vstars Chapter 373
Chapter 373
Gone?
What does "gone" mean?
Why did it disappear?
"What do you mean 'gone'?!"
Changsheng coughed twice, and bright red blood spilled from his mouth again, his calmness unbelievable, as if he didn't care at all.
"With fewer medicinal herbs, the amount of medicine produced will naturally be less."
Nalan Jing heard a buzzing in his ears, clenched his fists tightly to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and said, word by word:
"So you knew there was no medicine, why did you insist on coming in with me?"
"Where did your resourcefulness and wit go?! Are you an idiot?!"
Changsheng's gaze was fixed on her face, his dark eyes filled with sparse and broken light. He suddenly laughed, a soft laugh that ripped through his chest, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He asked, "Nalan Jingwen, don't you hate me?"
"why are you crying?"
Nalan Jingwen wiped away his tears, "I hate you, I hate your self-righteousness, I hate that you have never told me a single truth!"
Changsheng is like a figure shrouded in mist, impossible to see clearly. No one knows whether his every action or word is true or false.
He was such a person, yet he seemed so light and airy, as if he could be blown away by the wind.
Chang Sheng's pale lips still held a smile, as always.
"Then you should be happy if I die."
Nalan Jingwen lowered her head and hugged him weakly. A dull pain came from her heart, and the pain made her bend over.
She did hate him and loathe him because she couldn't tell whether he was sincere or not, so she was disappointed in him and wished she had never met him.
Whether it was genuine or feigned, she accepted it; she never wanted him to die!
"You're always like this. You guessed I would like Anian more, so you pretended to be soft and dependent on me, letting me secure your throne. But have you ever thought that even if you didn't use Anian's identity and didn't deceive me, I would still agree to your request?"
"It's still the same now. You say I hate you, that I'd be happy if you died, but these are all just your guesses."
"Do you know that I never intended for you to die?!"
Her eyes were bloodshot, and large, glistening tears rolled down her cheeks, landing on the eyelids of the person in her arms.
Changsheng's eyelashes trembled slightly. His face was expressionless, but his eyes held an intense and unyielding sorrow. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his voice was very soft.
Don't you like Anian?
Shouldn't she hate him for taking her lover away?
"like."
He lowered his eyes, his gaze darkening slightly, and a bitter taste of blood welled up in his mouth.
“But you are A-Nian. I like the gentle and obedient A-Nian, and I also like the strategist and manipulative Chang Sheng. Whether you believe it or not, I have never hated you.”
Nalan Jingwen stroked his cold face and expressed her feelings word by word.
Changsheng opened his eyes and stared at her blankly.
"Nalan Jingwen, you are really a womanizer."
Nalan Jingwen lowered his head, his forehead touching Nalan's, his voice choked with sobs, tears falling one by one, his breath trembling.
"Yes, I am a womanizer, I'll accept whatever you say."
"All I want is for you to be well. Don't you want the world? I'll go and win it for you, and offer it to you with both hands, okay?"
"I'll give you whatever you want, okay?"
Wealth, power, or even the world—whatever he desires or desires, she will offer it to him with open arms.
Changsheng turned his head and buried his face in her arms. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he could barely keep them open. His voice was weak, and the sounds around him were no longer clear.
"That's your territory, not mine."
"What's mine is yours, and I am yours too."
"Don't sleep, okay? Ah Nian..."
“Our Anian is the most obedient.”
Nalan Jingwen stroked his face and gently kissed his lips. Tears mingled with blood, the bitterness lingering. In the end, she could barely kiss him anymore, and silently wept in anguish.
But there was nothing she could do; she could only watch as the warmth of the person in her arms slowly dissipated until there was no more breath left.
Excruciating pain spread throughout her body, and her heart felt as if it were being squeezed by a giant hand, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Na smiled wryly, gently stroking his cheek, and said softly, "Go to sleep if you want, but don't sleep for too long. Remember to wake up and see the world I've won for you, okay?"
No one responded; all was silent except for the twinkling fireflies.
Countless fireflies, their white and green hues intertwined, gradually converged, their initially faint glow illuminating the entire southern wasteland with unparalleled brilliance, bringing life to the land.
After the light faded, the Spirit Grass appeared, floating in the air and slowly moving towards Nalan Jingwen.
Nalan Jingwen silently held the person in his arms, seemingly unaware.
……
The name "Chang Sheng" is poorly chosen; too much expectation leads to an inability to suppress it.
Looking around this world, how many people can truly live forever?
The phrase "crane longevity" is a misinterpretation of the Chinese idiom "the crane is a long-lived animal" and "longevity" also implies long life. It is said that things will turn into their opposites when they reach their extremes, and putting these two together actually leads to disappointment.
How tragic it is that someone who longs to live to be a hundred years old cannot live past twenty.
So, is a name that signifies exceptional intelligence and quick wit, yet also a frail and disabled body, a blessing or a punishment from heaven?
Nalan Jingwen regretted it.
She regretted saying that wisdom is bound to bring harm, regretted agreeing to bring him to the Southern Wilderness, regretted not stopping him, and regretted not protecting him.
He was so fragile; a single, gentle blow could have easily taken his life.
I regret even more that I didn't understand my own heart back then.
In fact, only experience can teach people. Once you've gone through it once, everything becomes clear.
Nalan Jingwen carefully wrapped the person in his coat and carried them step by step out of the southern wilderness. The sky and earth were dark and the wind was howling.
The corpse showed no signs of decay; it was being nourished by the spiritual power of the Spirit Grass, remaining fresh and breathtakingly beautiful.
Her Ah Nian should stay this beautiful forever.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw a familiar face.
Jingchi stood nervously at the entrance, his arms wrapped around his sword, his eyes fixed intently on the entrance. Beside him was Nalan Yin, whom he hadn't seen in a long time; he had lost a lot of weight.
Also, Xiao Congyu.
Everyone was stunned when they saw Nalan Jingwen's figure. They stared at her pale face, and then their gazes fell on her arms.
Everyone fell silent, and a heavy atmosphere spread.
Nalan Yin stepped forward first, but stopped in front of her and called out to her with concern.
"elder sister……"
Nalan Jingwen gently lifted his eyelids, looked at him without speaking, and then slowly looked at the mirror pool beside him, handing Changsheng in his arms to him.
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and barely audible.
"Take him to the realm of the gods, entrust him to the constellations, and preserve his body carefully."
Jingchi took Changsheng without asking any further questions, only giving her a final worried look before quickly leaving.
Nalan Jingwen withdrew his gaze and looked at Xiao Congyu.
Xiao Congyu looked grave as he stepped forward and handed her the things in his hands. She seemed much more composed than he had seen her in a long time.
"His Majesty wrote to me to come here and wait, saying that I should give this to the Prince."
Nalan Jingwen lowered his eyes and opened the box.
Inside were Bai Ji's jade seal and military tally.
Xiao Congyu saw it too, and was shocked. He immediately knelt down.
"His Majesty said that from now on, Bai Ji will be entirely under your control."