Chapter 102
The flickering red candles, the lingering scent of ink, the hazy veil, and Lin Qingyu who had been crying almost the entire night...all disappeared. But physically, the feeling from the dream still remains. He seemed to still be held tightly by Lin Qingyu, who was begging him not to leave; she was also scolding him, asking him why he lied to her again.
After a moment of unconsciousness, Jiang Xing suddenly sat up, looked down at his chest, raised his hand tremblingly, and covered it.
His heart was beating rapidly and powerfully, again and again. He did not feel the embarrassment of being poisoned, nor the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows.
He is not dead, he is still alive. Unlike the previous two times, there was nothing strange about his new body, and he even had an indescribable sense of belonging. It was as if... as if he had returned to his own body.
The joy of surviving a disaster lasts only a very short moment. Jiang woke up and had no time to think about the reason why he came back to life again. He got out of bed barefoot and looked around.
Please, it must be Dayu, it must be the world with Lin Qingyu. Please.
A horrible thought flashed through his mind. What if not? If not, if he dies again, is there still a possibility of going back?
There was a eunuch dozing off beside the bed, exquisite palace lanterns, soft carpets, pillars carved with nine-clawed dragon patterns, and a hanging black and gold dragon robe - he recognized this dragon robe, as only Emperor Dayu's dragon robe was this black and gold color.
Jiang Xing's limbs seemed numb. Before this moment, he never dared to imagine that one day he would have such a strong feeling of lost and recovered.
He dressed up as Xiao Jie.
It doesn’t matter, I can dress up as anyone, as long as he is still here.
Jiang Xing subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes. Tears overflowed from between his fingers. He tried to wipe them away, but the more he wiped, the more tears came. Even blurry double images appeared in his vision, making him doubt whether this new body could support such strong emotions.
It's impossible to hold on. No normal person can hold on.
Damn, how can it be so exhausting? He really thought he was going to die. He thought he would never see Lin Qingyu again. He... he even slept with Lin Qingyu. Lin Qingyu has been crying, damn it.
Now is not the time when his legs are numb. He must return to Lin Qingyu as quickly as possible. Lin Qingyu is still waiting for him.
In the dream, Lin Qingyu was in the Qinzheng Hall in the imperial palace. His current location should be Xiao Jie’s bedroom, and the two places are not far apart.
When Jiang Xing rushed out of the bedroom, he was only wearing a tight-fitting pajamas. The cold wind was biting, and his feet stepped on the icy steps, but he didn't feel cold at all.
A palace maid was walking towards him, and he had no time to stop, nor did he want to stop.
It was almost time for the emperor to get up, and Nanny Xiujiao brought hot water and prepared to serve the emperor in the morning. Before she could even step into the bedroom, she saw the emperor rushing out. His face no longer had the usual empty and numb expression, but an impatient eagerness. Ordinary people would not be as anxious as he was if they were just trying to survive.
Nanny Xiujiao was completely stunned. When the little emperor was about to fly past her, she finally reacted: "Emperor?! Someone, come quickly! The emperor seems to be crazy!"
When she shouted like this, all the palace maids, eunuchs and guards on duty in Xingqing Palace rushed out from all directions. Jiang Xing was blocked by several guards. He opened his mouth, wanting to tell them to get out, but found that he couldn't utter a word. He tried again, but still couldn't make a sound.
...When did Xiao Jie become mute?
“Your Majesty!” Nanny Xiujiao rushed over with a basin of water. Seeing Jiang Xing’s red feet from the cold, she asked anxiously, “Why did you run out by yourself?!”
She had taken care of the emperor for a long time and knew that although the emperor was mentally retarded, he was an obedient child. He was extremely slow in everything he did and there was no way he could run that fast.
Jiang Xing's heart almost stopped beating when he caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the water.
This is not Xiao Jie's face. It seemed...it seemed to be his own face.
The boy in the reflection has disheveled hair and tear marks at the corners of his eyes. His face is not exactly the same as his original one, but it is at least 70% similar. The 20% or 30% difference is mostly due to his hairstyle and past habits.
The emperor of Dayu was Xiao Jie, but this body of his was obviously not Xiao Jie's.
Fear spread from the cold soles of my feet to my entire body. He had never seen any of these palace maids and eunuchs before, and the faces of the guards were also unfamiliar.
Who is he?
Could it be that he is still in Dayu, but not in the time and space where Lin Qingyu is?
In despair, he finally heard a familiar voice: "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened to the emperor?"
"Eunuch Song!" Nanny Xiujiao tried desperately, "The emperor seems to be a little abnormal, Eunuch, go find Lord Lin!"
Xiao Songzi also became anxious when he heard this: "It's useless to ask Lord Lin. Lord Lin can't cure the emperor's soul-loss disease. We should ask the imperial master to come."
A eunuch said, "The Imperial Master has been busy praying for the war in the northwest these past two days, so he is staying in the Yanfu Palace. I will go and invite him right away!"
So he turned into Xiao Li?
At this moment, no matter how well-mannered he was, he couldn't help but swear: Fuck your mother, you might as well kill me.
