"Ah!"
From behind, came the heart-wrenching cry of a young man.
Sang Luo paused, unable to bear turning back to look.
She took a deep breath, looking at the Soul Bone enveloped in a golden light in her hand. She stored this bone within her domain, capable of isolating it from anyone's detection, and also allowing her to bring "it" out of this space-time.
Her fingers slowly turned transparent, gradually spreading to her arms, limbs, and even her entire body… Sang Luo had limited time to travel against the flow of time, and she would soon have to leave here.
…
From the outside perspective.
The Little Highness's improving condition suddenly deteriorated again.
The attendants and witch doctors who had served him for many years were extremely anxious, like ants on a hot pot.
The Little Highness being seriously ill wasn't that serious, after all, the Highness had always been like this since he was a child, and they had long had ways to deal with it. More serious than the weakness of the Highness's body was his mental exhaustion and world-weariness!
The Little Highness hadn't said anything about wanting to seek death, but since that day, he hadn't eaten or drunk, cutting off water and food, and even refusing to take medicine.
… A death-seeking appearance of wanting to exhaust himself!
What to do?
The Holy Ancestor valued the Little Highness quite a bit. If something were to happen to him, their heads wouldn't need to be kept.
Continuing to exhaust him like this wasn't a solution either, and everyone racked their brains thinking of countermeasures.
Some guessed that it was because the servant who served the Little Highness was given death, and the Little Highness was depressed and wanted to use this method to retaliate and vent his anger.
But a mere servant, who had only been with the Little Highness for half a month, no matter how deep the feelings, how good could they be?
Someone went to ask, but the Little Highness only cried, intermittently saying, "You… return my Goddess sister… to me…"
"I'm sorry… I implicated you…"
"I shouldn't have thought about going out to play, I will stay in the palace properly, I will be obedient…"
"Goddess sister is gone, Wuwu…"
Goddess? Sister? Who is it?
The attendants were clueless, never having heard of such a person.
They had also never seen such a person by the Little Highness's side.
Could it be that the Little Highness is too weak, too sad, and mistaking dreams for reality, or having hallucinations?
Since that day, Little Minos hadn't slept well. He secretly wiped away tears every night. After listening to the attendants' words too much, he also suspected that he was having hallucinations.
— There was no Goddess sister in the world at all, everything was just a comfort he had imagined, and he had never stepped out of the gate of this palace.
One night in the middle of the night, Little Minos was still crying in a daze, but he saw Goddess sister again.
She smiled gently at him,
"Long time no see, Little Highness missed me?"
"I… am I dreaming… right?" He rubbed his eyes and choked, "I'm sorry, Goddess sister, I implicated you, I killed you…"
"Dead? I am a Goddess, how can a Goddess die so easily? Don't worry, I am still alive and well, if you don't believe me, touch my face."
The young man's eyes trembled slightly. He tentatively reached out and gently touched her face, as if touching a fragile and easily dispersed cloud. He quickly withdrew his hand after touching it, and the faint warmth and tenderness remaining between his fingers made his heart beat faster. He reached out and touched her cheek again—it was warm! Real!
He gently pinched it again.
"Hiss~ Ouch! Little Highness, be gentle."
The young man timidly withdrew his hand again and pinched his own thigh, Ouch! It hurts!
It's real!
He smiled through his tears.
He said with some grievance, "Goddess sister, where have you been these days? I miss you so much."
Sang Luo looked at him like this, and remembered Little Apple, subconsciously raising her hand to rub his head. After touching it, she felt a little strange, and coughed lightly to cover it up, "I had some things to deal with, don't worry, they are all dealt with."
In fact, Sang Luo wanted to avoid the Holy Ancestor. This morning she received news that the Holy Ancestor had gone into seclusion again, so she dared to reappear.
The young man did not ask her what she had done, and asked expectantly, "Goddess sister, can you stay by my side again?"
Sang Luo shook her head, "I came back this time to say goodbye to the Little Highness."
The young man was stunned.
Goodbye?
Goddess sister is leaving?
This time, she is really leaving…
When he vaguely guessed her identity, he knew there would be such a day, but Little Minos couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
He asked in a low voice, "Goddess sister, when are you leaving?"
Sang Luo looked at his reluctant appearance, pursed her lips, "The latest is the night after tomorrow."
Today, she wore a heavy cloak and robe, covering her arms and body tightly, because her limbs and most of her body had become transparent, and when the time came, she would have to leave.
The young man took a long time to accept this matter.
It's okay.
Don't be sad.
Goddess sister said that they will know each other in the future, he just needs to wait a little longer, a few more years, and he will see Goddess sister again…
"Can you come see me the night you leave?" He smiled, "I want to personally see Goddess sister off."
"Your body…"
"I can, can stand up!" As he said that, he was about to get out of bed, but almost fell to the ground.
Sang Luo watched with a start, telling him to rest well, "Don't worry, I will definitely come to see you before I leave."
"Okay, it's a deal!"
…
The night before leaving, Sang Luo arrived as promised.
Before she even approached the palace, she heard melodious piano music.
She teleported to the courtyard.
The night breeze was cool, and the moonlight was faint.
The young man sat on the stone steps, wearing a white robe, holding a white harp and playing quietly.
The hazy moonlight sprinkled down, like a god descending into the world, shining brightly, his whole body glowing.
Flowing notes leaped from his slender, pale fingers, without sadness, it was a farewell song.
Sang Luo held her breath, not daring to interrupt, she quietly sat on the stone steps beside him, until he finished playing a complete song.
"Goddess sister, you've come." The young man opened his blue eyes and looked at her gently.
Sang Luo smiled and nodded, "I didn't break my promise."
"I have a gift I want to give you."
Sang Luo saw him take out a portrait.
The person in the painting… is her?
"Thank you, Little Highness." Sang Luo stretched out her hand, but found that there was nothing in her sleeve.
Little Minos also saw this scene and was stunned.
A gust of wind blew past, and the robe, losing its support, spun and floated into the air. He staggered to his feet, wanting to grab a strand of hair that was about to dissipate.
Before this, Minos, like other angel clan members, never liked the black-haired beastmen, but at this moment, he felt that this strand of black hair was extremely beautiful, as beautiful as the deep and boundless night sky… and disappeared into the night sky…
Slowly, the young man stopped, and the sadness in his eyes turned into confusion.
He reached out and touched his wet cheeks, suddenly forgetting what he was here to do?
He looked down at the fallen frame on the ground and picked it up.
The painting was completely blank.
There was nothing.
Time will set everything right and erase the traces of the outsider's existence.
But thousands of years have passed, and he still couldn't forget her aura.
…
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