Inside the room, on the bed, lay a young man, as handsome and extraordinary as an immortal. His eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his face was pale, as if he were immersed in a terrible nightmare.
Suddenly, the man woke up with a start, sat up in bed, his body shaking violently due to excessive fear.
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving rapidly, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, soaking his inky black hair.
He looked around in confusion, and when he saw the familiar environment, his tense nerves began to relax slowly.
Just then, when the man was about to raise his hand to lift the quilt and get up, he suddenly found something wrong.
He stared blankly at his hands, which were white, slender, and without a single wrinkle. Furthermore, the hair scattered on the bed was not white but a shiny black.
Trembling in disbelief, he reached out his hand and gently stroked his cheek, feeling the silky smooth and delicate skin wherever he touched.
"This... how is it possible?" Liu Yansong widened his eyes, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his face was full of astonishment.
Then he stumbled out of bed and ran towards a huge bronze mirror placed in the corner of the room with unsteady steps.
When he finally stood in front of the mirror and saw the young and familiar face reflected in it, he was completely stunned as if he was petrified.
He stared blankly at himself in the mirror, and the images of his youth from the depths of his memory gradually emerged in his mind, but they were blurry and he almost forgot what he looked like when he was young.
However, the facts before him were so clear that he had really turned back into his youth.
He had been hunted down and his meridians were injured, so his cultivation level was simply not enough to maintain his youthful appearance. No matter how many precious elixirs and secret recipes he tried, he was never able to heal the hidden injury that had penetrated deep into his bone marrow.
According to common sense, he would only become older and more haggard as time passed, and it would be absolutely impossible for him to stay young.
Thinking of this, Liu Yansong couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. He wondered if he had died after being violently attacked by that remnant soul.
And now maybe it's just a fantasy after his death.
However, just when Liu Yansong was sad alone, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
As soon as Xiu Qiyan entered, he saw Liu Yansong, who was weeping and looking haggard. His heart skipped a beat, and panic instantly took over his heart. He couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked straight towards Liu Yansong.
Liu Yansong looked at Xiu Qiyan who was rushing over to him, his face full of confusion and puzzlement, "I... I'm not dead? But... why did I become like this?" As he spoke, tears continued to flow.
When Xiu Qiyan heard Liu Yansong's question, his throat seemed to be choked by something. After a long while, he finally explained in a slightly hoarse voice, "Xie Qi saved you. He also helped heal your meridian damage..."
Before Xiu Qiyan could finish his words, Liu Yansong interrupted him impatiently, "Where is Xue Yun? How is he?" His tone was full of concern and anxiety.
"Don't get excited, Xue Yun is safe and sound. He's going to get medicine for you now."
While comforting Liu Yansong, Xiu Qiyan reached out and tried to touch the other's hands to give some warmth and comfort.
But unexpectedly, Liu Yansong dodged his touch quickly as if he had been electrocuted, leaving Xiu Qiyan's hand hanging in the air.
At that moment, a trace of deep sorrow and pain crossed Xiu Qiyan's handsome face. He stared at Liu Yansong, his voice trembling as he asked, "I never agreed to be engaged to the Yan family, but you... you just walked away without even asking me. Is our relationship unworthy of your trust? And... why didn't you tell me about the pregnancy pill you took?"
Hearing this, Liu Yansong's body trembled slightly, and the memories that once broke his heart and made him miserable flooded into his mind like a tide.
He bit his lip, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. He turned his head and whispered, "I didn't leave because of the Yan family's affairs. I knew you wouldn't agree to the engagement. I left because I received a letter from my family asking for help, so I had to leave immediately and return to the Liu family in Youzhou. I didn't have time to tell you about the pregnancy pill, but I left you a letter before I left."
"Letter? I didn't see the letter you left!..." Xiu Qiyan said with a painful look on his face, tears flashing in his eyes.
Liu Yansong took a deep breath, calmed himself down a bit, and then responded: "I know you didn't receive the letter, because the letter I left was hidden by Pan Ziming."
After hearing this, Xiu Qiyan instantly understood why Liu Yansong killed the previous elder of the Alchemy Academy, Pan Ziming, after returning again.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…”
Liu Yansong's tears fell again, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Even if you didn't see the letter I left, you should have heard the news of my Liu family's extermination even if you were in the Imperial Capital! I waited for a whole year, hid for a year, was hunted down, and didn't dare to return to the Imperial Capital, and you didn't come to find me..."
Before Liu Yansong could finish his words, Xiu Qiyan hugged him tightly in his arms, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub Liu Yansong into his body.
His heart felt like it was being gnawed by millions of ants, and he said in a trembling voice, "I went to look for you. You disappeared right after I came out of the secret realm. I thought you didn't want to see me because of the Yan family's matter, but I didn't want to let go. So after I dealt with the Yan family's matter, I went to Youzhou to find you..."
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