NOVEL NEXT Chapter 373: Jun Fengyao
Chapter 373: Jun Fengyao
Lin Fengmian immediately felt relieved and smiled softly. “I just went out to undergo a tribulation. I wouldn’t leave so soon.”
“Is that why you cried so much? I was just about to praise you for doing well and finally showing some qualities of an empress.”
Jun Yunshang bit her red lips and suddenly threw herself at Lin Fengmian.
Startled, Lin Fengmian quickly raised his hands to block her, keeping her at a distance to avoid her discovering his well-defined chest muscles.
Jun Yunshang hugged Lin Fengmian tightly, tears streaming down her face as she choked out, “Young Master Ye, I don’t want to be an empress. Please take me with you, okay?”
Under the immense mental pressure of being betrayed by everyone she trusted and the joy of finding him again, she could no longer suppress her emotions.
All thoughts of national enmity, family revenge, and the fate of the nation were pushed aside.
All she wanted was to leave with him, even if it meant fleeing as fugitives, even if they died on the road the next day.
With him by her side, she could stop thinking about everything and just be the useless Jun Yunshang.
They could travel the world together, just like before.
She could learn to cook for him, brew that fake wine that never got him drunk, and even become his second wife.
As long as she could stay by his side, she would learn and do anything.
Lin Fengmian was deeply moved by her words, so much so that he almost wanted to say “yes”.
But he couldn’t. He couldn’t stay in this world for long.
This body belonged to Luo Xue; he was merely a passerby.
Even if Luo Xue agreed, what about two hundred years later? Wouldn’t she still be left alone?
Only by being heartless could she become Empress Fengyao. Even if she ended up hating him, at least they would still have a chance to meet again.
His voice remained calm. “No.”
“Why?” Jun Yunshang’s eyes were filled with tears, her heartbroken expression making it hard for anyone to bear.
Lin Fengmian said sadly, “I don’t belong to this world. I’m just a traveler, and I’ll be leaving soon.”
He spoke with deep sincerity. “I can’t make you any promises. Leaving with me won’t end well for you.”
Jun Yunshang’s teary eyes pleaded. “I’m not afraid. Please take me with you. When the time comes, you can leave whenever you want, but I want to stay with you until the end.”
Lin Fengmian steeled his heart and gently pushed her away, sighing. “I’ve told you before, don’t fall in love with me. There’s no future for us.”
“The tasks I have to do are very dangerous, and even I’m not sure if I’ll make it back. I can’t take you with me.”
“Your people and your country need you more than I do. You’re about to become the ruler of a nation. Stop acting like a child.”
Jun Yunshang just stared at him blankly, tears silently streaming down her face like a puppet that had lost its soul.
Lin Fengmian took her hand and placed the scroll of prophecies he had written into it, speaking in a deep voice. “These are the prophecies I have foreseen. I hope they can help you.”
Suddenly, Jun Yunshang tore the thick scroll apart and threw the pieces into the air, crying hysterically.
“I don’t want to be the ruler of a nation! I don’t want any prophecies! I just want to go with you!”
The scattered pages fluttered down like snow, covering the floor, and the room fell into a deathly silence.
Luo Xue couldn’t help but feel guilty. “Lin Fengmian, give her a vial of my essence blood.”
Although her master had instructed her not to let her blood flow outside, this was the only way she could make amends.
Lin Fengmian nodded and took out a jade vial, placing it on the table. He scratched his hand gently with his fingernail.
Gushing blood flowed from his hand, a strange mix of crimson and eerie azure blue.
The blood contained not only Luo Xue’s bloodline power, but also Lin Fengmian’s current Great Ascension Realm power.
Jun Yunshang looked at him in confusion, only to hear him say in a low voice, “This vial of blood can activate the Junyan Dragon Soul.”
“It can also unleash the power of the Great Ascension Realm. One drop can kill a Unity Realm expert, and three drops can kill a Void Realm expert. I haven’t tested it against a Great Ascension Realm expert yet.”
“However, with the Junyan Dragon Soul and this blood, no one in the Holy Emperor’s Palace can harm you.”
Jun Yunshang cried and shook her head. “I don’t want it, I don’t want anything.”
Lin Fengmian took her hand and drew a complex pattern on it using Luo Xue’s blood.
“This is my bloodline mark. It will protect you in danger and can be activated to harm enemies. Before I leave, it can also be used to summon me.”
He let go of her hand and spoke with deep sincerity. “We all have our own missions. At the moment, we are all bound by circumstances beyond our control.”
“Missions?” Jun Yunshang mocked herself with a bitter smile.
“Yes,” Lin Fengmian said firmly. “Your mission is to become Empress Fengyao and protect your people.”
Jun Yunshang looked at him, her heart breaking as she asked, “What about us? When can we be ourselves again?”
Lin Fengmian held her hand, unable to resist the urge, and said seriously, “When I truly descend into this world, I will come looking for you. Wait for me.”
“For how long?” Jun Yunshang asked.
“Maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, but I will definitely come back for you,” Lin Fengmian said solemnly.
He couldn’t tell her that he came from a thousand years in the future. If he revealed this to Jun Yunshang, the Supreme Beings might discover it through soul-searching techniques once they left.
Then any hope of reuniting would be shattered, and he might be captured and tortured by the supreme beings.
Upon hearing this, Jun Yunshang seemed to have completely given up, her eyes dimming.
Nothing is more painful than a broken heart. She didn’t cry or scream anymore; instead, she mocked herself with a bitter smile.
Slowly, she pulled her hand away from Lin Fengmian and turned to leave, her figure looking incredibly lonely.
“As you wish. From now on, there will be no Jun Yunshang in this world, only the Empress Fengyao you desire.”
Lin Fengmian almost couldn’t breathe, reaching out to stop her. “Wait for me! I will definitely come back for you.”
Jun Yunshang, or rather Jun Fengyao, spoke with a lifeless voice, devoid of any warmth.
“No need. Go back to being immortal.”
Her figure slowly disappeared from Lin Fengmian’s sight, as if she had never been there in the first place.
The room was empty, leaving Lin Fengmian standing alone among the scattered prophecies on the floor.
The scattered white prophecies looked like funeral money.
For a long time, Lin Fengmian still seemed to hear Jun Yunshang’s heartbroken sobs echoing in his ears.
His heart felt as if it was weighed down by thousands of stones, making it hard for him to breathe.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have given her the throne,” Luo Xue said in a low voice.
“It’s not your fault. Blame me. I didn’t listen to you and I was wrong,” Lin Fengmian said clearly.
He knew that it was his fault.
He had underestimated the charm of Ye Xuefeng, the character that he and Luo Xue had created.
Although he had been telling Jun Yunshang not to fall for him, he hadn’t set any clear boundaries.
Being treated gently by a mysterious and exceptionally talented man like Ye Xuefeng, what woman in the world could resist?
Especially someone like Jun Yunshang who hadn’t seen much of the world and hadn’t met many men.
Jun Yunshang’s feelings for him were all because he hadn’t kept his distance.
But for a woman like Jun Yunshang, it was hard for him to be heartless and not treat her well.