Chapter Thirty: The Death of Xuan Yu

  The person in the ice crystal is Mo Mo!

  A face that is exactly the same, with a foolish and dazed expression staring at the person in the ice crystal. The long eyelashes of a deep sleep cover the shadows under the eyes, and the slightly upturned lips on the rosy cheeks.

  "Ink..." The familiar voice sounded again in her ear, but this time it came from behind the ice crystal. Mo Mo walked around the ice crystal and saw a square table with eight immortals on it, with a piece of paper on top. She picked it up and saw that the ink marks on it seemed to be still wet, without any indication of who it was written for or any signature.

  I knew you'd be back, so I'm writing this letter ahead of time. I believe you've also obtained the Mystic Ink Ring and the Rebirth Staff by now, returning them to their rightful owner. The spell that made you forget our love has been broken, and though you can't fall into reincarnation, you'll slowly remember everything.

  The small wooden hut on the edge of the sky is where you used to live. I haven't touched it, so it's still in the same state as when you left. Officer Yu should still be there; otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to pass through the Thousand-Foot Gorge. The tea cup is actually a Water-Avoiding Cup, so from now on, you won't need to worry about falling into the sky river.

  Hehe, thinking about it, it's like a dream come true - everything you taught me will now be used to teach you instead. Sigh... I wonder if separating your soul was the right decision back then... Now, no matter what I say, you won't understand. When the last ice crystal falls from the Ice Crystal Stone, you'll remember everything, including me. I'll wait for you to come find me at our Tianji Mountain.

  "Meow~~" The official gently poked the stunned Momo, holding a piece of ice crystal. Squatting down, he caught the ice crystal that was spat out, rolling into his palm, melting into a puddle of water, falling to the ground without breaking. Carefully putting it away, he took one last look at himself sleeping in the ice crystal. Putting on the golden soft armor, wearing the ink ring, climbing onto the transformed official, holding the scepter, floating upwards.

  The bright moon shines with all its might. The Tianxia Palace took advantage of the Loulan's full force to attack, suddenly raiding the imperial palace, catching off guard the Thousand Absolute Color who was left behind and the Xuan Yu who had returned earlier. Xuan Jiu Tian rushed back to the palace with the heavily injured Su Sheng Yi just as the Tianxia Palace retreated, but Xuan Yu had already died in battle, lying in Thousand Absolute Color's arms like a bloody person. Thousand Absolute Color tightly hugged the person in her arms, her face expressionless, only murmuring "I'm not saying I don't like you, otherwise I wouldn't have let you hold me... But I became the marshal of the dynasty, can't abandon the country. And you are the prince, need to inherit Loulan's... We... neither of us can put it down..." Her eyes stared blankly at the fatal wound on Xuan Yu's chest, her hand covering the wound that no longer bled. No matter who tried to persuade her, she wouldn't let go of Xuan Yu.

  "General Qianyuan, Yu'er has already left, let him go in peace." The pain of losing his son had taken its toll on the King of Loulan.

  "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I failed to protect Prince Yu, and I'd rather follow him in death!" Qian Yue pulled out the blood-stained sword from Xuan Yu's tightly clenched hand, ready to take his own life. Bing'er swung her sword to block him, "General Qian, if you die like this, isn't it the same as abandoning the kingdom?"

  "Mind your own business!" Qian Jue Se turned his hand to brush away Huang Xuan Bing's sword, but he couldn't succeed. His sword was slapped flying by Bing Er.

  "Rumors say that General Qianyuan is cold and unfeeling, with intelligence surpassing others. But after meeting him today, it seems to be an exaggeration. Bing'er may be young, but she still understands human emotions. Can dying now really bring the Crown Prince back to life?"

  "If Xuan Yu hadn't blocked that arrow for me, I wouldn't... Miss Huang, you don't know the pain of having someone you love die in front of you and being unable to save them. All I want..." Qian Jue Se wiped away the blood on Xuan Yu's face with her hand, her normally cold eyes filled with sorrow, her eyes wide open, her chest heaving heavily, her lips trembling. She leaned down to Xuan Yu's lips, tears streaming down like rain, and kissed him repeatedly, not knowing how many times, leaving the people around them stunned...

  Xuan Nu knocked Qian Jue Se unconscious. He took Xuan Ye from her arms. Prepared a grand funeral for Prince Lou Lan Xuan Ye. Exhausted, Qian Jue Se also bandaged her wounds. Carried back to the room to rest.

