A life of two souls traveling through time

Chapter 412 The final farewell

In the Shangguan Mansion of Xuanmeng Kingdom, a royal doctor took the pulse of Ying Yan who was still bedridden, but his face turned worried, he shook his head and walked out of the room.

"Imperial Physician Xu, how is this disease?" Shangguan Jiuyi, who followed closely, pulled the imperial physician into the courtyard and asked anxiously.

"Alas, this young master is weak to begin with, and he also has a heart disease that causes internal qi stagnation. It is often said that physical illness can be cured, but heart disease is difficult to heal. If the heart knot is not resolved, I am afraid that even the immortals cannot save him." The imperial physician first saluted Shangguan Jiuyi, then shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Based on his medical experience, he knew that the patient might not live long. However, seeing the worried look on the Imperial Master's face, he did not dare to say it out loud, so he just said it in a tactful way.

"Really? There is no other way?" Shangguan Jiuyi became disheartened upon hearing this, and a layer of haze covered his charming peach blossom eyes.

After Ying Yan learned that his parents' bodies were insulted by King Xiyuehan, he was so angry and sad that he vomited blood and fell ill. He did not get better for more than half a month, which made Luoying, who was unaware of the situation, very worried. Shangguan Jiuyi invited all the doctors in Xuanmeng State and even asked the king Yingye for the imperial physician. But now even the imperial physician said that Ying Yan's illness was caused by heart disease, and he felt helpless.

Shangguan Jiuyi has watched Ying Yan grow up and is also Ying Yan's teacher. He naturally knows that with Ying Yan's serious personality, this hurdle will be difficult for him to overcome, and now he almost entirely relies on medicine to keep him alive.

"I don't understand either. What on earth did this young master go through to have such a heavy heart disease? At his age, he should be proud and carefree!" The imperial physician naturally didn't know Ying Yan's true identity, so he shook his head again helplessly and sighed in confusion.

Afterwards, the imperial physician still wrote a prescription, and Shangguan Jiuyi thanked him and asked the housekeeper to send him out of the house. He returned to Yingyan's room in a daze, looking at the sick and thin boy on the bed, Shangguan Jiuyi couldn't help but feel sad, tears welling up in his eyes.

In the kitchen, Luoying, who was personally making nourishing soup for Yingyan, was also worried about that stunning face, and tears fell like pearls again. Just after learning about the affairs of her brothers and sisters-in-law, her nephew Yingyan fell ill again. Naturally, she was sad and worried for half a month, and her complexion, which had finally recovered, became haggard again.

"Miss, the imperial physician from the palace was here just now." At this time, the maid A Xiu suddenly ran in and replied to Luoying.

"The imperial physician is here? Did he say anything?" Luoying hurriedly wiped the tears from her face and turned around to ask.

"I don't know. I just said a few words to the adults and left the prescription." Ah Xiu shook her head, looking at the girl's clear eyes that were red and swollen again, and then asked with concern: "Girl, are you crying again? Master Ying Yan is still sick, you have to take care of yourself!"

"I'm fine. You stay here and I'll be back soon." Luoying forced a smile at Ah Xiu and gave her instructions before quickly walking out of the kitchen.

"Teacher Jiuyi, are you crying? Is it true that I don't have much time left?" Ying Yan, who had just woken up from a coma, happened to see Shangguan Jiuyi staring at him in a daze with tears in his eyes. He instead smiled with relief.

Seeing Ying Yan wake up, Shangguan Jiuyi hurriedly sat down beside the bed and took his thin and weak hand to comfort him: "Ying Yan, don't torture yourself anymore. Teacher promises you that I will take revenge for Lang Kingdom, your father, mother, and uncle from Xiyue Kingdom one by one in the future! No matter what, you have to live well to wait for the day when your revenge is taken!"

"Thank you, Teacher Jiuyi." Listening to Shangguan Jiuyi's promise, Ying Yan's eyes were moved to tears. His pale lips curled up into a smile again, but then tears burst out and slid down from the corners of his eyes. His face showed a look of grief and anger and he continued to cry: "But when I think of the fact that my father and mother not only died tragically in front of the enemy, but were also humiliated by King Han after their death, I...I just...ahem..."

Before he could finish his words, Ying Yan couldn't catch his breath and started coughing. Shangguan Jiuyi hurriedly helped him up and patted his back. He then handed him a cup of warm tea and fed him half a sip. Ying Yan, with a flushed face, gasped and leaned in his teacher's arms, unable to utter another word.

Shangguan Jiuyi also knew that no matter how many words of comfort he said, it would be of no use, so he could only continue to stroke his thin back silently and sigh secretly.