Jiang Xing pushed away Nanny Xiujiao and Xiao Songzi, pushed away all the eunuchs and palace maids who were blocking his way, and rushed out of the crowd regardless of everything. The guards could certainly stop him, but he was the emperor now. Seeing how desperate he is, who would dare to stop him? If the dragon is injured, the Queen Mother will chop off several of their heads. They could only chase after him from behind and protect him from the side.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty——!”
Someone shouted, "Quick, go to Ci'an Palace and report to the Queen Mother!"
Jiang Xing had never run so fast in his three lifetimes. He ran so fast that afterimages of the surrounding scenery appeared and a hint of blood rose in his mouth. The gate of Qinzheng Hall was getting closer and closer to him——
Baby, don’t cry, your eyes are going to be hurt from crying, your husband will be here soon.
The eunuch on duty in the Qinzheng Hall only felt a gust of wind blowing, and an unidentified object flew in, followed by a large group of people from the Xingqing Palace. Those who didn't know about the situation might have thought that the Western Xia had attacked the capital and broken into the palace.
The furnishings in the Qinzheng Hall were exactly the same as in the dream, even the memorial spread out on the table was the same one.
But what about his wife? Where did his wife, who is so old, go?
It was not in the main hall, nor in the side hall. We searched everywhere but couldn't find it. Did Lin Qingyu really do something stupid... Impossible, his baby would never do anything to do with the word "stupid".
Madam Xiujiao noticed that he seemed to be looking for something and asked, "Your Majesty, what do you want?"
Jiang Xing had traveled through time twice, so he naturally knew the necessity of maintaining his personal image. But he was so angry now that he had long thrown aside the matter of maintaining his human image. He saw paper and pen on the table, ran over without hesitation, picked up the pen and was about to write -
Xiao Songzi suddenly had an idea and cautiously tried to test: "Your Majesty, do you want Lord Lin?"
As everyone knows, the newly enthroned emperor will only have a special reaction to one person - he will only smile at Lord Lin.
Jiang Xing nodded suddenly. Without him having to write, Xiao Songzi said, "Lord Lin has already left the palace. I guess he has returned to Gu's mansion."
Jiang Xing lowered his head again and dipped the tip of his pen into the ink. A drop of sweat slid down his forehead and spread across the paper.
"Look," Madam Xiujiao said in a trembling voice, "Does the emperor want to write?"
Everyone was stunned and was about to gather around to see what was going on when a voice said, "The Imperial Master is here!"
Jiang Xing paused and looked towards the door.
Ci'an Palace and Yeonbok Palace are not too far from Qinzheng Hall. Xu Junyuan was called suddenly and did not need to dress up or change clothes, so she naturally arrived faster than the empress dowager. He met Jiang Xing's gaze, his expression slightly changed, and he ordered, "I'll be the only one here, the rest of you, please leave."
Nanny Xiujiao said in embarrassment: "But, the emperor..."
"You can't do anything if you stay," Xu Junyuan smiled meaningfully, "The emperor's illness is only treatable by me. If the queen mother comes, remember to let her know first."
Nanny Xiujiao and Xiaosongzi looked at each other and retreated with the palace maids and eunuchs. Jiang Xing and Xu Junyuan were the only ones left in the Qinzheng Hall.
Xu Junyuan bowed and asked politely, "May I ask who you are?"
Jiang Xing wrote down two words in a flamboyant manner: [Jiang Xing. 】
Xu Junyuan was surprised, and after thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but sighed, "So that's how it is."
What do you mean? 】
Xu Junyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang's soul has returned to his original body, and his soul and body are in harmony. Here, I would like to say 'congratulations' to Mr. Jiang."
Why can’t I speak? 】
Xu Junyuan said: "Don't worry, Master Jiang, you are not mute. It's just that this body has not spoken for seventeen years, so it will take some time to get used to it."
Jiang Xing no longer dwelled on this matter: [Take me out of the palace and go to the general's mansion. 】
Xu Junyuan looked troubled: "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."
【? 】
Xu Junyuan couldn't understand the symbol, but he could guess what Jiang Xing wanted to say: "The Queen Mother will be here soon. Do you think she will let you leave the palace, Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Xing thought about it calmly. Empress Dowager Wen loved her son dearly, so she obviously would not let her son run away from the palace under such circumstances.
[Then bring Qingyu here.] 】
After Jiang Xing finished writing, he added: [Tell him first that I am not dead. 】
"That's possible." Xu Junyuan pondered, "But words are not enough. Mr. Jiang, do you have any evidence to prove that you are not dead?"
Jiang Xing picked up his pen and pondered. He had so many things he wanted to say to Lin Qingyu, but now was not the time to talk nonsense. If he wasted less time here, Lin Qingyu would be less sad.
First let Lin Qingyu know that he is not dead. The other sweet words can be saved for later.
Fortunately, they have a future.
[Odd changes, even remains unchanged, the sign depends on the quadrant - Jiang Xing.] 】
Jiang Xing wrote.
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