Young Prime Minister, a Hermit

Chapter 166

I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The originally glaring red now somehow seemed to carry a touch of warmth and celebration. I said, "Chifei, stop being so stubborn. Kindness isn't some heinous crime."

Chi Fei snorted, his face no longer calm, but rather showing a hint of annoyance and frustration: "Don't thank me too soon. Do you know how embarrassing your situation is right now?"

I sighed, my relaxed mood completely gone: "I know, go ahead and tell me, I can handle it."

Chi Fei shook his two fiery red wings before saying, "First of all, Lin Yu's body cannot be used for the time being."

Temporarily? I was somewhat surprised: "Shouldn't it have been destroyed long ago, in the past five years?"

“I can’t tell you these things,” Chi Fei said calmly. “You will know in the future.” He paused, then continued, “I can’t find a body with a suitable magnetic field for you right now, so you must return to the continent of Ishu in the form of Ling Jialan.”

I was slightly surprised, but not shocked, so I just urged him to continue with a puzzled expression.

Chi Fei frowned slightly: "Aren't you afraid? Or do you still not understand? You are going to return to the continent of Yixiu in your true body, back to that war-torn and chaotic world. Even the moment you return, you can't guarantee that you will land near Feng Yihan, or that he will recognize you. No one will protect you, no one will take care of you, and you... might even die."

Chifei looked at me with an expression of utter disbelief, even though I had remained completely calm throughout: "Don't you understand? You will die. This time it's not just a separation of body and soul, but true death. Even I can't save you! And yet you still choose to go back."

Chi Fei spoke loudly, then realized he had been too agitated. After a moment's thought, he calmed down and smiled, "Actually, your husband in this world is quite good. Han Fei is a man of exceptional quality. Does it really have to be Feng Yihan? Have you ever thought that after five years apart, with everything changed, will he still be able to find the same excitement and hope in you as before? Lin Yu, are you just being persistent for the sake of persistence, and ultimately missing out on your own happiness?"

Actually, I've been thinking about Chi Fei's problem for a very, very long time in that world. From the moment I woke up and walked down the aisle again, until Xu Lie held me tightly in the bridal chamber without saying a word, I've been thinking about it constantly. But... there's no answer!

I gave a helpless, bitter smile: "I don't know. I've hurt so many people and endured so much pain, and I still don't know if the outcome will be as I wish. But it's not that I haven't tried. When I had amnesia and when my memory returned, I tried my best to choose a peaceful and happy life, but in the end, I ended up on this thorny path."

"Chifei, you don't understand." I spread my hands, looking at my transparent palms, and for a moment, my sorrowful yet beautiful smile was reflected in a mirror. Once, I had also spread my hands like this in front of him, vowing with a heart full of anguish to protect everyone around me. Times have changed, and the world has turned upside down. My state of mind is completely different from back then, but that unwavering desire to protect has never changed.

“Actually, I don’t understand either.” I heard my own voice, gentle and clear as water. “It’s just that some people, you can’t explain what makes them special, but no one can replace them.”

Chi Fei stared at me quietly for a long time, and finally couldn't help but chuckle: "I should have known you were someone who was headed for a dead end, why did I waste so much time talking to you?"

"Let's get back to the main point," Chi Fei said solemnly. "The conditions for time travel are exactly the same as before. Using moonlight as the medium, seven days in ancient times equal one night in modern times. After seven days, modern time begins to flow; once it exceeds twenty-two days, there's no going back... But there's one thing you must remember: I can cast spells to protect your physical body, but my abilities are ultimately limited. You can't travel back and forth in the spacetime rift forever. So, you only have three months..."

Chi Fei's slow, deliberate warning, and his deep voice reminded me of Zi Mo's solemn expression back then, and my heart softened. Even the consequences he spoke of no longer seemed so terrible: "Within three months, I will try my best to slow down or even stop the changes in your body in ancient times, and you must find a body that is compatible with you."

I asked in surprise, "How do I know if that body is compatible with mine?"

Chi Fei smiled, but there was no real smile in his eyes: "If the water chains emit a purple light when you approach a lifeless body, it proves that you are compatible with her. You must find a host within three months and exchange your water chains. Otherwise..."

I couldn't help but ask, "Otherwise what?"

Chifei looked at me and answered slowly and deliberately, “Otherwise you will age overnight. As for whether you will stay at thirty, forty, or eighty years old, no one can predict. Moreover, your soul can never enter another body.”

A bittersweet tremor ran through me, but not fear. I sighed and nodded, "I understand."

