Just then, footsteps approached.
Nan Xuzong turned his head and saw that it was Huangfu Xuan. Huangfu Xuan's face was very calm. He walked over and said, "Let's go inside and talk."
Nan Xuzong turned around and followed him inside.
After settling down, Huangfu Xuan took out a letter from his robes and placed it on the desk. "Tomorrow, the Queen of the Journey to the West challenges you to a duel."
"What?" Nan Xuzong was taken aback! The Queen of the Western Regions...is that her?
Nan Xuzong picked up the folded document with trembling hands, opened it, and read: "Queen of the Journey to the West, Ling."
It's not her name.
Since the war began, it has been rumored that the Queen of the Western Regions was stunningly beautiful and wore a white veil when accompanying the king on campaigns.
It is said that the Queen of the Western Regions wished to drink the blood of virgins every day to maintain her beauty, so the King of the Western Regions killed three virgins every day to provide for the Queen's needs.
It is said that the King of the Western Regions never left the Queen's side, and that he always handled state affairs and lived with her.
Legend has it that the Queen of the Western Regions possessed stunningly beautiful, blood-red, bewitching eyes, which greatly pleased the King of the Western Regions.
No one knows where she came from; the king of the Western Regions called her the Spirit Queen, meaning an immortal goddess.
The people of the Western Regions only knew that there was such a queen.
Nan Xuzong was lost in thought. Ji Wushang had disappeared, and he had told others that she had fallen ill and gone to the mountains for treatment.
Everything proceeded relatively smoothly, without anyone noticing.
But my heart remained low, very low.
Tomorrow, I'll actually see her?
Tomorrow, will everything end?
I originally thought everything would end on July 14th, but now, unexpectedly, it's already the end of October. Time has given me more than three extra months!
“She’s not the same person she used to be,” Huangfu Xuan said. “I told you before that you and she should break up sooner rather than later. Now, she’s become another woman’s queen and is going to fight you. She can fight, but what about you?”
“My affairs are none of your business!” Nan Xuzong turned to look at him. “Thank you.”
"Think it over carefully yourself! Since tomorrow is going to be a fierce battle, I will go all out!" Huangfu Xuan said, immediately sitting down and starting to talk about defenses and so on.
He knew that Nan Xuzong would definitely hear him, so he didn't care what Nan Xuzong was thinking and just kept talking.
The candlelight had burned down to more than half its original length, and Huangfu Xuan, his mouth dry, put the map away. "Just do it this way!"
"Alright." Nan Xuzong nodded expressionlessly. "Third Imperial Brother."
"Speak," Huangfu Xuan said, looking at him.
"Where is Bei Gongminhao?" Nan Xuzong asked. Did he know about the things he had entrusted to him? Had he come?
"I'm here." Beigong Minhao walked in from outside, his tall figure making him even more handsome and dashing.
"You two talk," Huangfu Xuan glanced at them, "Just don't mess things up tomorrow!" With that, he immediately left.
Nan Xuzong looked at Beigong Minhao, sighed inwardly, and handed him the memorial in his hand.
After reading it, Beigong Minhao put the document down. "So you still mean to collect your body?"
"Hehe, hehe!" Nan Xuzong sneered as he listened. He looked at Bei Gongminhao, tears welling up in his eyes. Bei Gongminhao closed his eyes and sat down in the chair.
"Yes, collect my body." Nan Xuzong suddenly closed his eyes. "If I can't help but kill her, you must stop me!"
"You can't control your will?" Beigong Minhao opened his eyes.
"If the Demon Lord is born, does that mean the God of War can't be resurrected?" Nan Xuzong sneered. "That's a matter of mutual generation and restraint, love... and also killing!"
Beigong Minhao was stunned. "Is there absolutely no chance of any turnaround?"
“Absolutely not.” Nan Xuzong smiled. “She needs an immortal heart to fill the void in her Heartless Gu. I’ll give it to her.”
Beigong Minhao remained silent.
"Do you know what Master saw when he led me into the stone chamber?" Nan Xuzong asked, looking at him.
