Chapter 53 I Love You

"It's all right, don't worry." Qi Youan forced a smile, his fingertips trembling as he gently stroked her cheek. "If the imperial physician were to be summoned, it would surely alarm the entire palace, causing unrest and panic. I just need to rest for a while."

Ye Wanwan knew this was just Qi Youan's soothing words, but she still nodded in agreement, as if deceiving herself.

That day, the pear blossoms in the imperial garden were blooming, and Ye Wanwan excitedly plucked the branches for Qi Youan.

While the girl was away, Qi Youan summoned Li Yu. He looked drained of his vitality, his face pale, his eyes lifeless, and he slumped on the bed like a puppet. Even Li Yu felt heartbroken.

"What are your orders, Your

Majesty?" "Call Song Zhixiao."

Soon, Song Zhixiao limped into the hall. He bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, your humble servant greets you."

It turned out that Song Zhixiao was not dead.

The moment Qi Youan discovered that Ye Wanwan and Song Zhixiao were having an affair, he really wanted to tear this ignorant man into pieces, skin him and pull out his tendons. So he put Song Zhixiao in prison and flogged him, leaving him covered in scars.

Song Zhixiao had expected this moment, but he didn't expect Qi Youan to suddenly release him, as if nothing had happened. He was surprised

when he was summoned by the emperor again and saw that he was barely breathing and his face was vicissitudes.

"You must be surprised why I have become like this." The emperor's breath was weak, but still had a strong oppressive force. "I was poisoned, and the poison has invaded my internal organs. I know I don't have much time left, which is why I let you go."

Song Zhixiao looked up in shock when he heard this. What is the relationship between the two?

"I don't know why you and Wanwan were acting in the past, but I didn't ask you about this today." It turned out that Qi Youan had known that the two were just acting in the imperial garden in the past.

"Then why did Your Majesty summon me?" Song Zhixiao asked.

"You must be attracted to her," Qi Youan said firmly.

Song Zhixiao fell silent.

"After I die, you must take good care of her. Don't let her suffer even the slightest injustice, or my personal guards will skin you alive," Qi Youan said.

With these words, Song Zhixiao carefully examined the dying man. He hadn't expected the emperor to be so deeply in love with a woman, sparing him to leave a way out for Ye Wanwan.

Song Zhixiao had a thousand words stuck in his throat, unable to utter them, and in the end, he could only say, "Your humble servant obeys your command."

...

When Ye Wanwan returned with a bouquet of flowers as white as snowflakes, she happily returned to the emperor's bedroom, sniffing their fragrance. But when she opened the door, she found the bed empty.

Shocked, the pear blossoms in her arms fell to the floor.

Before Ye Wanwan could ask, Li Yu came to her and handed her a letter: "Greetings, Queen, this is a letter from His Majesty."

The girl took the letter and opened it: "Wanwan, please go to the rockery by the golden pond in the Imperial Garden alone to have a chat."

Ye Wanwan had completely disregarded her image and hurried to the Imperial Garden.

The dusk was deep, and the golden pond was sparkling. The fish were tumbling and jumping as if they were swimming in the air without support. Qi Youan leaned against the rockery, and the setting sun gilded him, as if he was the young man holding a scroll in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The koi jumping up from the pond broke the sky and reflected his pale face.

Qi Youan noticed her, waved to her and smiled: "Wanwan, would you like to enjoy the scenery with me?"

At this moment, he seemed to be the young man with high spirits.

Ye Wanwan sat down and lay in his arms. At this time, the years were quiet and good, as if they were just an ordinary loving couple.

Looking at the golden sunset, Qi Youan suddenly said, "Do you think there are really gods in this world?"

Hearing this, the girl asked, "Why do you say that, Ayou?"

"I had a dream, and this dream was so clear that it seemed like it really happened. Everyone in the dream was weird, and they called me the immortal god Lihe..." Ye Wanwan looked up at the emperor in shock.

Qi Youan smiled and continued, "There was also you in the dream, but your appearance was very different. You pointed at me and called me a stinky stone, hahaha." The man couldn't help laughing when he said the last part.

Qi Youan lowered his head to meet the shocked eyes of the person in his arms, gently pinched her white cheek, and then took out a dagger from his sleeve. This dagger is exquisite and small, and is inlaid with jewels.

He handed the dagger to Ye Wanwan and said, "I will not be by your side in the future, Wanwan must protect herself."

"Qi Youan, why are you suddenly like this?" At this moment, Ye Wanwan's tears flowed down like water, and she listened to Qi Youan's last words sadly.

Seeing her crying like a little cat, the man couldn't help but shed a tear, and then the black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth again.

"I... I'll go call the doctor." Ye Wanwan wanted to get up, but was held back by the man.

Qi Youan shook his head: "It's useless, stay here with me, okay?"

Ye Wanwan's tears flowed freely, and she choked and said: "If you dare to die, I will be buried with you."

Qi Youan smiled, he held up the tear-stained face, and kissed her brow: "Wanwan, I want to hear you say you love me."

"I love you, I love you." The girl cried and grabbed his clothes: "I love you Qi Youan."

Qi Youan sighed with satisfaction, but his body slipped like a thread. In the last ray of sunset, he rested his head on his lover's knees and finally lost his breath.

Ye Wanwan could no longer suppress her grief, and fell on Qi Youan and cried loudly. She held the dagger tremblingly, and then took Qi Youan's hand, interlaced their fingers, and pressed them against the hilt.

