Fu min was faking her death, but her soul had indeed left her body temporarily.
Fu min knew that if she died, Yan Xun would definitely come back to see her. Yan Xun was a suspicious and cautious person, and he would easily notice that something was wrong. So, to make sure that nothing went wrong, Fu Shang chose to let system 677 temporarily extract her soul from this body.
Although he had left this body, Fu min was still floating beside him. Hence, she had seen Yan Xunâs expression.@@novelbin@@
His eyes were filled with despair and sorrow, and his heart was like dead ashes.
Fu minâs heart was filled with complicated feelings.
After all, he was her lover. She would be soft-hearted, but she would not stop her plan.
She could feel that the mission was about to end.
The mission in this world might be of great importance.
Otherwise, even Xuan Qing would not have appeared.
Therefore, he could not afford to fail.
Fu Shang looked at everything coldly and shifted her gaze away.
..
Yan Xun forced himself up. He raised his pale fingers, wanting to touch Fu minâs face, but his fingers quickly froze on the spot. He looked at the blood on his hand and thought to himself.
She would be disgusted if his hands were dirty. I canât be hated by her anymore â¦
At this point, a letter was placed in front of Yan Xun.
He looked up. There was no light in his dark eyes, like a puppet on strings. His voice was hoarse and deep.
â.. What is this?â
Xuan Qing looked at Yan Xunâs current embarrassing state and laughed lightly. But when his gaze fell on the letter, his expression became complicated. He said,âShe left you a letter.â
âHer finishing touch.â
Yan Xunâs fingers clenched tightly, and he raised his trembling slender fingers. He took the paper from Xuan Qingâs hands, and slowly opened it.
There was only a short sentence on it.
[ may the Emperor of Yan have his wish fulfilled and rule over the land. ]
The handwriting was a little scribbled, and it could be seen that the hand of the person holding the brush should have no strength at the time, but one could still faintly see the character revealed in the words, which would rather break than submit.
Yan Xun could recognize that the words were written by her.
He could recognize her handwriting.
He was in control of the vast territory ⦠Yan Xun laughed. His laughter was filled with despair and madness. His laughter was very low, and it was heart-wrenching to hear.
What a good sentence,âsitting in the hands of the vast territory.â
Yan Xun finally understood what it felt like to be stabbed in the heart with every word.
Yan Xun had been unlucky since he was young. He grew up in darkness and loneliness. He was not loved by his mother, and was ignored by his father. It was not until he displayed his amazing talent that he was gradually noticed by the previous Emperor of beiliang and became the Crown Prince.
An unfortunate person would spend their entire life healing their childhood.
In Yan Xunâs heart, power had always been his top priority. This was his obsession when he was young. The longer he lived, the deeper his obsession became.
This had almost become his demonic barrier.
And now, Yan Xun was thinking.
He might have walked out of that demonic barrier, but he had fallen into another abyss.
The name of the abyss was Chu yunke.
Perhaps, he would never be able to walk out of it.
People couldnât cry when they were in extreme pain.
His eyes were extremely dry, but not a single tear could fall. He even had difficulty breathing. The young Emperorâs beautiful face was ashen.
He wanted to die, really. He wanted to just let her be.
Xuan Qing seemed to have read Yan Xunâs mind, and spoke first.