Only after the servants boiled the medicine and Ying Yan drank more than half a bowl of the medicine and fell asleep again did Shangguan Jiuyi walk out of the room with a heavy heart. As he walked out of the courtyard, a secret guard waiting outside the courtyard hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Master Shangguan, did you have a quarrel with the princess?"

"What?" Shangguan Jiuyi was stunned for a moment when asked this question inexplicably, but soon his heart sank and he asked in shock, "Has Luoying been here?"

"The princess ran into the courtyard just now, but soon ran out crying. Master Shangguan, you..." Before the secret guard could finish his words, the white shadow in front of him had already run away.

At Shangguan Jiuyi's instruction, Chen Ming took two other secret guards to look for a doctor outside, leaving only one secret guard in the mansion to look after him.

Just now, he saw the princess hurriedly entering the courtyard of His Highness Yingyan, so he stood outside the courtyard as usual. After all, the princess didn't like being followed too closely. But not long after, he saw the princess wiping her tears and running out. Just as he was about to chase her, he saw Master Shangguan also walking out of the courtyard, so he asked with concern.

"Luoying?" When Shangguan Jiuyi chased to Luoying's courtyard, he saw her lying on the table in the room crying. He hurriedly walked forward and his eyes became wet again.

"I was wondering why Ying Yan became seriously ill again. It turns out he knew about it. Jiuyi, you were hiding it from me again!" After hearing Shangguan Jiuyi's call, Luo Ying wiped away her tears, slowly raised her head, and looked at him with resentful eyes.

"Luoying, I'm afraid of you too..."

Shangguan Jiuyi squatted in front of Luoying in panic, holding her hand and was about to explain, but was pushed to the ground by her.

Luoying was furious at his repeated deceptions, so even when she saw him fall to the ground, she did not show mercy as usual, but stood up and continued to cry angrily at Shangguan Jiuyi:

"You always think of me in your own eyes. Am I so fragile in your eyes? Yingyan is my nephew, and so are my brother and sister-in-law. They are all my relatives. Why do you hide their affairs from me?"

"Luoying, I'm sorry..."

Shangguan Jiuyi had never seen Luoying so hysterical before. He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. He started crying before he could say anything. He slowly stood up and took two steps towards her. But just as he tried to speak carefully, Luoying covered her ears and interrupted him harshly:

"I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear it! Get out!"

At this time, the golden boy and beautiful girl in the room were both crying, and I felt pity for them. Shangguan Jiuyi looked at Luoying with tears in his eyes, and finally dared not speak again. He hesitated for a moment and turned away reluctantly. But after taking two steps, he didn't know where he got the courage from and went back to hug Luoying tightly:

"Luoying, if you are angry with me, then you can beat and scold me as you like, but don't be sad alone and hurt yourself."

Feeling his hot tears on her neck, Luoying finally softened her heart and did not push her beloved away. She turned around and threw herself into his arms and burst into tears again.

At night, Luoying quietly came to Yingyan's courtyard, called out the servant waiting in the house, and then slowly walked to the bed. Although Yingyan was asleep at this time, he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, with his eyebrows knitted and sweat on his forehead. Luoying took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped the sweat off his face distressedly.

"Father...Mother...Uncle...You shouldn't have abandoned Yan'er...Aunt...I hate myself, I hate myself for being incompetent and weak, unable to seek justice for Father, Mother and Uncle...Ahem..." Luoying wiped the sweat off her nephew's face and covered him with a thin silk quilt. When she was about to get up and leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. Then Ying Yan trembled all over, cried and talked intermittently in his sleep, and his face turned pale and blue because of the nightmare.

"Ying Yan? Ying Yan?" Although it was just intermittent talking in his sleep, Luo Ying heard it clearly. She cried in fear and tried to wake him up.

"Aunt?" Ying Yan opened his eyes in a daze. At this moment, he was covered in cold sweat. Seeing his aunt crying, he murmured.

"Yingyan, you are my only relative in this world. You can't abandon me!" Luoying was heartbroken and held Yingyan's hand tightly, crying softly, "Only if we live well can we have a chance to seek justice for them, right?"

"Aunt, I'm sorry, I also want to live a good life, but... I'm afraid I may not be able to do so..." Ying Yan was exhausted after waking up from a nightmare. With tears in his eyes, he forced a smile to his aunt and sighed.

"Ying Yan!" Ying Yan's words made Luo Ying even more heartbroken. She leaned over and hugged her nephew and burst into tears.

"Aunt..." Ying Yan raised his weak right hand with difficulty and gently patted Luoying's back, but he burst into tears before he could say any words of comfort.

Perhaps it was because the person was about to die, he already had a premonition that tonight might be the last farewell between them.