The slight rubbing made Geng Qi's heart tremble. He turned to the side and rested his head on his shoulder. Looking at his firm jaw and clear, bright eyes that had regained their clarity, he couldn't help but think: This person grew up on Shangxu Peak with people who were pure and abstinent. He is very innocent. Although human nature allows him to understand desires and knows how to relieve them.
But does he know how to handle matters between men?
His gaze was too blatant, so Rong Yu looked down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Geng Qi put his hands around his neck and said, "I'm going to sleep."
"..."
So I actually went to sleep.
He was tired when he came back, and he played around in the pool a couple more times to relieve his fatigue. He was so tired that he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
As for what happens after he falls asleep, that's someone else's business.
The thought of this person blushing as they carried him back to his room and dressed him, yet being unable to do anything else, made Geng Qi secretly smile even in his sleep.
Rong Yu held him in the water for a while longer before lifting him out of the water, teleporting him to the bed where he was resting, dressing him, and then getting himself ready before leaving the barrier.
There were people waiting in the courtyard. As soon as they saw him come out, they immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Your Highness."
Following court etiquette, Rong Yu frowned slightly: "What is it?"
The man said, "His Majesty is hosting a banquet in the palace today to celebrate Your Highness's birthday, and has sent me to invite you to the banquet."
What's there to celebrate? It's simply that he revealed his identity and was given a title upon reaching the Divine Transformation stage.
Rong Yu asked, "What time is it?"
"The third quarter of the hour of Xu (7:45 PM)".
Rong Yu pondered for a moment, thinking that the person should have woken up by 7 PM, and then agreed.
After bowing, the messenger turned to leave, but Rong Yu stopped him and asked, "How much do you know about the events of the Zhan Prince's Mansion a hundred years ago?"
This person was a palace attendant who had always served Emperor Mingde. He also had the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage and had been serving the emperor for a hundred years. His name was Chang An.
When Chang An heard him ask about things from a hundred years ago, he paused for a moment and said, "This old servant doesn't know much about it."
"..."
Even though the man didn't speak, Chang'an felt a chill run down his spine and added, "Although this old servant serves His Majesty, there are no things I shouldn't know."
"Then tell me what you should know."
“…Yes.” Chang An said, “A hundred years ago, during the great war between the righteous and the demonic, both sides suffered great losses. His Highness Prince Zhan fought with the demon Xie Beiying at the border between the righteous and the demonic realms, thus forging a grudge. After returning to Sangzhong, His Highness Prince Zhan entered a quiet room for seclusion, but was trapped by his inner demons and eventually suffered a qi deviation…”
"How did you know he had gone mad in his meditation room?"
Rong Yu impatiently interrupted him. What this man said was almost identical to what was being said in the city. If he didn't really not know, then he was deliberately being evasive.
Chang An, having learned of his identity, dared not be perfunctory. “Your Highness was not in Sangzhong back then and did not know the situation. At that time, the entire Zhanwang Mansion was slaughtered by the demon, and the corpses piled up like mountains. When the Golden Armor Guards sent by His Majesty arrived, the demon had already escaped. The Golden Armor Guards found the body of Prince Zhan outside the Jingwai Gate. His meridians were broken, and he died from the impact of his own spiritual power.”
The body explodes and dies, but it's not the cultivator's physical body that explodes, but their spirit.
Once one cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage, one can manifest a Primordial Spirit. If the Primordial Spirit remains intact, the cultivator can be reborn.
Self-destruction of the spirit body and the disintegration of the primordial spirit mean complete death.
Rong Yu frowned slightly: "Where is the body now?"
“This…” Chang An looked troubled: “As a member of the royal family, His Highness’s coffin is naturally sealed in the mausoleum. Your Highness…”
He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
The mausoleum is an extremely yin place where the remains of the royal family are preserved, and it is also a sacred place for the royal family. Even if the emperor himself comes, he must pay his respects repeatedly before he can enter.
He didn't know why this prince suddenly asked about Prince Zhan from a hundred years ago; judging from his appearance, it was clear he wasn't just asking casually.
Rong Yu didn't intend to say anything more to him. "Never mind, just go back and tell him the truth."
"……yes."
Chang An dared not delay. If the eldest prince truly intended to enter the mausoleum, he would have to inform His Majesty as soon as possible.
The person quickly left the courtyard, while Rong Yu stood still, his eyes lowered and his brows furrowed.
He never investigated the death of Zhan Wang a hundred years ago, nor did he care about any unknown truths, the people he met in Gefeng Town, their opposing identities, or the lovers who were deeply in love with each other.
If we want to be together without obstacles, there are some things that need to be clarified.
He stood in the courtyard for a while, then turned and went back into the house.
Geng Qi slept until the hour of Xu as usual, about a quarter of an hour earlier. He woke up to the sound of wind whistling in his ears. Above him was an endless expanse of blue sky and white clouds. His heartbeat was clear in his ears, and the temperature around him felt strangely familiar.
He blinked: "Where to?"
This person actually managed to kidnap him while he was sleeping!
Rong Yu chuckled softly above his head: "Let's go to the tomb of the Prince of Zhan."
"ah?"
He suspected he was hallucinating.
Subconsciously, she raised her arms to hold on tighter, the wide sleeves covering Rong Yu's front. He looked up and asked, "You changed this for me?"
"Um."
Why don't you wear the same clothes as me?
Wouldn't it be better if the two of them wore matching outfits? He liked the red one, but it didn't suit his little desires.
Rong Yu looked down at her and said, "You look good in this."
"real?"
"Um."
Geng Qi was satisfied again: "Hehe."
As they spoke, Rong Yu carried him to the ground steadily. Suddenly, his arms felt lighter, and the person he had been holding shrank in his arms.
"..."
Geng Qi laughed and said, "That's convenient."
Wherever there are people, they still act as master and apprentice.
Rong Yu didn't say much and put him down.
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