The Spirit World

Chapter 1009 Shadow Pendant

Chapter 1009 Shadow Pendant (Part )
[I hate this time...]

The stars and the moon are shining brightly, while the Big Dipper turns to frost.

There are lonely ghosts wandering outside.

"My Lady Princess..."

A gentle question entered her ears, and she suddenly opened her eyes from her sleep.

"The king's edict."

The female official on night watch slowly presented the imperial edict.

She sat up and looked at the imperial edict sealed with a black jade phoenix pattern. Only then did she lose all sleepiness.

"It's the king's edict. Has he returned?"

These words were spoken urgently and quickly, without any delay.

When she said this, she felt that she was wrong. If the king came back, she would not be unable to see him. Why would she have to use the imperial edict?

Then he thought that if he came back and still needed the imperial edict to convey information, perhaps it was some urgent matter, so he eagerly took the imperial edict, peeled off the red ink, and sat upright on the edge of the bed. The gold and silver jewels made the characters embedded in the imperial edict transparent.

Like jade and polished.

"[Yu Feng personally wrote...]"

She read it out loud, then cautiously closed her cherry red lips.

[I personally write to you, my concubine. I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you very much. I have something important to do and you are here with me, please don't worry.]

This edict is so short.

The king's edict should not be so short.

"Princess, King, are you planning to come back?" The female official stood up and stood respectfully aside.

She shook her head silently and closed her eyes, and those words appeared before her eyes.

"I imagine that going there won't be a long-term thing." She sighed a few times and clutched her arms.

"But now, it keeps getting delayed. I never thought that he might have run into some trouble and needs to stay longer."

He was no longer sleepy, and his haggard face, which had relaxed a little since the day mentioned in his letter, now showed signs of fatigue again, and his whole body had become much thinner.

Will her face age?
I really can’t bear to think about such a thing.

The princess, who used to be full of energy, looked so haggard that the female official stepped forward with concern and stood quietly beside her.

"Princess, although the king did not return as scheduled, your health is still important. You should rest for a few more days so that you can welcome the king when he returns."

The female official placed her hands on her shoulders and gently moved her waist to make her lie down.

She was like a slender willow tree swaying in the wind, about to fall and suffer a disaster. She let the female official gently move her to the middle of the bed and cover her with a quilt without moving a muscle.

But I’m so worried that I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep tonight.

"Fufang, you said..."

She originally wanted to say that he would always come back, but the tears that were about to fall from her eyes made her nose sore, and she couldn't stop her throat from trembling. She pursed her lips, but couldn't say a word.

He will come back eventually.

No matter how open-minded she is, no matter how dignified and elegant she is, she cannot resist the pain of lovesickness.

The repeated failures have broken her heart thousands of times.

"This is the nth time..." She closed her eyes and cried a tear, with red streaks running down her cheeks: "He didn't mention coming back."

"This……"

Fufang didn't dare to answer, for fear that she would be obsessed with this illusory number.

"It's just a few times, Princess, please don't worry too much. The king has his own arrangements. You, please rest early."

Fu Fang paused several times before covering her with the white quilt. From her thin, snow-white neck, one could see her pale blood and bones. She had worked too hard, and with the pressure of bad news that seemed to be coming indefinitely, she was afraid that sooner or later...

It's going to collapse.

Fu Fang straightened her quilt and pressed down the four corners. This was the bed she originally slept on with Wang, but now there was only one person on it. With her frail body, it might be difficult for her to sleep warmly.

But in this empty room, who can stay by her side and help her solve her problems?

The most annoying thing in life is the endless wait.

"Please, Princess, take a rest. When the king returns, he will be heartbroken to see you so haggard, and he will blame himself. Princess, you must take good care of your health. Get more rest."

Fu Fang spoke softly, not knowing whether the person with her eyes closed heard her or not. These were words of comfort that she had heard before.

No matter how I thought about it, it was impossible to coax the intelligent princess like a child.

She didn't answer. She just nodded slightly in front of Fufang, then turned aside and no longer faced Fufang.

Fu Fang didn't dare to think too much, nor could she say anything, much less could she bear to watch. The princess might be crying. No, the princess must be crying. How could she not cry?

Only crying can slightly alleviate the weight on the soul, but that's all it is.

That heart-wrenching pain, that sorrow of separation that is unique in heaven and earth.

How can crying alone resolve it?

After all, she loved him so much.

Can he feel it now?
The princess whom he deeply loved was about to grow old.

Year after year.

What a pain...

After Fufang left the hall, she turned around and looked at the edge of the hall opposite the gold, silver and jade bed with her eyes open.

All the things in the past came without warning, and his voice became blurred in the memory. What a painful thing it was.

It had been such a long time since she heard his voice. It seemed as if he was still by her side yesterday, but now they would be separated by life and death.

"Princess, do you think I shouldn't come back?"

His figure suddenly lingered in the temple he had built.

"what?"

She sat up in horror, her heart twitching.

The door was quickly opened. Fu Fang seemed frightened. She drew her sword and looked around, shouting intimidation: "Who dares to disturb the emperor?"

Not knowing whether it was an illusion or something else, she looked at Fufang in horror. Fufang also searched the hall with a puzzled look, but there was no one else there. She felt relieved and sheathed her sword.

"Did you hear it too? Fufang..."

Her complexion was pale, and her face, which had long lost its rosy color, looked extremely haggard. The way she looked at Fufang actually surprised her.

She was really too thin... She suddenly got up, with her hair disheveled, as if...

A madman...

She was like a madman, suddenly losing her elegance and composure.

This is extremely rare.

But it's no wonder she did that.

She is more or less a human being, and the pain of separation has caused time to ravage her body and spirit, leaving her completely lacking energy and vitality.

This was her most unique ugliness.

When will this endless love come to an end?

Perhaps it is because of this love that she is so miserable. Without this endless love, would she live for herself?
Live more...

Fu Fang once again told her to sleep well and once again left. When she was about to leave, she looked at the sleeping person and even her breathing became painful.

Fu Fang is not a princess, so it is difficult for her to understand the pain of love.

But in the end, the princess has to bear this all by herself, and no one can share even a little bit of the burden with her.

Her heart was shaking and her body was broken into pieces.

Once again, the king did not choose to return. This was also the beginning of everything, the tragedy.

Fear... the beginning of [loss].

Fear came to her through time.

He is such a great king!

He is the immortal king!

He is the king who will not be hated by time!

He obviously has it all!
He can be free and unrestrained, not caring about the lives of humans.

He is loved by heaven and earth, by his people, and by himself.

But she was, after all, his human wife.