Chifei looked at me, hesitant to speak, and finally sighed, "Galan, you must be strong enough to withstand any storm. I will do everything I can to protect you and help you until the end of your life."

I smiled calmly and opened my arms, as if to embrace him, awaiting the merging of our two souls. The past churned before me, the future shrouded in mist; I was afraid, I hesitated. Yet, even with this profound fear and hesitation, I would steadfastly continue. Because I knew that at the end of the road, someone would be waiting for me silently at a lonely, quiet corner, waiting for me to take their hand…

Xiao Yi

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Chapter 32 Prince Izumo (Part 1)

Chapter 32 Prince Izumo (Part 1)

When I woke up, I felt shivering with cold, the sky above me was gray, and my body was being tossed around. My brain seemed to be frozen, and my body was stiff and numb. I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Suddenly, a faint sound reached my ears, indistinct amidst the whistling wind, and I couldn't even discern where it was coming from. I strained my ears and managed to make out a little bit.

"Does young master still intend to help Feng Yin?"

"...He is unrighteous, so I cannot be unrighteous. Moreover, if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. If the wind is gone, how can the clouds ever have peace?"

"But... young master, the one in power in Fengyin is no longer Prime Minister Qin. Everyone can see Emperor Feng's ambition. If we help him escape this predicament, he might just discard us like a dog after he has taken over Jinyao!"

"You don't need to say anything more, I have my own plans. The Wind Emperor... the Wind Emperor... is nothing more than..."

With a loud bang, it sounded like a fist hitting a wooden board. Though heavy, it wasn't earth-shattering, but I felt a violent jolt throughout my body, like rice grains in a sieve being shaken a few times, almost jumping out.

I turned my stiff neck to look, and all I could see was the snow-covered earth below. The scenery seemed to be receding, swaying and moving backward. I couldn't help but let out a startled cry, finally realizing what the problem was.

I was lying in mid-air, on top of a carriage traveling in the freezing cold. No wonder I felt cold, no wonder my body was constantly swaying and shaking, and no wonder I instinctively felt danger and dared not move.

With a sharp screech of brakes, the horse-drawn carriage wheels screeched against the snow for a long time before finally coming to a stop. At the last second, I grabbed the corner of the carriage and barely managed to avoid falling off.

A sharp shout rang out from inside the carriage: "Who?!"

I tried to speak, shivering, but felt as if my throat was frozen. I suppose that was to be expected; it was a warm October, and I was only wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and thin jeans in this freezing weather. It would be strange if I didn't freeze to death.

My body stiffened and I was dragged into the carriage without any resistance. The carriage was spacious and warm, as if a heater had been lit in some hidden place. Being thrown into the carriage without any mercy, the huge temperature difference made my teeth grind and I couldn't help but let out a low groan.

"Who are you?" Just as I was imagining myself looking utterly pathetic, a commanding voice rang out from above, "Who sent you to follow us?"

I was still enjoying the warmth and making self-deprecating jokes when I received a hard kick to the stomach: "Didn't you hear our young master asking you a question?"

I curled up in pain, my internal organs feeling like they were churning. In that instant, I realized that Lin Jialan and Qin Luo's bodies were fundamentally different. Although Qin Luo was physically weak, he was used to pain, while Lin Jialan had been pampered since childhood. Even if she had some sorrow, it was nothing more than the melancholy of a young girl.

I didn't want to be hit a second time, and probably because I'd been frozen for too long, my mind was a bit hazy, like my head was stuffed with a lump of paste that was slowly expanding because of the heat and would eventually fill my entire head. I struggled to lift my head and vaguely caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette flickering before my eyes. I shook my head violently, and the face finally became clear in my vision.

The man was as tall as a dart pole, with a high nose, a broad forehead, and a handsome face with large ears. Yet, he had a face with delicate, flawless white skin, and a pair of deep-set eyes that gleamed with a cold, tea-gold light as he stared at me.

That face looks so familiar! I'm sure I've seen it somewhere before, but my mind is too foggy. I stared at him for a long time, but I just couldn't remember. Then, a murderous glint appeared in the man's tea-gold eyes, and I shuddered. I remembered they had just been talking about Feng Yin and Chu Yun, and suddenly it all clicked.

On the continent of Ishu, only one place has people with tea-gold eyes. Legend has it that tea-gold is the color of demons, and the people of Ishu believe it's because they don't trust the goddess. But I, as Lin Yu, once praised those eyes; they were indeed beautiful, a blend of Western wildness and Eastern handsomeness.