Putting aside the Pope for the moment and putting aside his senior brother, between his teacher and the Divine Empress, who did Chen Changsheng trust more? Not too long ago, he would not even need to think to give an answer, but now, after a very long period of reflection, he could only dejectedly realize that he trusted no one.
He had never met the Divine Empress, but he had a little understanding of her through Mo Yu, Xu Yourong, and Prince Chen Liu. Of course, he had read far too many records concerning the Divine Empress in books. He knew just how powerful and callous that woman who possessed the highest authority in the world was. Now that he thought about it, his teacher might also have been this sort of person. Or perhaps the higher one's cultivation, the fewer things one cared about and the more indifferent one would become to the world? After stepping into the Divine Domain, one could no longer be considered a mortal, so one naturally would not possess too many of the emotions of mortals.
"If we really do as you say, the Divine Empress and the Pope will no longer have any leeway for a buffer. Even if everyone has been deceiving themselves in these last two years, there will always be some reason for deceiving themselves. The conflict between the Imperial Court and the Orthodoxy will rapidly intensify, and perhaps the capital will fall into chaos tomorrow."
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "I am not Wang Po, able to continue to treat the world as my responsibility even after my family is destroyed, but if the world falls into chaos because of me, I will still feel a great deal of psychological pressure. Moreover, if I really am Crown Prince Zhaoming, I cannot imagine any reason for the Empress to let me go."
"If you really are Crown Prince Zhaoming, then the Empress is your birth mother."
Xu Yourong looked at his calm expression and knew that these words were not enough to convince him. Not even these words were enough to convince herself. A person like the Divine Empress would probably find it very difficult to be bound by these so-called family ties. She gazed at the autumn trees outside the window and said, "I will plead on your behalf."
"If the Empress really does want to kill me, whose pleading will be of any use? And I think that she knows everything now. "
Chen Changsheng stood up and walked to the window, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.
On the ten thousand li journey back from Mount Han, under Xu Yourong's meticulous care, his injuries had not improved, but they had not temporarily worsened either. Under the effect of the Heavenly Phoenix's true blood, he had even recovered some strength.
The starlight shone on Xu Yourong's beautiful face, making it seem even paler. "I have to find a way to resolve this."
"In truth, there is a very simple method."
"What method?"
"Regardless of what kind of conspiracy Master is plotting, it must have something to do with me. Since that's the case, if I disappear, these things will naturally disappear as well."
The bubbles on the surface of the lake reflected the starlight, beautiful and illusory, but in fact, the extremely thin walls of those bubbles were all water.
If there was no water, the bubbles would naturally not exist.
Xu Yourong vaguely guessed what he wanted to say.
To people like the Divine Empress and Daoist Ji, wanting to disappear before their eyes was an extremely difficult task.
There was only one situation, and that was one that neither the Divine Empress nor Daoist Ji could resolve.
That was to truly leave this world.
His soul returned to the sea of stars, and his body turned into dust.
Death.
"In the days since I left Mount Han, I've actually been thinking, perhaps I was originally a person that should not have survived."
"If I were Crown Prince Zhaoming, then according to the Empress's theory of defying the heavens and changing fate as a sacrifice to the starry sky, I simply should not have been born. Perhaps it was precisely for this reason that when I was still in my mother's womb, before I could even open my eyes, the sun wheel in my body collapsed, but for some reason, I did not die."
"A person that should have died long ago lived for ten-some years. This in itself defied the Heavenly Dao, so it would naturally throw the human world into chaos."
"Although I'm late by ten-some years, if I die now, perhaps it can be considered a sort of remedy, just like building a new wall for the sheep pen."
"If I die, these schemes will all be useless. These conflicts also seem to have no meaning. All that remains is peace, and that's pretty good."
Chen Changsheng stared into Xu Yourong's eyes and spoke with extreme seriousness.
He did not speak quickly, doing his utmost to enunciate each word as clearly as possible, ensuring that his thoughts could be heard.
Xu Yourong heard and confirmed his meaning. Her expression remained calm, but her voice sank, tinged with anger. "I won't let you die."
"You understand. Even if I don't want to die, I will still die in the end. It's just a matter of a few dozen days sooner or a few dozen days later. "
Chen Changsheng looked at her and earnestly explained.
In his long conversation with the Pope in the Li Palace, he spoke of the story from a thousand years ago, spoke of the other continent countless li away, spoke of his illness, but did not speak in detail, much less discuss how to cure it.
It was already very clear that not even the Pope could cure his illness.
Perhaps it was because he had been pondering this matter ever since he was ten years old, but when this matter truly appeared before his eyes, Chen Changsheng did not feel any fear.
Perhaps he had become numb? He thought in his heart.
At this moment, he was very seriously pondering. Since he was going to die, then what he should do before he died, how he should die.
At most, it would be a difference of a few dozen days. Dying early or late was not important, what was important was when he would die.
His meridians would wither, his blood would run dry, or would he be eaten by those supreme experts of the world? How he died was not important, what was important was that he himself decided.
He cultivated the Dao of following his heart. If life could not go as he wished, then he naturally had to care about the end.
As he thought of these questions, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Looking into his eyes, Xu Yourong confirmed his intentions, and her heart was slightly grieved.
"I won't let you die," she said.
In Mount Han, on the journey, and just now, she would often say to Chen Changsheng, "I won't let you die."
At this time, she would say, "I won't let you die."
These two sentences were only separated by a single word, but they had completely different meanings, representing completely different moods.
Normally, when a girl said these words, the rims of their eyes would often turn red, and they would even be choking with sobs.
But Xu Yourong remained very calm, even deliberately indifferent.
But not even she noticed that when she said these words, her voice was slightly trembling.
This was the deepest despair.
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In the entire continent, only five people knew that Chen Changsheng was about to die.
To the ordinary people of the capital, this was just a very ordinary day in early autumn. They lived their lives as usual, working and eating, walking and looking, drinking and chatting. When they saw the carriage of a noble family crash into a stone lion, they would go and watch the spectacle. When they heard some gossip, they would begin to enthusiastically express their opinions.
On this ordinary autumn day, a shocking piece of news spread through the entire capital, attracting the attention of all the people.
Many people had already known yesterday that the party from Holy Maiden Peak and the Orthodoxy's party had come to the capital together, but only this morning did they know that the Holy Maiden had not lived in the Li Palace, nor had she lived in the Imperial Palace, nor had she returned to the Divine General of the East's estate. Instead, she had gone directly to the Orthodox Academy.
Moreover, it was said that she had stayed in the Orthodox Academy for an entire night.
"The Holy Maiden definitely stayed in the Orthodox Academy for an entire night!"
A pawnbroker stood in front of his shop, waving his arms as he loudly declared. His expression was extremely solemn, as if he was narrating a scripture of the Orthodoxy.
No one could quickly accept this sort of matter, especially those young men. Whether they were scholars or laborers, the people surrounding the shop all had very unsightly expressions.
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