Sang Luo didn't think that hundreds or thousands of years would make Minos, as a child, remember her, such an insignificant person.
For a child, especially a Holy Son of noble status, it would only take a few years, perhaps a few months, a few days, or even just waking up after a night's sleep, to forget about her existence. There was no need to worry too much about revealing her true appearance.
"You, you are..." The young man murmured, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Sang Luo guessed what the young man was wary of. Her appearance was too unique in the eyes of angels. She smiled and explained, "Your Highness, Holy Son, rest assured, I am not a Fallen Angel and will not harm you. If you don't believe me, Your Highness can try using the Angelic Divine Light. Fallen Angels are most afraid of that stuff."
Minos pursed his lips, swallowed his words back, and said nothing more.
Sang Luo reheated the slightly cooled medicinal soup and handed it to him to drink.
This time, Minos didn't refuse and quietly finished the medicine.
Sang Luo took the empty medicine bowl from his hand, bowed, and turned to leave.
A wisp of extremely faint fragrance, seemingly there and not there, brushed past his nose. It smelled very nice. The young man secretly glanced towards the door.
After the female figure turned the corner and disappeared, he buried his head back into the soft, snow-white bedding, covering half of his face, revealing only a pair of beautiful, azure blue eyes, and slowly closed them.
…
In the second half of the night, the little Holy Son developed a high fever again, which caused quite a commotion among the doctors of the Holy Palace.
All night long, no one dared to close their eyes until they stabilized the little Highness's condition.
Sang Luo and several other attendants stayed close to take care of the sleeping Minos.
She brought a basin of warm water, and after wetting a clean towel, placed it on his forehead.
The young man, tormented by illness, had his long, thick eyelashes wet with tears, trembling slightly in his sleep, making him extremely pitiful.
Sang Luo's eyes deepened slightly. She turned her head to the attendants next to her and said, "You brothers haven't closed your eyes all night. Go and rest first. Little Highness's condition has been controlled. There shouldn't be any major issues tonight. I'll be on duty to take care of Little Highness."
"What about you?"
"I slept for half a day during the day, so I'm not sleepy at night."
"Alright then, you'll keep watch tonight. Tomorrow, me, and the rest of us will take turns."
"Okay."
After Sang Luo waited for the others to leave, she sat down by the bed and held one of Minos's slender, pale hands.
A faint golden power transmitted into his body, slowly smoothing out the restless energy within him.
She still felt soft-hearted.
She was just helping him relieve some pain… It should be fine, right…
In a daze, Minos smelled that faint fragrance again. This time, they were closer, and he smelled it more clearly. It was a bit like the scent of lily of the valley…
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in his blurry vision, a figure gradually became clear.
Was it that female servant?
She, she actually held his hand…
Minos wanted to pull his hand away and sternly reprimand her, but he couldn't muster any strength.
Soon, he also discovered that his body did not reject her approach, nor did any discomforting reactions occur.
In the past, he extremely loathed others touching him, and without exception, allergies would occur.
But she didn't?
Why?
The aura of power emanating from her palm also felt very familiar, so familiar that he vaguely thought it was his own source power.
His body felt unprecedentedly comfortable and relaxed. While lost in thought, he slowly closed his eyes again.
Sang Luo was too focused and didn't notice that the young man had quietly woken up once in the middle of the night. After she calmed and pacified the restless energy within Minos's body, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the sleeping, peaceful young man.
His cheeks had become rosy and jade-white, and his breathing was light and shallow. He should have a good dream tonight.
Sang Luo tucked him in and, in the next second, appeared on the roof of the palace.
At night, most people in the palace had rested, leaving only the guards on shift.
She went to the place where the Holy Ancestor was in seclusion.
Outsiders couldn't enter, and many guards were deployed outside.
Sang Luo pretended to be a new member of the changing shift, and chatted with two guards, "…How many years has the Holy Ancestor been in seclusion? Has he said when he will come out?"
The honest guard shook his head, "How could we possibly know about the Holy Ancestor's affairs? We just need to do our jobs well."
Another guard said, "I've been in the palace for over ten years, and I've never seen that legendary Holy Ancestor."
An older guard walked over and happened to hear their idle talk, so he casually interjected, "I was fortunate enough to see the Holy Ancestor once! His aura was truly grand, even the Holy Lord had to bow and give way to the Holy Ancestor!"
The honest guard was surprised, "Isn't the Holy Lord the person in power in the Holy Temple? Why would he be so respectful to the Holy Ancestor?"
The old guard said meaningfully, "You newcomers have seen too little. The true master of the Holy Temple is the Holy Ancestor."
"It's just that the Holy Ancestor is in seclusion all year round, so the Holy Lord was established."
"I remember the last time the Holy Ancestor came out of seclusion was when the Holy Son, the little Highness, was born. Not long after, the Holy Son's mother beast passed away. The news released was that she died of difficult labor due to giving birth to a God Angel, and the subsequent treatment and recovery couldn't keep up, so she died of exhaustion. But back then, I clearly saw…"
Sang Luo and the two young guards were all listening intently.
The old guard seemed to have committed some taboo and didn't dare to continue speaking.
Sang Luo flattered him a few times before he loosened his tongue and showed off what he had seen and heard back then.
"After the Holy Ancestor came out of seclusion, he met with the former Holy Queen once. That year, there was a very heated argument in the palace. I heard that the Holy Lord wanted to seize custody of the Holy Son, but was sternly rejected by the Holy Queen."
"The next morning, news came that the Holy Queen had passed away… You must never spread this, just pretend you didn't hear anything today. It's all nonsense I'm saying!"
The old guard shook his head and left.
The true inside story was unknown, but over the years, there had been no shortage of people making conjectures, but no one dared to say it out loud.
Sang Luo frowned, "Is what that senior said true?"
"There's nothing interesting in the palace on weekdays, it's very boring, and people love to gossip the most. Who knows if what he said is true or false?" The honest guard shook his head.
Another guard hesitated, "But I've also heard another rumor that can connect to it."
No matter where you are, gossip is human nature. In addition, Sang Luo deliberately tried to get information, and she really got a lot of information from these guards.
"After the former Holy Queen died, the former Holy Lord once broke into the Holy Ancestor's seclusion place alone. Half a month later, he died of depression… I heard that he was covered in blood when he came out of the seclusion place back then. Do you think the two of them had a fight back then because of this?"
"That's possible."
"The former Holy Queen and the former Holy Lord have both passed away. Under whose name is the Holy Son, the little Highness, now? The current Holy Lord?" A bad premonition arose in Sang Luo's heart.
Minos's parents died too early. God Angels were certainly powerful, but they had no self-protection ability when they were young. His body was still so weak, and it was easy for him to be targeted by those with ulterior motives and become a piece of meat to be divided, or to suffer some bad things in the palace, such as being abused by servants… Generally, in this situation, the Holy Temple would find another guardian for the young Holy Son, even if it was only a nominal guardian, to ensure that he grew up safely and smoothly.
"The current Holy Lord didn't intend to adopt the Holy Son. It was the Holy Ancestor who kindly took in the Holy Son and raised him under his name." The guard hesitated noticeably when he said the words "kindly."
Sang Luo thought, as expected.
The Holy Ancestor had been thinking about Minos from the beginning.
Minos's Soul Bone of Fate wasn't fully developed when he was young, so he didn't act yet. It was more convenient to act after raising him by his side!
Sang Luo had used her power to explore Minos's body. The Soul Bone of Fate was almost developed, and it was estimated that the day when the Holy Ancestor would come out of seclusion was approaching.