  The entire Lop Nur was shrouded in a layer of sorrow. On the shore of the Tianshui Palace, a figure knelt on the ground, quietly gazing at the lake's surface, which was like a mirror. In the center of the water, the clear shape of the moon was reflected. The moon in the water seemed to be breathing, trembling and shrinking, as if it were uneasy. But high up in the sky, another round, clear, and solemn moon gazed down at the suffering moon in the water, showing no signs of fading away.

  Han Lin was still staring at the spot where Mo Mo had sunk. Motionless. The imperial female official who had set up a spirit hall for Mo Mo was also quiet and not making a sound. In the clear water, a black shadow gradually expanded. When Mo Mo rode the official sedan chair out of the water, the golden soft armor shone under the moonlight, emitting a hazy glow. The red talisman on the sedan chair's forehead also sparkled. Jumping onto the shore, Han Lin stumbled and staggered towards Mo Mo, throwing himself into her arms, tightly grasping her arm. His bright red face was full of hidden smiles. Mo Mo supported Han Lin, who couldn't stand steadily. "How long have you been there?" she asked, rubbing his icy cold legs.

  Mo Mo was suddenly pulled into Han Lin's arms. Feeling his heartbeat, regardless of the surrounding female officials' cries of surprise. "This time I won't let go again, Mo Mo!"

  "Ink, no matter what happens in the future. You must believe that I love you!" He could sense his trembling. Ink hugged him back.

  "Good" even if you don't love him. You can't let down this good man who is good to you either way.

  "Your Highness, the Heavenly Palace is attacking the Imperial Palace. Prince Xuan Yu has...has fallen in battle. Please return to the palace immediately."

  "What?" Mo Mo helped Han Lin onto the back of the official sedan chair, then jumped up herself. They headed towards the distant Loulan palace.

  When Mo Mo fell in front of the Loulan Grand Temple, the sky was already bright. The palace was filled with a somber atmosphere. Li Si Xing rushed out and supported Han Lin, who was being held by Mo Mo, "Mo Zhu, you..."

  "He's coming." Mo Mo hastily ran into the grand hall, seeing Qian Jue's pale and transparent face, with deep eye sockets, guarding the crimson jade coffin, motionless. Xuan Jiu Tian looked haggard, propping himself up against the dragon chair with one hand, while Su Sheng Yi gently patted that hand on the side. Xuan Nuo, although his face was filled with sorrow, still managed to preside over the court with a strong will.

  Mo Mo supported the red coffin, looking at the person inside. The originally playful smile was gone, the bloodless lips could no longer utter those frivolous words. In the vast hall, surprisingly no one spoke, all eyes were on the newlywed princess.

  Mo had a moment of dizziness, as if everything here had happened before, but he couldn't grasp those scattered memories. He shook his head and reached out to touch Xuan Yu's pale face, only to forget that he was already holding the Resurrection Stone Scepter in his hand. As he bumped into the coffin, Mo suddenly remembered that the withered wood in his hand was called the "Resurrection Stone Scepter".

  "Rebirth? Reincarnation?" Mo Mo looked at the scepter in her hand and said to Xuan Jiu Tian, "Father King, the edge of the sky and the bottom of the sea are very strange. I obtained this so-called 'Rebirth Scepter'. I think it's called rebirth, is there a way to let Xuan Yu come back to life?" The whole hall was filled with sighs, since yesterday's battle, it was known that Xuan Yu's favorite was Qian Jue Se and not Mo Mo. In the eyes of the crowd, Mo Mo had become an unfavored queen.

  "Princess, the Loulan imperial family owes you an apology. You've done so much for Yu'er, we're already aware of it...". Su Sheng took off her royal robes and wiped away the dirt on Mo's face. "The dead cannot be brought back to life, we will explain everything to the emperor of the upper kingdom and let you return home. There is no need to waste your youth in this vast desert..."

  "Mother, Mo Er isn't nonsense... " Mo Mo looked around and saw that everyone was shaking their heads and sighing, all with disbelieving expressions. Hurriedly pulling on Su Sheng's sleeve, "Mo Er is going to the Tian Xia Palace now!"

  "Princess, don't..." Su Sheng's words were cut off by Qian Jue Se, "I believe!" He raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot gaze looking at Mo Mo, "Princess, can you take me there?"

  "You should rest well first, don't wait until Xuan Yu wakes up and you collapse..." Looking at Qian Jue's face, Mo Mo also felt a bit uncertain. Although the Rebirth Token had the name of rebirth, no one had ever seen someone die and come back to life before.

  Rushing out of the main hall, he saw Han Lin beside the official, "I'll be back soon, take care of yourself." Turning his head to Li Si Xing, "Li Master, I'm not here, trouble you with everything!"