Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 163 The Scarlet Wound

Honglian sat by Yang Che's sickbed, looking at him with teary eyes. Just now, her father and brother were both there, so she couldn't be too obvious. But now that they were gone, only she and Yang Che were left in the room, so she naturally didn't have so many concerns.

"How did you get sick? You've always been so strong!" Honglian grabbed Yang Che's hand, the same hand that had pulled her through the streets of Xinzheng that night. It had once been so strong, but now it was terribly cold. The warmth of her palm against it only made her look more pitiful.

"Sigh." Yang Che looked at Hong Lian's sad face and wanted to explain, but how could he tell her this secret? In the end, he could only sigh.

"How can this illness be cured?" Honglian gripped Yang Che's hand tightly, her once bright and lively eyes filled with sorrow and fear, which moved Yang Che deeply.

Compared to Jingni's fortuitous encounters and Zi Nu's elaborate schemes, Yang Che seemed to have never put any thought or used any methods towards Hong Lian. Everything was Hong Lian's initiative, and her initiative was unique to Yang Che.

Being loved by such a beautiful and innocent girl is a sweet burden, just like it is now.

"Don't worry, maybe I'll suddenly recover in a couple of days." Yang Che grasped Honglian's soft little hand in return, wanting to use the strength in his palm to tell Honglian that he still had the strength, the strength to overcome this damned disease.

However, how could Honglian, who wasn't particularly clever to begin with, possibly understand Yang Che's hints?

She only took Yang Che's words of comfort as a way of making her happy.

The thought that Yang Che was still trying to cheer her up even in this situation made Honglian feel even more miserable. Tears welled up in her big eyes and streamed down her face.

"You're just trying to fool me. Do you still think I'm a child? You can fool me with just a few words." Honglian became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and her tears fell faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, her chubby little face was covered in tears.

"Hmm? So Honglian is this clever? It seems it won't be easy to fool you again in the future." Yang Che said helplessly, but he had a different feeling about Honglian's genuine feelings.

Unlike Zi Nu and Jing Ni, Yang Che never schemed against Hong Lian, yet he received such deep affection from her. This was truly a blissful burden.

"I knew you were lying to me. How can you get better? You're so smart, can't you really think of a way to cure me?" Honglian asked, sobbing. She hoped that Yang Che could create another miracle, just like the annual festival that year, and create a great miracle.

"Human abilities are ultimately limited. I know many things, but I really don't know how to cure diseases," Yang Che said, holding Honglian's small hand.

"Impossible, you must have a way," Honglian said quickly, not wanting to hear that cruel answer from Yang Che.

No, I need to think of a way too. I need to think of a way myself. Honglian suddenly realized that Yang Che was seriously ill and even if he had a way, he was powerless to help. But she was different; she was fine. Since Yang Che was powerless to help, she had to take the initiative to find a solution.

She's grown up now; she can't rely on others to solve every problem she encounters. She can find solutions on her own.

"No, I have to think of a way, I have to think of a way." Honglian's gentleness turned into determination in an instant. In that instant, she seemed to suddenly understand the meaning of strength.

Yang Che stared blankly at Hong Lian, who seemed to have suddenly become stronger. It is said that a fine sword is forged through tempering, but tempering often means cruelty.

The transformation from red lotus to crimson, from pink to scarlet, is a tragic experience of national ruin and family destruction.

Thinking of the transformation from Red Lotus to Crimson Flame in the original trajectory, Yang Che was momentarily lost in thought. Could it be that he too would become a test for Red Lotus?

That would be truly cruel.

Suddenly realizing something, Yang Che gripped Honglian's hand tightly. This girl, whom Yang Che considered utterly useless and whom he had never given any thought to, now held a different meaning in his eyes.

The deepest affections are hardest to betray, especially the deep affection of a pure young girl like Honglian.

"Honglian, don't worry, I will recover soon," Yang Che said.

Once the Ghost Soldiers' robbery of the funds is over, Yang Che will be fully recovered. As for Ji Wuye's subsequent plans, that's no longer important.

With this move, Yang Che lost the initiative, but in the next round, Ji Wuye might not have a chance to make a move.

Outside the room, Liu Yi returned after seeing Han Wang'an off. Looking at the young man and woman in the room, Liu Yi felt a pang of nostalgia. He had once had a similar dream, but reality had not turned out as he had imagined.

He used every means at his disposal, even betraying his comrades, but what did he get in return?

It was the wife's indifference towards him over the past ten years that Ji Wuye used to manipulate Yang Che now, more than ten years later.

Liu Yi blankly shifted his gaze to Madam Hu and Lady Hu walking together in another direction, and suddenly felt utterly bored.

Madam Hu never truly belonged to him, yet he had already sacrificed everything, and now he was even dragging Yang Che into further sacrifices.

Was it all worth it?

Liu Yi thought blankly, recalling the great fire at Huoyu Manor years ago.

Is this karma?

My life is already ruined, must I ruin Archer too? He's so young and already holds the position of Minister of Works, and within ten years he'll surely rise even higher, marrying a princess and becoming the Prime Minister—all of that could become a reality. But my existence, my existence is the only variable.

Liu Yi hesitated, torn between his feelings. He hated his own incompetence, yet he couldn't bear to give up everything he had.

He does not regret his choice back then, but he feels despair about the current situation.

Ji Wuye could use him to blackmail Yang Che once, and he could do the same twice or three times, until Yang Che was completely defeated and killed by Ji Wuye, which was definitely not what Yang Che wanted to see.

On the other side, Consort Hu was talking to Lady Hu. This woman, who could get along very well in the palace, could tell at a glance that her sister was absent-minded. She could also tell that her sister's absent-mindedness was not because of Yang Che, nor because of Liu Yi, but because of other reasons.

"Sister, has something happened to you lately? You look so haggard," Hu Meiren asked with concern.

She was left behind by Han Wang'an to take care of Honglian, not Yang Che. Therefore, she also needed to maintain a certain distance from Yang Che's side. Of course, this distance did not mean estrangement.

Hu Meiren also had a good impression of Yang Che. Whether from an emotional or practical point of view, she hoped that Yang Che could recover. However, she was, after all, a member of the harem, and there were some things she couldn't show too obviously.

Moreover, although Yang Che is important compared to his sister, he is ultimately secondary to Hu Meiren.