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Night held me tightly, his voice conveying a chilling message.
"Get out, all of you!"
The voice was not loud, but the coldness within it was irresistible. I saw the legs of those people weaken under his imposing presence, momentarily frozen before several of them turned and rushed out of the cell in a jumbled mass.
Night turned back, wrapping his arms around me firmly, holding me close, very close.
"Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen, may the gods protect you!"
He murmured, his body trembling lightly.
"I'm really... scared... What if you're not here? You can't be gone... I can't be without you..."
What was happening?
But he continued to hold me, rambling incoherently.
"Zhenzhen, don't be afraid! Who touched you? Are you sad? It's okay, it's okay."
"Out there, it's all poison. This dungeon has been trapped by my poison array, so no one can come in or go out."
"So don't be sad. Those who have seen you, those who have touched you, none of them can escape; none of them will survive!"
I looked up in astonishment at Night Phantom, whose words were chaotic and breath wild. This was not like him at all; in this moment, he was both cruel and tender. That frantic gaze was so familiar yet incredibly alluring.
Through the mask, Night's eyes suddenly widened in extreme surprise.
I was startled as well because I realized that without noticing, my left hand had wrapped around his waist, my body pressed tightly against him, while my right hand rested on his chest.
What the hell am I doing? Is this our reunion?!
I was on the verge of tears, but there was suddenly a calmness in Ye's gaze. He tossed the dagger aside and reached out to grasp my wrist.
After a moment of trying, a complex expression flickered in his eyes.
"Zhenzhen, you’ve been poisoned." His voice suddenly turned gentle, bringing a sense of reassurance.
I nodded through my tears. The turmoil within me was growing stronger; I didn’t know how much longer I could stay conscious, but with each passing moment of clarity, my pain only intensified.
Ye gently wrapped his arms around my waist and softly began to smooth my disheveled hair. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke to me in a soothing tone, "Zhenzhen, I need to tell you something. Please don’t be scared after you hear it."
Although my mind was clouded, his words still struck me as somewhat amusing.
Well, considering what I had already been through, I wasn’t afraid of death anymore. What else could scare me?
"Zhenzhen, the poison in your body has spread to your limbs and organs. This type of poison... has no antidote."
What? Does this mean that after being rescued, I’m still going to die?
You’re from the Mirror Gate; you don’t have an antidote either? When Ruo Chanjuan said this poison was incurable, I thought she was lying. It turns out she was telling the truth.
Sigh. Even though I wasn’t afraid of dying anymore, it was still disheartening. I had thought this ordeal would end here, but the savior who rescued me couldn’t cure my poison. Well, at least I hadn’t been humiliated, and someone would collect my body.
“How much time do I have left?” I managed to ask him.
“Two more hours.” He continued to gently stroke my hair.
"Ye, seeing you makes me really happy..." I thought for a moment and realized that this was the only wish left in my heart. "But I have one request: Is two hours enough time to take me to find Qiu? Even if it’s just to see him one last time?"
As death approached, everything in my heart fell into a strange calm. Yes, I had only one wish: I wanted to see him one last time. I wanted to look at him again, to tell him with my own lips that I loved him.
Tears suddenly surged from my eyes, yet I could not make a sound. Perhaps it was destined to be this way; tonight, I would return to my world. For the first time, I regretted my journey to the Tang Dynasty. Why had I been so naive and impulsive? Why did I have to come here?
In that moment, I deeply understood a truth: back then, I was young and ignorant, unable to comprehend what this sudden journey would mean for me. The thought that from tonight onward, I would part ways with Qiu forever—never again to see him, never again to hear his voice, never again to feel his warm embrace—cut through my heart like a knife. He had unknowingly occupied all of me; there was no room left in my heart for anyone else.
So when I returned to my world, it would be impossible.
This journey to the Tang Dynasty had ruined both of my lives. My current life was destined to be spent in painful longing for him.
But he would live on without me; he wouldn't survive alone, and I didn't want that for him.
I tightly grasped Night Phantom's arm.
"If—if we don't reach him before I die, please take care of him. Don't leave him for even a second; keep him safe and prevent him from doing anything foolish!"
In response, Night Phantom wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"I love you!"
His gentle yet firm voice struck my eardrums as his strong embrace made me ache. Setting aside the emotional impact of his words, the mere sensation of his touch nearly shattered my nerves.
I pushed against him with all my strength, struggling and resisting. "Night, don't do this! I'm not myself right now; I don't know what I'll do."
"Zhenzhen, no one will die; you won't die." Night suppressed my resistance and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "The way to break the spell—the one who drugged you told you how, right?"
I felt blood rush through my veins; it wasn't just a matter of blushing—it felt like my face was burning all the way down to my ankles.
"So, Zhenzhen..."
The flames in the brazier flickered for a moment, seeming to grow faint, and Night Phantom's voice took on a somewhat ambiguous tone.
Here, it was just him. Was he planning to be my antidote?
Oh my God!
If it were with him, it would naturally be a thousand times better than the earlier situation. But what difference would it make? He wasn't Qiu. In the end, how would I face Qiu again?
But if I didn't accept this, was I just going to die like this?
When Qiu found out about everything that happened tonight, how would he react? What choices would he make?
And what about Ye? He had just clearly whispered his love for me in my ear. If we became intimate, how would I face him in the future?
In an instant, I felt like crying.
But what made me want to cry even more was that someone seemed to prefer action over words. He had somehow managed to bring me down.
“Zhenzhen, the atmosphere here is really bad. I'm sorry; I didn't want it to be like this. But it's too late.”
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