The group's beloved wife: She is the phoenix, she is the king

Chapter 699 Undecided

Don't jump to conclusions before the outcome is known. —Epigraph

"This humble official...this humble official will certainly do his utmost to share Your Majesty's burdens," the doctor blurted out.

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to regret it.

In the end, the doctor still gritted his teeth and went to the room where Fan Nuoxi and Dongfang Junyan were to conduct a routine examination.

He thought it would be the same as his previous diagnosis, but unexpectedly, just as he was about to give Fan Nuoxi acupuncture, Fan Nuoxi's body shone brightly, and a stream of light mixed with golden runes surged from between Fan Nuoxi's eyebrows, quickly enveloping her and suspending her in the air.

Following this, before the doctor could even examine him, Dongfang Junyan's body was also enveloped in golden runes, and his body reached the same height as Fan Nuoxi's. The two were only four feet apart, yet they seemed to be echoing each other from afar.

Tuanzi caught a glimpse of some flowing light moving around the two of them. Just as she was about to ask the doctor, she turned into a stream of light and returned to Fan Nuoxi's body.

The other celestial servants were quite frightened by this scene, but because Tan Ying was present, they simply moved a few steps away silently.

The doctor, upon seeing the runes, quickly retreated to Tan Ying's side, instinctively glancing at her. "Your Excellency, regarding this situation... I truly cannot discern whether it is good or bad..."

"I never expected... it really was him..." Tan Ying ignored him, her eyes fixed on the runes flowing across their bodies, her steps unconsciously moving closer. "I think I know why this is happening—"

"What does Your Majesty mean by this?" the doctor asked, somewhat puzzled.

Although she had never seen these runes before in her medical career, her intuition told her that they were definitely not of ordinary origin.

It doesn't seem like... a bad thing?

Otherwise, why would they be called messengers of the gods?

His Majesty may know something of this secret.

"Her health has been fluctuating these past few days, perhaps because of this 'Returning Home Contract,' which makes people hesitant." Tan Ying's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Clearly, this touched upon a blind spot in the knowledge of everyone present.

"Your Excellency, what is this?" the doctor asked cautiously. "Could you please enlighten me?"

“Reincarnation, the cycle of past lives…” Tan Ying murmured, “This contract is an ancient secret technique that takes one’s own life as the price. The most basic thing is that the caster can bear or transfer a lot of the pain of the person who has been given this contract, and it is the same for lifetimes.”

"The runes of this contract are usually only revealed under special circumstances, such as now."

"Does Your Majesty mean that the curse on the Divine Envoy is being transferred to Young Master Dongfang?" the doctor asked incredulously. "This curse is already strange and fierce; how can Young Master Dongfang withstand it?"

“It’s too late, look—” Tan Ying pointed to Dongfang Junyan’s body, the runes on his body had dimmed a bit, “They’re already finishing up.”

"So, my inability to ascertain Young Master Dongfang's condition is also due to this secret method?" The doctor's pupils dilated, his thoughts unreadable. "Could it be because of this..."

"I do not know."

Tan Ying struggled to suppress the bitterness welling up in her throat and said with difficulty.

Did this guy know something inside the story that led him to plant this life-and-death contract for his master?

Over the past tens of thousands of years, with the master reincarnating, wouldn't he be implicated by the curse every time, and this guy would be dragged along with him?

Was the sudden demise of its master also due to a curse?

Tan Ying waved her hand, "You may all leave now. I will take care of things here."

"Yes." The attendant and the physician bowed and took their leave.

The moment the group left, they all froze, forgetting everything they had seen inside the house.

After the person had gone far away, Tan Ying withdrew her hand and came to Fan Nuoxi's side.

"Why do you have so many secrets hidden in your body... Yingying really doesn't understand—" Tan Ying watched as the golden light on Fan Nuoxi faded, and placed her hand on Fan Nuoxi's pulse.

"That thing the doctor called a curse seems to have really disappeared..."

Why am I still unable to find out more, just like before?

"Your body is really special..."

Looking at Dongfang Junyan, whose face seemed to be in some pain, Tan Ying took out a handkerchief and placed it on Dongfang Junyan's wrist, preparing to take his pulse.

