C17 An old friend or a masked acquaintance(1)

The sun was high in the sky, and the clouds were still high in the sky. The sky was blue and clear. She walked very slowly, with Qiongying following behind her. There were no longer any people following her.

"Mistress, do you think the Sixth Prince's illness can be cured?" Jean Ying walked behind the cloud and looked at her.

Yun Duan's footsteps paused slightly before he emotionlessly replied, "I don't know!"

Whether it was fate or fate, she really didn't know.

Qiong Ying was slightly worried. She took a glance at the clouds, then looked at the bluestone ground under her feet, and unconsciously clenched her hands tightly.

Yun Duan looked to the side and opened her mouth after thinking for a moment, "What is it? Is the life and death of the Sixth Prince very important to you? "

She shook her head in a panic and moved to kneel down. However, Yun Duan's eyes flashed and reached out her hand to stop her actions.

"Qiongying!" Her voice was very quiet.

She looked at the clouds with tears in her eyes and said timidly, "Mistress, I was wrong!"

With a slight smile, she let go of her and walked straight ahead.

"I know what you're thinking!"

Qiong Ying was shocked. Her small hands began to twitch uneasily.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine!" Yun Duan gave an ambiguous answer.

Qiong Ying was startled. She did not seem to understand, but she did not dare to guess what Yun Duan was thinking. She had no choice but to follow suit with her head lowered.

When they reached the busy palace, the servants seemed to know that she was leaving and had long been waiting in front of the palace. "Good morning, Third King Ji!"

Yun Duan waved his hand. "Where is your master?"

"Master is in the hall!"

After entering, she looked around and saw a thick curtain covering the bed. She narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Open the window a bit!"

The servant girl in front was stunned, her head lowered: "Wang Ji, Prince's illness cannot be affected by the wind!"

"That curtain is so thick, do you think you can get in it? Or are you preparing to kill your Prince here? "

As soon as these words were spoken, all of the servants kneeling on the floor immediately said, "Don't be angry, third prince Ji, let the servants open it!"

Yun Duan coldly snorted, "You're all so unwilling. Others might think that I'm forcing you all to open the windows when they hear this!"

"Your servant is terrified!"

"Sister, don't make things difficult for them. They're doing this for my own good!" The sound of the busy road came out from the curtain, along with a few coughs.

Yun Duan frowned and sent a servant girl flying with a kick, "Why aren't you leaving? There's no fresh air in the room. Is this how you take care of people?"

The maidservants' bodies trembled, and they swiftly got up to open the windows.

Yun Duan let out a cold snort, opened the curtain and walked in.

Zhang Zian leaned on the bed, his face pale and haggard. He smiled and said, "Sister, don't be angry. They are afraid that I will be blown away by the wind!"

Yun Duan looked at him and sat on a stool. "There is no ventilation in the room. The illness must be worse in the long run!"

"Sister, I've told you before, this is not an illness, it's fate. When the time comes, we have to leave!"

Yun Duan knit his brows tightly together. He extended his hand and touched his forehead. It was not hot but was rather icy. "Why is it so cold?"

The gazes of the people on the road were slightly lowered, as if they had already accepted their fate.

"I've already gotten used to it. Actually, it's not that cold either!" It's good to get used to it.

Yun Duan swept her gaze behind her. Qiong Ying was standing by the side with her head lowered. She thought for a while and asked, "Where's the wooden clothes?" This question was very complicated.

"It should be a martial arts practice!" Ye Chong was shocked, and pointed outside with his chin: "It should be a martial arts practice!"

Cultivating martial arts at this time of the day?

"Qiongying, go!"

Qiong Ying was stunned for a moment. She did not understand what Yun Duan had said. "Master, where are we going?"

Yun Duan's brows twitched. This girl must be playing with her. She's already displayed it to such an extent … Could it be that she couldn't see through it?

"Go find the wood clothes!"

Qiong Ying's large eyes, which were filled with tears, suddenly lit up. She seemed to think that her reaction was too big as she quickly lowered her head and replied with a slightly agitated voice, "Yes!"

Looking at Qiong Ying, who was running away, he asked, "Sister, this is?"

Yun Duan laughed. "Can't you tell?"

This?

He had never been involved in matters of the heart. Moreover, this illness did not allow him to have any feelings, so he had always been slow in this aspect.

"Both Mu Yi and Qiong Ying are interested, so I decided to play along!"

"Heh, heh, heh, heh." With a violent cough, his face turned from pale to scarlet and back again.

Yun Duan got up and gently caressed his back. With some heartache, he asked, "Is there really nothing Emperor Chen can do about this?"

