Chapter 78
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That brief meeting with the Venerable Sovereign and his words and actions. Back then, he had been perplexed.
But at that time, all he could think about was protecting that person's soul. He was too tired to pick up the things he had put down many years ago.
Seeing his silence, Gu Xuan said in a hoarse voice, "Sometimes, as an emperor … you can enjoy the reverence of all living things and control the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles, but it may not be as satisfying as ordinary people imagine."
He thought he would hear a retort, but unexpectedly, Ye Yunlan only said quietly, "I know."
Gu Xuan was slightly startled.
He looked into Ye Yunlan's clear eyes and felt that he already knew many things.
Including the confusion and pain he had never told anyone.
How could it be? He thought self-deprecatingly.
When he ordered the Flame Qilin Beast to send Ye Yunlan from the West Continent to the East Continent, he never expected that they would meet again in this life.
And it was even more impossible for Ye Yunlan to know about his existence.
— Even if they were twin brothers, the most intimate existence in the world.
Gu Xuan thought back to more than twenty years ago.
In the Ye clan's Heavenly Book, there was a prophecy of the Divine Phoenix saving the world.
When they were born, the stars changed, and it matched the astrological signs described in the Heavenly Book.
But there was only one Divine Phoenix, and his spirit root was fire, while his younger brother's spirit root was ice.
The Divine Phoenix was the sovereign of fire, so naturally, he became the destined person according to the Heavenly Book.
And in the Ye clan, which worshipped fire, the ice spirit root was regarded as an omen. Because of this, no one had ever told him that he actually had a younger brother ever since he was conscious.
If not for the fetters in his bloodline that allowed him to occasionally sense a place in the Glorious Sun Imperial Palace that he desperately wanted to get close to, he might have continued to be deceived like this.
When he was young, he felt that there was a hidden treasure in that place.
That place was extremely remote, southwest of the imperial palace.
He once passed by from afar, and with the power of his bloodline, his sharp senses could vaguely hear the hysterical screams and wails of a woman.
Later, he learned that that place was the imperial palace's cold palace.
It was a place where palace servants were sent to when they made a mistake.
He was very curious and had always wanted to see what kind of treasures he had hidden. However, he was always accompanied by guards and the Grand Preceptor, who recorded his every word and action and gave them to his father, Emperor Ye.
Emperor Ye had set many rules for him, and he had to follow them to complete his homework every day. Since he was young, he had been taught that no matter when, every word and action had to be cautious.
The Cold Palace was a place that he was not allowed to set foot in.
He repeated the rules and passed the repetitive days.
Until one day, he passed by that place as usual, but at the corner of the palace wall, he saw a youth who was about the same height as him, but much thinner. The youth was squatting by the palace wall, his fingertips gently touching a beautiful flower on the ground.
The young man's black hair draped over his shoulders, but it looked a little messy, only revealing a little of his fair face. It was like a handful of snow piled up on the branches in winter.
The youth's fingertips were also very white, but they were stained with mud. His clothes were old and tattered, and it looked like he hadn't changed them for a long time.
His heart skipped a beat as he suddenly felt an incomparably intimate bond.
It was as if the two of them were one.
Just as he was about to ask, the Grand Preceptor furrowed his brows and muttered, "Bad luck." He called over his attendants and gave them a few instructions.
Soon, the youth was escorted by the guards and driven back to the remote palace wall in the southwest.
As for that beautiful flower, the youth didn't take the opportunity to pluck it. It still stood there beautifully, swaying in the wind.
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