"What?" Beigong Minhao pursed his lips.
...
☆、296 If there is an afterlife, we will definitely be husband and wife again! (Must read!)
“I saw the past between her and me, and now, there is only—no future.” Nan Xuzong stood in the night wind, looking at the camp opposite him. The camp was so bright, and the flames there, with their unique exotic flavor, kept dancing, dancing, and burning in his heart.
"Past, present, but no future, then what did you persist in?" Beigong Minhao stepped forward and stood beside him. "Since there is no future, why did you persist?!" Wasn't he mocking himself?
“That’s because I wanted to create a future that belonged to her and me… But in the end, I couldn’t defy fate. I wanted to go against the heavens, but I didn’t have the ability to reach the heavens. Everything still proceeded along the original trajectory.” Nan Xuzong told Bei Gongminhao all about the paintings he had seen on the stone wall. Bei Gongminhao couldn’t help but tremble as he listened.
“…If I were you, I would do the same!” Beigong Minhao sighed after a long silence.
"Heh!" Nan Xuzong chuckled bitterly. "What I worried about and what I feared has all happened... I've lived three more months than I should have, that's enough."
"What I don't understand is, how do you know she's afflicted with the Heartless Gu, yet you're going to give her your heart?" Bei Gongminhao changed the subject and asked.
"Because, when I went to the top of the snow mountain with her, I met the Snow Mountain Elder. The Snow Mountain Elder, my master, and Abbess Jingni are from the same school. The Snow Mountain Elder also advised me to separate from her and gave me the Water of Forgetfulness. He said that my heart is immortal. Originally, the Demon Lord would not be awakened in her body until the 14th of July, but it was brought forward. There is only one reason for this: the Heartless Gu has eaten away at her heart, making her forget herself."
If he had no heart, how could he still be alive? And...
"How do you plan to give her your heart?" Beigong Minhao asked in a deep voice.
"I have my own way, but we must first join forces to kill the King of the Western Regions!" Nan Xuzong's anger was on full display!
Bei Gongminhao remained silent. Yi Yunshangcheng... was just a pitiful person! Someone as pitiful as himself! He had actually spared him... and he couldn't bring himself to do it!
Seeing his silence, Nan Xuzong looked at the night sky for a long time before finally suppressing his anger.
"Do you still remember the promise we made?" Nan Xuzong turned around to face him.
"I remember," Beigong Minhao murmured. "How could I forget something so important?"
"That's good." Nan Xuzong took out a red medicine bottle from his pocket. "This is the Water of Forgetfulness."
Bei Gongminhao immediately understood that he had discussed this matter with him before... If Ji Wushang returned and found that Nan Xuzong was no longer there, it would be too painful. The Forget-Me-Not Water would be enough to make her forget her past with Nan Xuzong.
Beigong Minhao silently accepted the Forget-Me-Not Water.
Nan Xuzong took out two more letters from his pocket and handed them to Beigong Minhao. "One letter is for you, and the other is for her. Read them after I die." He looked at him with a sorrowful gaze, as if giving his last words.
Beigong Minhao remained silent, sighed inwardly, and finally accepted it.
“I believe you can take good care of her for me.” Nan Xuzong turned around, facing the distant moon and night. “She is more suitable for you.”
“I promised you before, and I promise you again now,” Beigong Minhao said.
"Okay." Nan Xuzong smiled. "You're a true brother."
Bei Gongminhao pursed his lips and remained silent. He had already burdened him with too much; what kind of good brother was he? Oh well. Thinking of how Nan Xuzong had endured just as much as he had, and how tormented he was, Bei Gongminhao sighed and shook his head inwardly.
“Treat her child well…” Nan Xuzong hesitated, his words caught in his throat, but he still managed to say it, “I…I wish you well…” He turned his face away, “I hope you can treat the child as your own.”
"Okay." Bei Gongminhao choked up after a long silence. He knew that Nan Xuzong had always longed to have a child with Ji Wushang, but he never imagined that she was now pregnant with someone else's child!
What a cruel twist of fate!
