Chapter 810: Cloud Realm Continent is boiling over
Long Feiye’s late letter only had one line:
Han Yunxi, do you still believe me?
Her fingers brushed lightly against the ink. It was long dried, but still gave off the scent of ink. Although she’d rarely seen his handwriting, she remembered it well. His characters were full of strength, domineering and unrestrained. It radiated his aura entirely. Everyone said that one’s words matched one’s character. But she couldn’t read his thoughts behind this message at all.
The romantic pale purple paper and his vigorous calligraphy was a complete contrast, just like her tenderness and his iron will. The two opposites seem to meld into one on the paper while each standing in their own worlds, ever apart, ever separate.
Did Han Yunxi still trust him?
She stroked the characters over and over again before folding the paper, like all the others, back into its envelope and hiding it carefully away. Then she replied his letter again--not with ‘Long Feiye, I miss you,’ but simple a sheet of blank paper.
Long Feiye was hurrying on his way to Medical City when he received Han Yunxi’s letter. He had already rushed for two days and two nights, but was forced to rest tonight. Otherwise, both the horses and Uncle Gao would collapse. He was still dressed in black robes as he read the message outside the carriage. His noble, mysterious air was unassailable, his expression seemingly cold as he bent down to study the missive quietly. The night colors made his profile look icily handsome, framing him in his own cold and lonely world.
It was only a single sheet of blank paper, but he stared at it for a long, long time.
Baili Mingxiang, Uncle Gao, and the shadow guard A’Dong were all resting on one side, but their eyes were fixated on the letter in His Highness Duke of Qin’s hands. The man had read it for so long that it must have come from esteemed wangfei.
But wasn’t he staring at it a little too long? They still didn’t know whether Gu Beiyue was dead or alive? Baili Mingxiang herself couldn’t stop remembering the same phrases she’d overheard before. She rarely spoke, but now she’d turned absolutely mute. Uncle Gao now shot her a look, but she shook her head, afraid to approach their master. Finally, it was Uncle Gao himself who made the move.
“Your Highness, it’s getting late. You should rest and take care of your body.”
Over the past few days, His Highness had been too busy taking care of various secret missives coming his way to rest at all. Exposing the East Qin’s imperial heir’s identity meant that His Highness Duke of Qin’s campaign against the world had officially begun. Great General Baili had already made a quick attack on Tianning’s South Xiao Prefecture, while the prominent clans of the south central regions had all expressed their support for His Highness Duke of Qin and the East Qin imperial family. Western Zhou, Tianan, and even factions within Tianning were all sending letters to express their support and offer their lives for East Qin’s use.
Good news were coming in from all fronts!
His Highness Duke of Qin should have been permanently stationed with his soldiers, but he had set everything aside to leave secretly. If Esteemed Wangfei Wan, his mother, was still alive, she would have been angered to death. And if Tang Zijin ever found out, he would release Aunt Ru and come chasing after him personally.
Meanwhile, Long Feiye recovered his wits and carefully folded up the empty letter behind slipping it in his robes, next to his heart.
“You’re still not resting?” he asked coldly back.
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