But then I saw his eyelashes tremble slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Tan Ying hesitated for a moment, but still took his pulse.

The situation was almost exactly as the doctor had sensed: unclear and unpredictable.

Tan Ying sighed softly, walked to a chair and sat down, muttering to herself, "Anyone who didn't know better would think that the two of you were bound together by this life-and-death contract, and that no one could separate you..."

"No matter what, you have to live well."

For some reason, Tan Ying always felt that what the doctor diagnosed might not be a curse, but something else that even she didn't know.

Because if it were truly a curse, it would definitely manifest very clearly in Fan Nuoxi.

Instead of experiencing symptoms like high fever, cough, drowsiness, and irregular heartbeat over the next few days, which can be caused by many diseases.

This feels more like it's due to a change in environment or something else...

If it were truly a curse, then the power within Fan Nuoxi should be in a suppressed state, rather than aggressively absorbing the surrounding power that could be used.

As for Dongfang Junyan, it was as if his defenses were at their maximum; if he even slightly touched the boundary, he would be bounced away.

Moreover, they must have met Qu Kuo before they met her. Given how much that guy always cared about Fan Nuoxi, he would probably find a way to fix even the smallest problem with Fan Nuoxi's hair.

Thinking about these things, Tan Ying's mood unexpectedly improved a lot.

Maybe it's just a misunderstanding?

As night fell, golden light shone brightly above the Moon Palace, a dragon's roar echoed through the sky, followed by flocks of birds gathering and the cries of phoenixes...

The first to be stunned by this sight were the celestial servants of the Moon Palace, followed by the others.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Tan Ying put down the memorial in her hand and hurriedly left Shunyi Palace.

The celestial servants were already in an uproar, discussing the matter animatedly.

"A strange phenomenon has appeared in the sky. Could it be that something is about to protect my Realm of Lin?"

"Those flying in the sky look like dragons and phoenixes from ancient books... Weren't they long ago lost to history?"

"I have heard of such divine objects, which have only appeared in the lower realms, but that was half a century ago..."

"Are they currently hovering around His Majesty's palace because they are attracted by His Majesty's strength?"

"But I feel it's inextricably linked to that divine envoy and Young Master Dongfang..."

One of the celestial attendants pointed to the room where the two were resting, saying, "Look... there seems to be a very powerful force in this room that is resonating with the divine creatures flying in the sky."

"In that case, the Divine Envoy and the others are truly benefactors to our Realm of Lin!"

"Then there's hope for us too!"

"..."

When Tan Ying arrived with several female officials, what she saw was Long Yue and Feng Qingqing circling in the sky in their original forms, with countless birds flying around them, making a noisy commotion, as if they were telling stories or cheering.

This scene was particularly conspicuous in the night sky.

At that moment, a door opened from the inside out.

Fan Nuoxi and Dongfang Junyan walked out of the house hand in hand.

"Noisy!"

Looking at the birds frolicking in the sky, Fan Nuoxi flicked her finger, and the birds in the air came to a stop.

Their noisy sounds have also vanished.

The expressions of Long Yue and Feng Qingqing, who were leading the group, visibly became more ingratiating.

This scene, which appeared to be an indescribable spectacle to anyone other than Tan Ying, brought tears to Tan Ying's eyes.

"You finally woke up..."

"I'm sorry to have worried you again." Fan Nuoxi glanced at Dongfang Junyan, her tone somewhat unnatural.

Upon seeing this, the celestial attendants all bowed in respect.

"Hey—" Tan Ying stepped forward and gently tugged at Fan Nuoxi's sleeve, "Do you know how scared you almost made me..."

"I don't care, you have to make it up to me!"

"Okay!" Fan Nuoxi chuckled.

"You agreed so easily?" Tan Ying was a little taken aback by Fan Nuoxi's quick attitude. "I thought you would be more polite!"

Fan Nuoxi subtly pulled her sleeve back, "If I don't agree, I'm afraid I'll have to endure a lot of nagging again."

Tan Ying suddenly realized something, and her face flushed red.

Could it be that he heard everything I complained about every few days these past few days?

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Screenwriter for this chapter: Fan Nuoxi

Artistic Director: Tan Ying

Guest appearance: Various birds