Chapter 190 I can't hold on any longer
Chu Mingheng's reaction was only a moment of stunned silence, followed by a sigh and a laugh, saying, "So that's how it is." It turned out that his soul had returned to his previous life's side when he was at Changyong Mountain.
"I don't want you to be sad."
Originally, it would have been fine if Lan Wu hadn't known, and he could have borne those painful memories alone. Lan Wu should have been happy.
Unexpectedly, Lan Wu still witnessed those not-so-pleasant memories with her own eyes.
"How could you—how could you just die like that—!" Lan Wu looked into his eyes, feeling especially aggrieved for him.
Chu Mingheng pressed his forehead against hers and gently coaxed, "But I can't hold on any longer. You can't do this to me, Awu. You can't expect me to live happily without me by your side. I can't do that."
"I am very tired every day, nothing pleases me, and I spend most of my time thinking about you."
"It's finally coming to an end, and I'm extremely happy."
Chu Mingheng pinched her earlobe, gently rubbed the tip of her nose, and continued to coax her, "I didn't expect that we would meet for the last time. Did I scare you?"
In fact, there were methods in the palace to prevent a person's body from decaying after death, but those methods were too cruel, and Chu Mingheng was unwilling to use them on Lan Wu.
In the end, he and Lan Wu were nothing more than skeletons, leaving behind only memories.
He remembered what Lan Wu looked like, what she said, and what she did... These were the most important things.
Lan Wu nodded slightly in his arms, then quickly shook her head, her voice muffled: "I was a little scared at first, but then I wasn't so scared anymore."
"It's my fault, I didn't expect..." I never expected Lan Wu to come and see him one last time.
Remembering this, Chu Mingheng gently lifted Lan Wu's face and asked her, "So it was because you saw what happened before I died that you were so frightened that you developed a high fever in the middle of the night, had nightmares, and couldn't wake up no matter how much I called you?"
Lan Wu was even more surprised than him, staring at him in astonishment, and hesitantly asked in a soft voice, "Am I...am I sick again?"
Seeing her like this, what could Chu Mingheng do?
"Do you still want to sleep?" he asked.
Lan Wu gently shook her head.
"Then get up, wash up and eat something first, then drink your medicine." Chu Mingheng carried her off the bed. "If there's anything else you want to say, we can talk about it after you've taken your medicine and the imperial physician has come to examine you."
"……Um."
Chen Li wasn't too worried when she came over. She checked on Lan Wu's condition last night and left only after she felt there was nothing wrong. Although she didn't sleep well in the second half of the night, fearing that someone would come to call her over, fortunately nothing happened overnight.
I came to wake her this morning, guessing that the Empress has woken up.
It had rained last night, and the weather this morning was exceptionally refreshing. The rest of the people who came with the emperor had also arrived last night and were now waiting at the foot of the mountain.
After taking her pulse, Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty is fine now. Just be careful not to catch a cold in the next few days."
"Thank you, Physician Chen."
Chen Li smiled and waved his hand, not daring to accept a word of thanks from her.
With the addition of His Majesty to this villa, the atmosphere seemed to change. Although it wasn't obvious, every corner exuded a sense of solemnity and caution. Not to mention the palace servants, even Princess Yizhen dared not utter a sound.
Only the Imperial Concubine dared to speak so freely.
"Alright, I've finished drinking it all. Let's go inside quickly." Lan Wu put down the medicine bowl, frowned from the bitterness, and turned to look at Chu Mingheng, who was watching her drink the medicine.
Seeing his slightly serious expression, Lan Wu gently pouted, "It's not like I'm not going to drink, why are you staring at me..."
Suddenly, she remembered something, looked closely at Chu Mingheng, and asked him, "They said His Majesty came back in the rain yesterday. Spring rain is chilly. Quickly let Physician Chen take a look at His Majesty as well."
As if she had just remembered this, Lan Wu hurriedly asked Chen Li to take Chu Mingheng's pulse again.
Chu Mingheng's health was far superior to Lan Wu's; after taking her pulse, he found nothing wrong.
Lan Wu was somewhat unwilling and said, "Well, you got caught in the rain last night, so why don't you drink some medicine as a precaution?"
She was genuinely worried. After all, she had seen Chu Mingheng vomiting blood in her dream, and then Master Huifan had told her that Chu Mingheng was unwell when they arrived at Changyong Mountain. How could she not be worried?
Chu Mingheng seemed to know her concerns, so he didn't refute her words and instead had someone prepare a bowl of soup to dispel the cold.
He reached out and took Lan Wu's hand, stood up from his seat, and led her inside.
But when they were alone, Lan Wu acted like a little mute, saying nothing at all.
Chu Mingheng stared at her lips and spoke first: "You tried to pull me in just now, but now that I'm in, you're not saying anything."
"Awu, may I kiss you?"
These two sentences came so quickly that Lan Wu hadn't even had time to react before her chin was gently lifted up by someone, and a warm yet domineering kiss swept over her like a tide, leaving her helplessly trapped in this long and lingering kiss.
Her waist went limp from the kisses, and her breathing became rapid.
Lan Wu stretched out her limp arm and pushed, indicating that she couldn't go on.
Chu Mingheng released her and stepped back. Looking at her rosy face, which resembled a pink peach, he lowered his eyes and placed light kisses on her cheeks.
Finally, he left another kiss on her lips.
It swept by lightly, fleeting in an instant.
Lan Wu hadn't been this close to him in a long time, and her reaction was quite shy.
As for Chu Mingheng, it was even more of a mystery.
If it felt like a lifetime ago, then after his memories were connected, the time he had been separated from Lan Wu didn't seem so long.
But upon closer examination, it still feels like a long time.
Chu Mingheng picked her up again and headed straight for the inner hall.
"You haven't said anything yet, and you haven't taken your medicine..." Lan Wu was placed on the bed, her face flushed as she thought he was going to do something, and she said anxiously.
Chu Mingheng laughed, gently stroking Lan Wu's face with the back of his hand, and said, "What are you thinking? Am I some kind of beast? Surely I wouldn't disregard your health."
"As for the medicine, I just tasted it, and it is somewhat bitter."
Lan Wu felt even more ashamed by his few words. She didn't dare to look at him and pulled the covers over her head to burrow deeper into the blankets.
Although they had washed up when they got up, they did not plan to go out, nor did they change into outer robes. They only wore outer garments, and the blankets did not feel thick enough to cover them.
Chu Mingheng also got onto the bed, turned her over and held her on his body, only satisfied when he could see her face.
"Have you missed me these past three months?"
Lan Wu nodded without hesitation.
"Is that so? Then why are there so few letters sent to me? I thought you didn't miss me." Chu Mingheng seemed to have been holding a grudge for a long time and was just waiting for this moment to "interrogate" Lan Wu.
To be honest, because of the frequent dreams she had during those three months, Lan Wu didn't write to Chu Mingheng very often.
But that doesn't necessarily mean she doesn't miss him.
Lan Wu squeezed Chu Mingheng's hand and said righteously, "But each letter contains a lot of words. I miss His Majesty very much."
I think about it in my dreams, and I think about it in real life.
My heart aches from thinking about it.
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