Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Departure

“Presumptuous! You go out.” With a low reprimand, the tears in her eyes finally fell, and she dashed out the door.

After a short while, the house regained its tranquility. The slightest white smoke slowly encircled the body, and his face gradually turned pale. The mood in his eyes was inexplicable. He reached his hand and touched his own cheek, exhibiting the elegant smile he usually liked to show. Although it was bitter, he still felt content.

Since it was the aspiration of the heart and the thing he’s infatuated with before, how can he ignore it?

Besides—he had never regretted anything.

The somewhat constrained gaze revealed no regret. He knew from the start that there was only Feng Si Lian in the man’s heart and no one else, but he had already fallen, and he had no remorse or complaints in the end.

“It’s time to wake up, why are you still clinging to the past?” His long hair dangled in front of his eyes, covering everything in front of him as he leaned his head lightly on the lying person’s chest. His smile was so bitter and lost, “Are you the stupid one or am I just crazy…”

Closing his eyes, the smoke became more intense.

…..

The woman dressed as a servant boy and I just stood in a stalemate like this, perhaps because I was afraid of being deceived. What if the hostages in the hands of both parties were injured in the slightest.

Damn, how could I be so careless!

“My lord, are you still not willing to let go of the past?” The person who came was wearing white clothes and was dragging it to the ground. His eyebrows were like a distant mountain and his hair was ink black. His lips were light, and his voice was just as elegant, but—”Who are you?” Why does he look a bit like Si Ran? But Si Ran is not as tall as him… Er.. this person is even taller than me, and, ah… No. Si Ran is right in front of me.

“Gu Qingheng.” He said.

Gu Qingheng…Qingheng. His name sounds familiar, but I don’t remember him at all.

The man who claimed to be Gu Qingheng frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pressed his chest, as if trying to restrain something. Finally, he grabbed my hand. I wanted to break free, however I couldn’t, so I had no choice but to let him pull me….pull me out of my own body?! What’s going on…… 

Looking at the people again, it seemed that they hadn’t noticed anything when I was dragged out in thin air. Or, perhaps, there was really no presence of me in their eyes, only the boy who held the sword in his hand frowning tightly.

“My lord, the old friend is already deceased. The old things are hard to catch up with, why should you be so persistent.” Qingheng said, as if I was a child who did something wrong, it was annoying.

“Enough!” I stopped him, frowned and growled, spitting out all the dissatisfaction in my heart, “Gu Qingheng, who are you to this Lord? Are you even qualified!”

The things around us continued. He opened his mouth yet no words were said and finally lowered his eyes, staying silent.

“You are Gu Qingheng, Qinglian’s future husband! I don’t care about your affairs, and on the contrary, you have no right to intervene in mine! What old friend’s past is hard to catch up with, and what morals and ethics have nothing to do with me. What about persistence? I just want to meet Si Ran… It doesn’t matter if it’s illusory! I just want to look at him every day just like this… What’s wrong with that!” I said coldly, expressing my long-suppressed feelings, “It’s you who made me forget the person I should have never forgotten in my life!”

“Ziqing…” He pursed his lips, opened his mouth yet was still a little hesitant. After a long while, he finally said, “I have been ordered by His Majesty to take you out of the virtual realm, and also ask me to accompany you out. Please don’t be difficult.”

“You’re still so stubborn, nothing has changed…” I looked at him and let go of this excessive and impulsive temper. I glanced at the already rescued Si Ran and sighed, “I’m Feng Ziqing and I’ve never begged anyone in my life. However I am begging you now, let me stay, okay?”

“No.” Without thinking, he answered sternly.

Before his words fell, my face already turned sullen. Since he’s being difficult, I’ll just use force. However, I was immediately restrained by Qingheng’s mantra. I thought of ways to get rid of it  however I couldn’t move an inch and even speak. I was anxious. I couldn’t do anything but glare at him.  I could only watch the illusion slowly fade away as he held me. I stared at the pale shadow with great reluctance, and only smiled faintly until it disappeared in my eyes.

Si Ran…

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a snow gauze curtain hanging above, a vermilion wooden window and door frames, and smoke exuding sandalwood aroma. I massaged my forehead, feeling somewhat weary and was about to get up when I realized that someone was pressing on me. I looked up and saw that Qingheng had fallen asleep on my chest, my old face turned red unconsciously, and my mind was full of thoughts.

Qingheng was holding my hand with a faint smile hanging on his lips looking very satisfied, but his sleeping position was making things tough for me. I wanted to get up but couldn’t. I decided not to bother him and simply waited for him to wake up. I gazed at his face subconsciously and rather became perplexed. I always felt that I was neglecting something important.

Maybe because it was too quiet or I am just a little tired, I actually fell asleep. When I woke up again, all I saw was Qingheng approaching from outside the door. He was dressed in white and held a bowl in his hand, his small lips pursed. He didn’t have a smile on his face, his eyes were squinting as if he was thinking about something, and he was clearly distracted. When he raised his gaze and saw me, he was stunned at first, but quickly returned to his former indifference.

“Qingheng.” I smiled and called his name, but was only answered with a faint hum.

“My lord, you can go home after drinking this medicine.” He then handed the bowl of medicine in his hand to me.

I was stunned, looked at the pitch-black concoction with a bitter face, swallowed my saliva and pushed the medicine aside. “Qingheng, look, I’m fine. Nothing’s wrong with me. This medicine……shouldn’t be necessary, right?”

I, Prince of Xiang, am not afraid of anything. But I am only afraid of suffering alone, especially suffering alone from drinking this bitter medicine.

Qingheng thought for a while, and put the medicine on the side table. “Since the Lord is no longer in serious trouble, please go back.”

“Ah?” I was stunned, “Then if I drink this medicine, can I stay?”

“Since the lord is no longer in grave danger, then go back to the mansion. Qingheng’s place is too small to accommodate the Lord.” Qingheng remarked, his words thorny.

Strange, when did I provoke Qingheng again? This was a completely different person from the one who was just resting on my chest. Could that have been a dream and this was the reality?

Alas, the gap between the dream and the reality was too big. I was unable to accept it for a while…

“So heartless…” I sighed sincerely, full of disappointment.

However Qingheng only snorted. “The lord flatters me.”

Qingheng, it wasn’t a compliment. 

I got up, put on the coat placed at the head of the bed, smiled and said goodbye.

“Qingheng, if you have time, come to my house, don’t you like clean places? My place is much cleaner than yours.”

After all, only I and Xiao Xing resided in the huge Prince Xiang palace.

“My Lord,” Qingheng stopped me, took out a wedding invitation from his sleeve and handed it over. It was pure red and very dazzling. Although I knew this would happen sooner or later, I couldn’t help but tremble, and the smile on my lips was difficult to maintain, “The day after tomorrow is a rare and auspicious day. I will be married to Lian’er. I hope that the Lord can come and congratulate us.”