bookbashuk Chapter 576 "Lord, Huaijin would rather die."
Chapter 576 "Lord, Huaijin would rather die."
This went on for about half a month before Huaijin finally reappeared.
For the past two weeks, Fu Sheng had been handling official business in the Immortal Realm. When she saw Huai Jin appear, she paused in her writing and asked, "Have you recovered?"
Although she told Huaijin to go back and rest well when she left that day, and that he didn't need to follow her for the next two days, Fusheng didn't expect that Huaijin would rest for a whole half month.
This was unprecedented; in the past, the longest Huaijin had ever been away from her was no more than three days.
This two-week separation was the longest they had ever been apart while Huaijin was fully conscious.
"Hmm." Huai Jin nodded slightly and responded softly.
Compared to half a month ago, his complexion was indeed much better, but his overall demeanor seemed more somber.
There was an unyielding melancholy between his brows, something the former Huaijin had never possessed.
Fu Sheng noticed his change and felt a slight stirring in her heart, but she did not ask any questions.
But she didn't ask; instead, Huaijin brought it up himself: "My lord, let's talk."
Huai Jin rarely spoke to her in such a serious tone. Fu Sheng avoided his gaze, and the oppressive feeling in her heart resurfaced. She evaded the question, saying, "I have other matters to attend to. Let's talk about it later."
Fu Sheng felt that Huai Jin would understand what she meant by saying this.
Huaijin was always sensible and always obeyed his own orders, rarely contradicting himself.
But this time, he seemed not to understand Fu Sheng's words and said, "It won't take long, my lord."
Seemingly knowing that his lord would refuse him again, Huai Jin pursed his lips and added, "If Your Majesty does not wish, I can discuss this here..."
"Click——"
The pen that Fu Sheng was holding suddenly snapped in two.
She looked up at Huaijin with displeasure in her eyes.
Huaijin is threatening himself.
Fu Sheng closed his eyes, suppressing the anger that suddenly rose in his heart, and then said to the immortals and gods standing around him, "You may all leave now."
"Yes." The gods and immortals were all very perceptive. Sensing that something was amiss, they withdrew immediately without saying another word.
Only after everyone in the hall had left did Fu Sheng look at Huai Jin and ask, "What do you want to talk about?"
"What is the antidote for the Blood Demon Flower?" Huai Jin looked at Fu Sheng with gentle almond-shaped eyes, but her eyes were filled with stubbornness.
"I said there is no antidote for the Blood Demon Flower," Fu Sheng said impatiently.
In front of Huaijin, she always referred to herself as "I," and very rarely as "this master."
Every time this happens, it means she's already very unhappy.
Huai Jin's face paled, but he seemed not to have heard Fu Sheng's warning and stubbornly asked, "When I was bedridden, what exactly was the medicine that Your Majesty fed me every day?"
“That’s enough…” Fu Sheng said.
"Those medicines, are they from immortals or gods...?" Huai Jin's voice trembled slightly.
"I've said enough!" Fu Sheng interrupted Huai Jin's speculation with uncontrollable anger.
She stood up from her seat, her gaze towards Huaijin deep and unfathomable: "No matter what, all I want is for you to be alive now."
“No matter what…” Huaijin murmured, repeating the sentence.
They knew each other too well; he understood exactly what the Lord meant by those words.
Huai Jin stood there like a puppet, completely stunned, and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Fu Sheng saw his eyes looking at her, his expression as unfamiliar as if he had never known her before.
Fu Sheng heard him speak, each word uttered with resolute determination and coldness—
"My Lord, Huaijin would rather die."