Chapter 154: Wang Shou, the Night of the Dead Lamp, Opening His Childish Eyes
Xiao Yu slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to the other side.
He looked at Ajiu.
Looking at her overly quiet sleeping face, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids.
His heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and it hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.
He reached out and tremblingly held her cold little hand that was outside the quilt.
It’s really... cold.
Like a piece of ice that can't be warmed up.
He remembered how silly and cute she looked when she first came to the palace and said in a baby voice, "Your forehead is black, you might have a bloody disaster."
He remembered how she had chased the palace's chef across most of the yard just to get a few pieces of osmanthus cake, and in the end, she hugged the cake and ate it like a little cat.
He remembered how she would open her arms and stand in front of him fiercely when facing danger, even though she was obviously scared to death, and shout "Don't bully Brother Xiong Xiong!"
He remembered how she had used her tiny body to activate the earth-shattering seal in the demon's nest in Prince Yu's mansion, and had given him that weak but brilliant smile.
She said, "Ajiu... is here to help Xiongxiong brother... clean up these... dirty things."
fool.
What a... fool.
Xiao Yu's eyes became hotter than ever before.
He pressed her cold little hand tightly against his cheek, trying to warm her with the warmth of his face.
"Ajiu..."
"Wake up, please?"
"You can yell at me again, snatch cakes from me again, or mess up my study again...it's all fine."
"As long as you wake up..."
"I... swear to protect you... protect you all..."
"I'll search the heavens and the underworld, even if it means crushing the underworld and reversing the cycle of reincarnation..."
"This king will definitely... bring you all back."
Time is the fairest and cruelest thing in the world.
It will not stop for the hero's twilight years, nor will it slow down for the girl's coma.
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.
The shocking case of Prince Yu's rebellion has gradually come to an end under the swift and powerful measures of Regent Xiao Yu.
The panic in the capital gradually subsided due to the daily posting of notices to reassure the people and the continuous patrols of the imperial guards.
The dark aura left behind by the great battle is gradually dissipating due to the purification work of the disciples at the observatory day and night.
Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.
Except, the Imperial Master's Mansion.
This once elegant mansion has now become the center of the power vortex of the entire Dayin Dynasty, and it is also the most depressing and heavy place.
Since that day, Regent Xiao Yu moved directly into the Imperial Master's Mansion.
He set up his study outside the quiet room filled with a strong smell of medicine.
During the day, he dealt with the mountains of state affairs, and at night, he stayed by the side of the two people who were still unconscious.
He was thinner and quieter.
Those deep phoenix eyes had lost their former sharpness and murderous aura, and what remained was a heart-pounding, bottomless ink-black color.
"Your Majesty, it's time to eat."
Xuan Yi walked in cautiously carrying a food box.
Xiao Yu didn't even raise his head, his eyes still fixed on an urgent border report on the table.
"lay down."
Xuan Yi didn't dare to say much. He gently put the food box aside and looked at his prince's obviously sunken cheeks and the blue stubble on his chin, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.
In the past half month, the prince has slept no more than two hours a day.
He was like a tireless iron man. While dealing with the mess left by Prince Yu, he also had to keep an eye on the situation of the two people in the quiet room at all times.
What truly supports the prince is not his iron will, but that...
Once it collapses, there will be no recovery.
“Cough… cough cough…”
Suddenly, a suppressed, heart-wrenching cough was heard in the quiet room.
The red pen in Xiao Yu's hand stopped instantly!
He suddenly raised his head, and a ripple finally appeared in his dead eyes. He threw down his pen, stood up, and stepped into the quiet room.
On the bed, the white-haired figure was coughing violently, supported by his disciple Qingfeng.
"Master, please go slower... slower..." Qingfeng's eyes were red.
Chu Xuanyi waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
He coughed for a long time before finally catching his breath, and a sickly flush appeared on his old face.
He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yu who walked in.
"Your Majesty..."
"How do you feel?" Xiao Yu walked to the bedside. There was no emotion in his voice, but his clenched fists revealed his nervousness.
"I won't die." Chu Xuanyi laughed self-deprecatingly. The smile tugged at the wound at the corner of his mouth, causing him to grimac again. "It's just that this body is ruined. My cultivation has regressed to the level of when I first started. From now on, I'm afraid even flying with a sword will be difficult for me."
He spoke lightly, but Xiao Yu could hear the deep loneliness of a hero in his twilight years.
"Being alive is better than anything else," Xiao Yu said solemnly, "I have already ordered the transfer of the finest medicinal herbs from the national treasury. As long as it can help you recover, any price is worth it."
"I appreciate your kindness, Your Highness." Chu Xuanyi shook his head. "My injury cannot be cured by medicine. It damages my very essence. I can only rely on time to slowly heal it. But... I don't know how much time I have left."
As he spoke, his eyes passed Xiao Yu and turned to the other bed next to him.
The small figure still lay there quietly, like a fragile porcelain doll, with no sign of waking up.
"Ajiu... still not awake?" Chu Xuanyi's voice lowered.
Xiao Yu's Adam's apple rolled.
"No."
Chu Xuanyi sighed, his eyes filled with deep remorse and worry.
"Your Highness, please bring me the rubbings of the stone tablet you brought back from the secret room in Prince Yu's Mansion that day, as well as the ancient books of the Lin family."
"What are you going to do?" Xiao Yu frowned, "What you need now is rest!"
"I know my own body well," Chu Xuanyi insisted. "I'm just lying there anyway, so why not take a look at these things? Ah Jiu's condition is definitely not just a simple case of bloodline overdraft. The Lin family's bloodline is incredibly overbearing and deeply entangled with the power of the Netherworld. I have a feeling... we've overlooked something."
Looking at his unquestionable eyes, Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
"good."
He turned around and told Qingfeng to do it.
At this moment, a small, faint voice suddenly rang out in the quiet room.
"water……"
The sound was very soft and vague, like the cry of a kitten.
However, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, striking hard on the hearts of everyone in the room!
Xiao Yu's body suddenly stiffened!
He turned his head almost mechanically and looked at the bed he had been guarding for half a month.
I saw the girl on the bed, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembling gently.
woke up?
Ah Jiu... is awake?!
The huge ecstasy that almost drowned him rushed to the top of Xiao Yu's head in an instant!
He forgot that he was the regent. He rushed to the bed in two steps and bent down.
"Ajiu? Ajiu! Are you awake?!"
The girl on the bed seemed to be startled by his voice, and slowly and hard, she opened her eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
Once upon a time, it was filled with cunning, smart and vivid light.
But at this moment, those eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, with the confusion and emptiness of a newborn baby, staring blankly at the man in front of him with an unshaven beard, bloodshot eyes, and an excited and somewhat ferocious expression.
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