A cold light flashed, and the sharp blade sank into the heart.

The golden light fell, and the two figures were gradually engulfed by the light, as if waking up from a big dream.

——The end of the tribulation——

...

"Immortal God! Immortal God, you are awake!" After Ye Wanwan opened her eyes, she saw Zhu Yu and a bunch of tree spirits and flower spirits surrounding her. They were very happy to see her wake up.

"Congratulations, Immortal God Yunheng." Zhu Yu bowed with a smile.

"Immortal God?" Yunheng was stunned.

"Yes, you have successfully advanced to the immortal god. One tribulation actually created two immortal gods. This is a rare good thing in thousands of years."

Yunheng concentrated on looking inward, and felt that the immortal power was flowing like a rushing river, adding a bit of warmth and mellowness than before.

"Well, it's not a loss." Unlike Zhuyu's excitement, Yunheng's mood was much calmer, and her expression was indifferent.

"What's wrong with the immortal god? Isn't this what you dream of? Why are you unhappy?" Zhuyu asked.

"Of course I'm happy." She slowly lay back on the cloud couch, staring at the floating glow on the top of the temple, as if she was still savoring the world.

"You guys go out first, I want to be quiet."

The elves left tactfully.

"Is this still the Yunheng I know?"

A familiar voice came from outside the temple. Yunheng turned around and saw the Immortal Lord Jiyu standing by the door with his usual playful smile on his lips.

As if she had met a savior, Yunheng stood up to greet him: "Why did you come just now?"

In the past, she thought Ji Yu was a worthless person, but now seeing this face, it was as if they had met again after a lifetime, and she wanted to rush over and hug him tightly.

"Didn't I come right after you woke up?" Ji Yu still sat at the table with a familiar manner, pouring tea and sipping it lightly.

Yun Heng sat opposite him with a bitter face, lying on the table with a pursed mouth.

Seeing her like this, Ji Yu said helplessly: "Can you stop looking like you have gotten an advantage and are still acting so ungrateful? You are already an immortal and still look so dejected."

Yun Heng sighed, and her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the lines on the table: "Is my heart blocked, as if a stone is pressing on me."

"Is it because of the tribulation in the human world? That's normal. All immortals can't extricate themselves for a long time after experiencing tribulation. Come, I brought a few pots of fine wine from my collection. Let's get drunk and forget our sorrows." As he said that, he waved his sleeves and three jars of spiritual wine appeared out of thin air.

Yunheng's eyes lit up. She picked up a jar and sniffed it, surprised. "It's Lingyun wine! You're so generous!"

Jiyu glanced at her and said, "Just drinking alone is too boring. Let's go to Canghai and enjoy the sea view while we drink." He pulled her along, transforming into a stream of light and instantly arriving at Canghai.

Where the sea and sky met, the clouds shimmered, and cranes danced gracefully. Yunheng raised her head and took a swig of the liquor, letting the scorching liquid roll down her throat. She said boldly, "Tonight, I'm going to get drunk."

Jiyu glanced at her and said, "If you really can't let go of the mortal world, why not become Li He's immortal partner?"

Yunheng was startled at this and quickly retorted, "Stop it! I've lived in the mortal world for years, and I just can't forget him for a while. I don't have any feelings for Li He. Can you please stop trying to match us up?" She glared at the person beside her.

"But from what I've known about you over the past millennia, you like the mortal reincarnated from Li He. Isn't that Li He?" Ji Yu said as if it was a matter of course. Yun

Heng was completely furious at this. She set down the wine jar and said seriously, "That mortal's name is Qi Youan. Qi Youan is Qi Youan, and Li He is Li He. They're not the same person."

Ji Yu was confused. "Isn't Qi Youan the mortal reincarnation of Li He? They're the same person. What's the difference?"

"Of course they're different!" Yun Heng's eyes ignited with a stubborn fire. "Qi Youan is handsome, intelligent, and brave. He treats me like a treasure. But Li He—" she snorted coldly, "is just a cold, stinking stone." Ji Yu

was speechless, shaking her head and drinking, saying no more.

At the same time, on the white jade couch in the stone hall, a pair of cold, frosty eyes slowly opened.

The immortal Li He sat up and looked around the familiar hall with an indifferent expression. He walked to the immortal mirror, staring at his own face, his lips pursed slightly.

I am Li He...

"Li He, Immortal God, you've finally awakened. Congratulations on your successful tribulation." The immortal attendant saw Li He awake and came to congratulate him.

Li He simply nodded, his expression distant.

"The Emperor of Heaven has learned that you and Immortal God Yun Heng have successfully tribulations, and tomorrow he will hold a fairy banquet to welcome you two."

"Immortal God Yun Heng..." Li He frowned.

"Fairy Yun Heng has automatically ascended to immortal godhood after her tribulation," the immortal attendant explained.

Li He lowered his head, his lips curling up imperceptibly.

...

After downing three jars of spiritual wine, Yun Heng remained expressionless, though the corners of her eyes were tinged with a faint crimson. She bid farewell to Ji Yu and returned on a cloud.

Back at Yinhong Pavilion, Yunheng looked at the towering Yinhong sacred tree. She felt a warm reunion after a long separation. She stretched out her arms to hug the thick trunk and leaned against the roots to smile.

"It's better to be in the fairyland." She murmured to herself