Nan Xuzong closed his eyes and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes without leaving a trace. "Don't let her be sad, don't let her carry too much. Her mind is extremely simple. All she wants is peace and quiet, but she is bound by the past. So, you should stay by her side often and spend more time with her."
"……good."
"She's been living a very tiring life with me. I hope you'll take good care of her and make her life a little easier. If I die, please tell the Crown Prince my wishes and ask him to... request my father to grant the title of Prince Zong. If I don't see her, I won't miss her." She'll forget...
"good."
“You should revert to your status as the Crown Prince! The Prince and Princess of Zhenbei miss you dearly. Now that Jueshi and Muchen have gone to Wudang Mountain, the Zhenbei Prince’s Mansion is in your hands.” Nan Xuzong said, “I am ashamed to say that I, Nan Xuzong, have not fulfilled my filial duties. Although my father has given up the opium, he has been seduced by the concubines again.”
"Let them deal with the affairs of the harem themselves!" Bei Gongminhao said. "But I will listen to you and return to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion!"
“Very good, very good.” Nan Xuzong nodded with satisfaction. “Then there is no regret.” He glanced at Bei Gongminhao. “I still have some things I want to say, all of which are in the letter. You can open it and read it after I die. Also, give the letter to her.”
"Um."
"If she can't hold on, remember, use the Forget-Me-Not Potion," Nan Xuzong said. "She likes to eat lotus seed soup every night; you can learn to make it for her." The implication was that he was teaching Bei Gongminhao how to win Ji Wushang's heart! If she couldn't bear the torment and missed Nan Xuzong too much, then Bei Gongminhao could put the Forget-Me-Not Potion in her lotus seed soup, ending everything between Nan Xuzong and her.
Beigong Minhao paused for a moment, but then nodded, "I will."
"Hehe, very good, very good." Nan Xuzong smiled and turned around. He went inside. "Go and rest! I'm leaving everything to you."
Beigong Minhao watched his departing figure, standing there for a long time.
He suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth turning up.
This isn't necessarily a good thing. How cruel and innocent Nan Xuzong was to hurt himself back then... Wouldn't it be better if everything ended tomorrow?
only……
Life is ultimately a cycle of one person crying inside the wall, and then another crying outside the wall.
Fate is so cruel, it makes one weep until one's hair turns white and one's face turns black with worry.
The wind blew even harder, and the soldiers of both armies trembled as they listened to the howling and wailing outside.
Nan Xuzong didn't sleep a wink all night. He sat blankly on the high haystack, drinking pot after pot of wine. It was the first time he had drunk wine since Ji Wushang left.
He desperately wanted to get drunk, but his mind was clearer than ever before.
When a person is most lucid, he will know everything about reality: joys and sorrows, the waxing and waning of the moon, gains and losses, life and death. All fantasies cannot be realized, and he will fall into endless pain, unable to extricate himself.
Therefore, some people say that the rare thing in life is to be confused, and that the best life is seven parts sobriety and three parts intoxication.
Nan Xuzong sneered.
This month is really cold and incomplete.
Beigong Minhao watched Nan Xuzong from afar, who was standing there in a daze, and he himself stood there all night.
In the distance, the tent was also brightly lit. Ji Wushang walked into the tent from the outside and saw Yi Yunshang sitting at his desk, playing with a jade hairpin in his hand. Ji Wushang's eyes darkened as he looked at it. "Whose jade hairpin is this?"
This looks so familiar. The phoenix on it is so lifelike, as if it is about to spread its wings and fly!
"This, this is..." Yi Yun Shangcheng looked at her, realizing that she shouldn't have taken it out to look at. She was just here to study it. The Nine-Bend Heavenly Palace, a sacred artifact of the Western Regions, was opened with the help of this phoenix jade hairpin. She wondered what kind of secrets it contained.
I never expected Ji Wushang to arrive so quietly! Does her martial arts rely entirely on the Demon Lord's activated abilities?
"Is this for me?" Ji Wushang stepped forward, a smile playing on his lips. "I like it very much, thank you."