Fu Yue was feigning death, but her soul did leave this body temporarily.
Fu Yue knew that if she died, then Yan Jun would definitely come back to see her. Yan Jun is suspicious and cautious, and if he is not careful, he will see that something is wrong. Therefore, in order to be sure, Fu Yue chose to let System 677 temporarily extract her soul from this body.
Although he left this body, Fu Yue has actually been floating beside him. So, she saw all of Yan Jun's appearance at this time.
His eyes were desperate and sad, and his heart was ashes, that's all.
Fu Yue was still a little complicated.
After all, she is her lover, she will soften her heart, but she will not stop her plan.
She could feel that the mission might be coming to an end.
Quests in this world can be critical.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for even Xuanqing to show up.
Therefore, all of this must not fail.
Fu Yue watched everything in front of her coldly, and she slightly looked away.
…
Yan Jun barely stood up, he raised his pale fingers, trying to touch Fu Yue's face, but his fingers froze in place soon, he looked at the blood on his hands, thinking in a daze.
If his hands are dirty, she will dislike him. I can't be hated by her anymore...
At this time, a letter was handed to Yan Jun.
He looked up, there was no light in his pair of black eyes, like a marionette, his voice was hoarse and deep.
"… What's this?"
Xuan Qing glanced at Yan Jun's distressed look, and chuckled lightly, but when his eyes fell on the letter, it became complicated again, and he said, "She left you a letter."
"Her will."
Yan Jun's fingertips were clenched tightly, he raised his slender fingers tremblingly, took away the paper from Xuan Qing's hand, and then slowly opened it.
There is only one short sentence above.
"I wish Emperor Yan, your wish will be fulfilled, and the king will come to the world and enjoy thousands of miles of mountains and rivers."
The handwriting was a bit scribbled, and it could be seen that the hand of the person who wrote it must have lost strength at the time, but he could still vaguely see the strength of character revealed in the words, rather than bend.
Yan Jun could recognize that the words on it were written by her.
He knew her handwriting.
Sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers... Yan Jun smiled, his smile was desperate and crazy, his laughter was very low, it was heart-piercing.
It's a good sentence to sit on thousands of miles of land.
Yan Jun finally knows what kind of experience it is to have her heart beat every word.
Yan Jun has been unfortunate since he was a child. He grew up in a dark and lonely environment, not loved by his mother and neglected by his father. It wasn't until he showed his astonishing talent that he was gradually noticed by the late emperor of Beiliang, and he became the crown prince.
The unfortunate spend their whole lives healing childhood.
In Yan Jun's heart, power always comes first. This was his obsession when he was young, and the longer the time, the deeper the obsession.
This has almost become his magic barrier.
But now, Yan Jun was thinking.
He may have walked out of that demonic barrier, but fell into another abyss.
The name of that abyss is Chu Yunke.
Perhaps, he will never be able to get out in his life.
People can't cry when they are in extreme pain.
His eyes were extremely dry, but he couldn't shed a single tear, but it was difficult to breathe. The young emperor had a beautiful face, but his face was ashen ashes.
He wanted to die, really, he wanted to just let her go.
Xuan Qing seemed to have seen what Yan Jun was thinking, and spoke first.