After he calmed down, he felt his body relax and leaned against the cloud. His sister's embrace was still the same as he remembered. Although it was small at that time, he still felt very warm.

"There's no other way!"

Yun Duan sighed. "Then the doctors must have a theory, right?"

"If the doctors had a way, I wouldn't stay like this forever. Sister, this is fate!"

"Do you want some water?"

Yun Duan took a handkerchief and carefully wiped away the sweat on his forehead. He was only so young, yet he had to endure such pain. It was truly torture.

"Sister, I have something to tell you today!"

Yun Duan lightly patted her back, just like when she was young, he would always coquettishly lean into her embrace. Now that she thought about it, only those days were the happiest.

"No rush, speak slowly!"

"Prince Zhong came yesterday. He said that there might be something strange happening in the imperial court a few days ago!"

Yun Duan raised his eyebrows. Prince Chong?

"You mean only Long Wind?"

He felt that it was good to be lying in Yun Duan's embrace. Furthermore, Yun Duan didn't push him away, so he felt that he didn't want to get up.

"Sister knows Wei?"

"Un, I've met him before, so I'm not familiar with him!"

"Could it be because of the arrival of the envoys from the Divine Mountain that something happened?"

"I don't know if anything has happened to him. He has been active in the previous dynasty, so we should know about it before we do. Since he said it, something will definitely happen!"

This Yun Duan didn't really care about it. Emperor Chen hadn't died yet, and moreover, based on the strength he threw her out that day, he would probably be able to hold on for a few more years.

When he was on the verge of death, he could push her away. Facing this Myriad Empire that was so big that everyone wanted to crazily seize it, he wanted her to face a pile of mess. All of his direct blood vessels were dead, and if there was only one thing to do, he might have already given up.

If that was the case, it would be too sad.

Or could it be that at the very end, such a huge Thousand Empire Mountain would end up in the hands of a vile spawn like her?

Is it possible?

Emperor Chen would not give in so easily. Even if he was already considered to have no more successors, with his personality, how could he let her easily sit in that position?

"Sister, you must always be more careful. Since I have already become like this, no one will blame me anymore. But now that you're back, the entire God Realm will probably be in great turmoil again!"

Yun Duan patted the busy road gently and said in a faint voice, "It's fine, I know what to do!"

During these three hundred years, many powers wanted to find her. The closer they got to her, the more they wanted to find her. With each and every loss of the Emperor's son, the various powers' desire to kill her intensified.

However, no one expected that she would be in such a desolate place. Over the past three hundred years, she hadn't died completely. No one knew whether Emperor Chen had breathed a sigh of relief or not.

However, based on the situation he was in, he should be relieved. After all, she had called out to his father for so long. No matter what, she was the child of his most beloved woman.

It didn't matter if she hated it or not, but she had come back anyway, so she said that anything could happen when people were going through ups and downs.

"Do you wear the longevity lock properly?" Lu Li picked himself up from the cloud. His body was really weak, there wasn't much meat left, and Yun Duan's bones were all broken.

"Wear it!"

"Then that's good, this Life Opening Lock must not leave your body, not even for a moment!"

Yun Duan blinked and asked, "Why?"

She did not believe in this, and she did not need this to protect her life. If she were to die, she would have died in the mountains, so how could she return alive?

"Sister!" Yun Duan slowly made him lie down on the bed and lightly covered him with the blanket. "Alright, don't talk anymore. I will wear it well, no matter the reason, I will wear it well. You take care of your illness too!"

"Sister! You wait for me to go to sleep, okay?"

He would probably not be able to enjoy this warmth for more than a few days. His body was becoming more and more useless.

Yun Duan looked at the water vapor in her eyes and opened her mouth. Her throat was in great pain. "Good!"

He closed his eyes slowly, laughing, his bony hands gripping the clouds.

Yun Duan felt a lump in her throat as she patted the road lightly. Time and again, over three hundred years, things had changed when she left. When she returned, everything had changed.

Lu Ling fell into a deep sleep, and her dreams were not peaceful. She gently let go of his hand, pulled the blanket up, and then opened the curtain to walk out.

Yun Duan raised her eyes and swept them with her gaze before lowering her voice. "Your prince has fallen asleep. Be careful of what you do and don't disturb him. The windows will be closed after a short while, so remember to breathe normally too!"

"Yes sir!"

After walking out of the palace, he took a look at the weather outside. It was already autumn, but it was still so hot, making people anxious.

She glanced at the servant girl that had followed her out, thought for a moment, and then said, "In the future, regardless of what happens, you princes must immediately come and notify me, understand?"

"Yes sir!"