"Gu Changzhou, you should leave now. Don't hold a grudge against Mo Han. Give me some face, I'm begging you."
Before he could answer, Mo Han lost his balance and fell backward uncontrollably.
I didn't care what Gu Changzhou was saying anymore, and quickly helped Mo Han to the bed to rest.
Unexpectedly, he coughed up blood, which nearly killed me.
How could it be so serious? Although Mo Han looks thin and frail, he is, after all, a renowned war god of the Celestial Clan, and his body has always been robust.
Even though healing me these past few days has depleted a lot of my spiritual energy and left me somewhat weak, it shouldn't be this serious. Could it be that I suffered internal injuries from the blow I took from Gu Changzhou earlier? Thinking of this, I looked up at Gu Changzhou.
He put away the jade flute in his hand, shook his head, and said with a rather aggrieved expression:
"Master, you're innocent! I only told him to get lost because he was an eyesore. I didn't harm him in the slightest!"
Finally, he added, "I think his injury has been going on for quite some time, probably at least three months. It's not my fault."
I turned to look at Mo Han and asked him if what Gu Changzhou said was true.
Mo Han wiped his mouth and nodded.
"What exactly happened?"
I asked him:
Instead of answering, he asked me, "Do you remember when I told you that I went to the mortal realm to help my disciple, Huaying, attain immortality?"
I nodded repeatedly.
"Of course I remember."
"Do you remember that you didn't see my body at Ghost Gate Slope back then?"
He asked again, and I thought about it and realized it was true. Suddenly, something occurred to me, and I exclaimed in surprise:
"Could it be that you didn't die then, but were saved by someone? You just asked if I remembered your disciple, and now you say that you didn't die back then, so the person who saved you must be your disciple, right?"
Before I could finish speaking, Mo Han nodded, confirming my guess.
Just as I expected.
"So what happened next? What does that have to do with your injury?" A surge of gossip suddenly rose in my chest, soaring into the sky and spreading like wildfire.
Mo Han coughed again, his hands stained with blood.
My inner gossip rage subsided considerably. I quickly summoned the Qiankun House, took a silk handkerchief from the Brocade Pavilion and placed it in Mo Han's hand. I also found a number of elixirs and medicines from the Treasure Pavilion and gave them to Mo Han as well.
"Take a look at these things and see which one is useful. Eat some first. Once you feel better, I'll take you to Lord Zewu to see if there's any way to heal your injury."
Mo Han ignored me, carefully putting my elixir into his robes, and said to himself:
"I was seriously injured and killed by a hammer at that time, but I was rescued by Hua Ying and kept in the Princess's Mansion in Handan City for two years. Then, the King of Anguo bestowed a marriage upon Hua Ying."
At that time, my memory was incomplete; I only remembered the events. I hated her for deceiving me, hated that she willingly became a pawn in her father's quest for power, and vowed to never submit, committing suicide on our wedding day.
Unexpectedly, she died for love, and as her merits dissipated, she was about to vanish from this world.
Thinking that I had failed to convert her and instead caused her to die for me again, I bestowed half of my merit upon her, so that she could preserve her soul and enter reincarnation again. I also sent Zu Qing and You Xu to take care of her so that she could achieve enlightenment and attain the righteous path as soon as possible in the future.
This is a clear sign of damage to the spirit and soul, and a relapse of old ailments.
It is indeed a fine romance novel, truly wonderful, but the ending is a little regrettable. I wish Mo Han hadn't fallen so deeply in love with me.
It's a sin that this person is so likable.
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