Chapter 420: Falling Ill
Yi Xing was scared out of his wits.
At that moment, he had no doubt that the young man would really kill him!
But, how could Yun Qi's strength be so great?!
Wasn't he supposed to be a good-for-nothing weakling that anyone could bully?!
"Get lost!"
The young man spat out a cold snort. Yi Xing scrambled up from the ground on all fours and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Yun Qi closed his eyes tightly, the veins on his forehead throbbing.
Fake jade…
Was he just a substitute, a piece of fake jade?
Summoned when needed, dismissed when not, a cheap imitation to be discarded at will!
Why would Her Highness's gaze never linger on him?
She had clearly said with her own mouth that she didn't care that he was a black fox. She had said so many gentle things to him. He had never been looked at with such focused and gentle eyes before. He remembered every word she had said.
She was the hope that allowed this weed growing in the mud of the abyss to forget the past and live towards the sun.
But just because he said a few bad things about his brother, she tore off that mask.
Which side was the real her?
Yun Qi didn't believe that everything he had gained was fake.
He wanted to know if Her Highness had even a shred of sincerity towards him!
The spring cold was still sharp. The young man's body already had underlying ailments from past abuse, and he hadn't recovered yet. In addition, he had stood outside the courtyard like a 'W望 wife stone' in the cold wind for two days, his face pale. He lightly coughed, clearly suffering from a cold.
This wasn't enough…
Not miserable enough…
That night, the moonlight was clear and lonely. The young man found a deserted place, took off all his clothes, and slowly walked into the river.
Yun Qi immersed himself in the cold water. The biting cold gradually devoured the warmth in his body. He clenched his teeth tightly, his face becoming paler, and his trembling body faintly turned bluish-purple. But the young man's eyes were full of lifelessness, and a flame of madness rose from the despair.
The river slowly swallowed him, sinking him to the riverbed.
The next morning.
Sang Luo and Yun Rong were discussing their trip to Xiangyi Mountain.
Yun Rong wanted to talk business with the master of Xiangyi Mountain. The Red Fox Clan leader happened to have some friendship with this master, and the two places were also close. Yun Rong wanted to use Princess Ji Wan to connect them.
Sang Luo was naturally willing to do him this favor and asked the clan leader to send a letter of recommendation to the mountain master.
Later, Yun Rong also said that he couldn't bear to be separated from her. He would be lonely and bored on the road alone, so he wanted to invite Sang Luo to go with him, just as a companion to travel and enjoy the scenery.
Sang Luo had been looking for clues about her true form these past few days, but she hadn't made any progress. Maybe her true form wasn't within the territory of the Red Fox Clan. It would be good to go out for a walk and relax. Maybe she would find something unexpectedly!
Sang Luo didn't refuse Yun Rong's suggestion.
After all, Yun Rong was also a distinguished guest of the princess's mansion. Sang Luo was too embarrassed to ask him for travel expenses, anyway, the princess didn't lack that money. But one thing Yun Qi said was true, Yun Rong, this young master of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, really didn't have much money on hand.
Sang Luo had been going out these days to look for clues, and Yun Rong always followed her. When buying something outside, Sang Luo basically paid for it. Looking at their way of getting along, it was estimated that Princess Ji Wan used to pay.
With Yan's filter in place, Sang Luo felt a little strange, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she felt a little pity for Yun Rong, this young master was really aggrieved.
"Wan'er, when shall we set off?" Yun Rong sat opposite Sang Luo, resting his face on his right hand, his fox eyes, which could look at even a dog with affection, gazing deeply at her, the enchanting corners of his eyes curving upwards, tempting people to be immersed in beauty, forgetting reason and thought.
Sang Luo, having seen many top-notch handsome guys, couldn't help but be struck by this beauty attack.
She calmed her mind, "How about tomorrow…"
Kong rushed in anxiously, "It's terrible, Your Highness, please go and see Young Master!"
Yun Rong recognized this little monkey, it was the servant that Yun Qi brought with him. He heard that he had rescued him on the way back to his main family, and he was very loyal to Yun Qi. He put down the cold tea in his hand and said slowly, "What's all the fuss about? Really no manners, making Her Highness laugh. My brother's servants brought from the countryside are always ignorant."
Kong knelt on the ground with a thud, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was too anxious, but Young Master he really… he…"
Sang Luo helped him up, "What happened, tell me patiently."
"Young Master contracted a cold a few days ago, and his body hasn't been well. Last night his condition worsened. This morning when I found him, Young Master was unconscious, his condition was very bad, please go and see!"
Sang Luo didn't even have time to put on her coat, she got up and rushed over.
Yun Rong hurriedly said, "Your Highness, what you promised me…"
"I'll go see Yun Qi first, I'll be back in a while."
Isn't it just a cold? It won't kill anyone. Yun Rong frowned unhappily, and wanted to say something to stop her, but Sang Luo had already disappeared.
In such a hurried state, she probably didn't even realize how worried she was in her heart.
The smile on Yun Rong's lips disappeared, staring in the direction Sang Luo left, thoughtfully.
…
Plum Blossom Garden.
The young man lay on the bed, wearing only a white inner garment, half of the quilt hanging on the ground, the collar messy and half-open, revealing a small piece of porcelain-white chest, sweat-stained black hair covering his delicate and beautiful eyebrows, his face flushed and hot, his whole body seemed to be emitting heat.
Sang Luo sat by the bed, holding his hand, but it was icy cold.
The young man seemed to be trapped in a nightmare he couldn't wake up from, his brows tightly furrowed, his pink and dry lips slightly parted, softly murmuring something, a vague and unclear delirium.
When Sang Luo leaned closer, she could barely hear him saying,
"Your Highness… don't leave me…"
"Don't… don't want me…"
Her heart was shocked and felt a pang of sourness, "I don't not want you."
The young man's murmuring voice carried sobs, his slender and curled eyelashes were wet, and tears slid down his face. Fragile, sad, extremely lovable.
"I don't have a home anymore…"
"It was Your Highness who gave me a new home… don't kick me out…"
"Don't abandon me…"
"I am Your Highness's person… Your Highness, is mine…"
Sang Luo lowered herself and hugged the young man's waist, resting her head on his chest, closing her eyes and softly murmuring, "I never said I didn't want you, and I don't know what to do anymore, I shouldn't have had so much contact with you."
"Perhaps from the beginning, I shouldn't have noticed you, and spent so much time with you, so many things happened during that time…"
"I actually like you very much."
Sang Luo's eyes slowly became moist, unable to deceive herself any longer, Yun Qi was special in her heart.
She was precisely aware of this, so she deliberately neglected him these days, otherwise, when the day of true departure came, it would only make this regret completely imprinted in her heart, becoming a difficult to heal wound.
She and Yun Qi were ultimately not people from the same time and space.
They were destined to separate, a long pain is worse than a short one.
The young man opened his eyes at some point, his palm stroking her back,
His voice was hoarse, "Your Highness, is this your true heart?"
