413: Chapter 413 She felt she had plenty of time.

That day, she didn't even put on her shoes properly, ran out of the Princesss Mansion barefoot, rode a fast horse, and kicked open the gates of the Imperial Hospital in the palace.

With red eyes, she dragged all the white-bearded imperial physicians to the Princesss Mansion.

She even threatened others for the first time, saying that if they couldn't cure him, the entire Imperial Hospital would lose their heads.

It wasn't until the physicians repeatedly guaranteed that Jiang You only had a cold and was in no serious danger that those old physicians retreated, trembling with fear.

Only the two of them were left in the room.

She could no longer hold it together, throwing herself beside his bed, burying her face in his quilt, crying uncontrollably, her tears soaking a large patch of the bedsheets.

He reached out to pat her shoulder, and in a hoarse voice, stiffly told her a not-very-funny joke.

Yet it was that very joke that made her laugh out loud, snot bubbles and all.

From that day on, she discovered that she could no longer look the big liar in the eye.

Whenever the big liar looked at her, her Heart would instantly skip several beats, and her cheeks would feel so hot they seemed to be burning.

She knew why she was afraid of losing him.

She had fallen in love with him.

But...

Didn't the plays always say that this sort of thing should be initiated by the man?

To maintain the reserve of a Great Zhou princess, she held firmly to that layer of window paper, never once actively saying the word "like".

Instead, she began frantically dropping hints.

"If you can't find your way home, it doesn't matter. This princess is actually quite capable; you can just live here. No one will charge you rent, and this princess will look after you!"

...

"Jiang You, do you know how much my Imperial Father dotes on me? My husband can be chosen entirely at my discretion!"

"Imperial Father said that as long as I like him, even if you wanted to be my husband, he could marry me off to you immediately! Isn't that amazing?"

...

She felt her hints were obvious enough; she might as well have written "Come be this princess's husband" on her forehead.

But!

That guy was simply a block of wood soaked in ice water!

No matter how she hinted or signaled, he always had an indifferent expression as if he didn't understand, and would even change the subject.

However, she wasn't anxious at that time.

She felt that she had plenty of time.

One day, her warm charcoal fire would be able to melt that un-warmable iceberg.

After all, she had already cleared the most difficult hurdle.

Imperial Father was, at first, ten thousand times against her fancying an ordinary person with no background and no supernatural powers.

But he couldn't withstand his most beloved precious daughter grabbing his beard with teary eyes, even threatening that if he didn't agree, she would never marry in this life and would go on a hunger strike to become a nun!

In the end, that emperor who shook the world, looking at his most beloved youngest daughter's red, teary eyes, sighed helplessly, patted her head dotingly, and compromised.

"I am, after all, Imperial Father's most beloved daughter..."

She had even planned their future together.

She would wait patiently, letting this cold-faced block of wood fall in love with her first. When he came to confess with a red face, she would definitely maintain her princess demeanor, pretend to hesitate for a long time, and finally reluctantly agree to him.

That was the most beautiful and sweetest dream she had ever had.

But.

The scene of the dream shattered instantly.

Imperial Father died, killed by poison.

The Princesss Mansion was gone, the ground covered in glaring blood and cold corpses.

That man with whom she had planned everything, with whom she wanted to spend the rest of her life.

In the dark dungeon, he mercilessly swatted away her hand, coldly leaving behind the sentence, "Remember to take care of yourself in the future," before turning into a wisp of black smoke and completely walking out of her world.

In the darkness.

The Fourth Princess, collapsed in a pool of blood, had breathing that grew weaker and weaker.

The corners of her mouth still held a trace of that sweet smile from her dream, but from the corner of her eye, a clear teardrop slid silently down her cheek, which was stained with dust and blood.

It fell into the cold soil of Great Zhou.

...

The night wind howled, sobbing as it passed through the Princesss Mansion, which had long since turned into ruins.

Inside and outside the entire mansion, there was a deathly silence.

There were no shouts of battle, no clashing sounds of weapons, not even a trace of a living person's painful groans could be heard.

As far as the eye could see, there were only severed limbs and arms, as well as the hundreds of Imperial Guard corpses that had instantly shattered into blood mist under the backlash of time.

The heavy smell of blood condensed into a tangible dark red mist in the air, completely staining this land that once symbolized the highest royal favor into a living hell.

At this moment, in the vast Princesss Mansion, there was no one left standing.

"Whoosh!"

A cold night wind swept by.

In front of the empty gates of the Princesss Mansion, beside the broken stone lion.

A mass of thick, ink-like black clouds surged out from the blood on the ground without warning.

The black mist quickly contracted inward, finally transforming into a slender and upright figure in black clothing.

Jiang You stood quietly on the spot.

His hair swayed slightly in the wind, and the thin black clothing on his body almost blended into the deep night.

His face was as cold as ice, and in those deep eyes, one could see no fluctuation of emotion, just looking down from above, expressionlessly watching everything before him that resembled an Asura field.

On the surface, he was as calm as a soulless sculpture.

However, if someone were to get close and observe carefully, they would find that his hands, which were naturally hanging by his sides, were currently trembling violently and uncontrollably.

His knuckles were a deathly pale color from excessive force.

"Click."

Jiang You took a step.

He stepped over the mangled flesh and blood on the ground, stepped over the broken weapons and armor, walking step by step, very steadily, yet appearing exceptionally stiff.

Finally, he stopped in front of that petite figure collapsed alone in the pool of blood.

Jiang You slowly crouched down.

He reached out those hands that were still trembling slightly, his movements appearing somewhat unfamiliar and stiff, carefully passing them under the girl's back and knees.

Subsequently, he slowly lifted this slender body, covered in dust and blood, as light as if it had no weight, from the cold soil.

"Swish."

Jiang You took a deep breath, and deep within his eyes, a brilliant, deep blue stream of light instantly lit up.

[Eye of Tianshu] activated at full power.

These eyes, capable of seeing through all laws and illusions in the world, directly penetrated through The Fourth Princess's skin, scanning every inch of her meridians and the flow of every drop of her blood and qi inside her body.

"Meridians are widely atrophied... the spiritual power sea is completely dried up..."

"The source of life is severely overdrawn..."

Jiang You's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his Heart feeling as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand.

Until his gaze swept over the girl's Heart meridian, confirming that trace of vitality, though weak, was still stubbornly beating.

"Whew..."

Jiang You's nerves, which had been stretched to the breaking point, finally relaxed at this moment.

He closed his eyes and let out a long, heavy breath.

Fortunately.

It was just forcibly activating an over-spec supernatural power, leading to a complete exhaustion of spiritual power, and the body had fallen into a deep, exhausted coma for self-protection.

Her life, at least, was saved.

Jiang You lowered his head, his gaze falling on the face of the girl in his arms.

That beautiful face, which had always worn a carefree smile, was now as pale as paper.

Even in her coma, the corners of her eyes still held undried tear stains.

But what surprised Jiang You was that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, leaving behind a sweet smile that made one's Heart ache to look at.

Jiang You's Heart twitched with pain for no reason.

It was a fluctuation of emotion he had never experienced before, unfamiliar, and it made him feel irritable.

He subconsciously raised his right hand.

Just like in the dungeon of the Princesss Mansion, he wanted to reach out and gently rub this silly girl's head, telling her that it was okay.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch her soft, long hair stained with blood.

Reason, like a basin of cold water mixed with ice shards, mercilessly extinguished all his impulses.