Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 64 A Lifetime of Glory and Peace (33)

Hong Zhaodi held her head in her hands, suddenly squatted down, and murmured softly.

"No, no, I won't go back."

"I am not a lowly person, I am a superior person."

She suddenly stood up, her eyes bloodshot. She laughed twice and pointed the dagger at her. "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, the Nangong family wouldn't have become like this. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here, I wouldn't be imprisoned here."

"Then kill me, kill me, and everything will be back to normal." Shen Yun's voice was full of seduction.

2345: [Pfft, you're crazy.]

Shen Yun countered, "Is the mission complete?"

2345 nodded subconsciously. [Done.]

"Then what's the point of staying here? Is it just a waste of time?"

【But……】

Hong Zhaodi's eyes lit up, as if a person who had been trekking through the desert had suddenly seen an oasis. Yes, kill her, kill her, as long as she is killed, everything will be over.

"Stop!" Gu Changjin was horrified; upon seeing this scene, he almost lost his mind.

"Thud." That was the sound of a dagger piercing flesh.

"Ouch." Shen Yun frowned deeply; it really hurt like hell.

Seemingly startled by Gu Changjin's voice, Hong Zhaodi reacted, then suddenly drew her dagger, looked at it in disbelief, and fled in panic.

Shen Yun suffered physical pain once again, twice as much.

"Rong An, how are you?" Gu Changjin rushed over and hugged her as she involuntarily slumped down. His face was full of anxiety. He placed his hand on the wound, and soon his palm was stained red with blood.

"Someone, call the doctor over here, quickly."

The guards following behind were terrified at the sight. However, since the Nangong residence was some distance from the palace, they could only ask a doctor to come and take a look.

Shen Yun couldn't let herself live until the doctor arrived. She tightly gripped the hand covering her wound, her face full of reluctance. "Royal brother, you must... govern the Great Wei well, don't... don't let down Father and Mother's expectations."

"As for Nangong Yu and Hong Zhaodi, you don't need to kill them. Just keep them imprisoned in the Nangong Mansion and let them become useless."

After saying this, she was exhausted and struggled to look at him, only saying, "Brother, you... take good care of yourself."

A tear fell on her face, cool like snow in winter, but she was too weak to see Gu Changjin's expression.

"Rong'an, Rong'an..." Gu Changjin was stunned at first, then shouted.

……

Before long, the doctor summoned by the guard arrived, but it was too late. The woman in his arms had already stopped breathing. Gu Changjin sat there in a daze for a long time before finally picking her up and taking her back to the palace.

The imperial physicians knelt on the ground, pleading for forgiveness, saying they were powerless to save the patient.

How could it be beyond saving? There were so many things he hadn't had a chance to say, so many things he hadn't had a chance to do.

He watched as the body was placed into the crystal coffin, like a wooden statue. Then he ordered a room to be set up next to his palace, where ice was kept year-round. He also found some rare treasures that could preserve the body from decay.

Without a funeral, he always felt that the girl in his heart was still alive, and would barge into the imperial study in a triumphant manner, saying things that were against the rules.

……

Gender: Female (variable)
Name: Shen Yun

Skills: None

Points: 0
Character score: +1000
Standing in the system space, Shen Yun suddenly became curious, "How did your character points increase so quickly?" [You pacified the barbarians and saved countless people; you have rendered great service.]

"What about my points?"

2345 remained indifferent. [Host, you used it yourself, and if you continue this deliberate suicide, points will be deducted.]

Shen Yun, unusually, remained silent.

【Host, let's make a deal!】2345 A furry face was filled with sorrow.

"What?" Shen Yun looked up.

[As long as we complete the mission, we don't need to commit suicide on the spot.] If it did this again, its little heart might not be able to take it.

"Mmm." She nodded. "You're overthinking it. Why would I have such terrible thoughts? It was all an accident."

2345 pursed its lips, it didn't even believe a punctuation mark, the host's mouth, a lying ghost.

Seeing that she remained silent, 2345 cautiously asked, "The next world?"

Shen Yun shook her head. "Let me see what happens next." To be honest, she was still quite reluctant to part with her older brother, Gu Changjin. Although he wasn't very bright, he really doted on her.

A human figure gradually appeared on the pure white screen.

Gu Changjin, dressed in a thick fur coat, slowly walked towards a room.

There was almost nothing inside, except for a coffin placed in the very center.

Upon seeing this, Shen Yun suddenly had a bad feeling.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed "her" corpse.

She changed into a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, which seemed to be... the ceremonial attire of an empress.

His fair, slender hands gently stroked the face of the person in the coffin, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Thin lips pressed against a smooth forehead, a fleeting touch.

[Host, are you moved?] 2345 sobbed, holding two tissues, and couldn't help but shed a few tears of sorrow. Couldn't the host just have a proper romance with the mission target? That would speed up the mission completion process.

"God, this is insane." Even though it wasn't his own body, seeing this scene still gave him the creeps. "Damn it, turn it off."

I never expected her to be this kind of person. 2345 gritted his teeth, and an electronic voice sounded: [The next world.]

……

Gu Changjin ultimately did not pursue the matter with Nangong Yu and Hong Zhaodi, but simply handcuffed them tightly together, day after day, year after year.

They may have had feelings for each other, but those feelings have long since vanished with the passage of time.

Mutual loathing is the most fitting description of their current situation.

He never married in his life. In the early days of the previous dynasty, some old ministers insisted that he marry, but in the following years, he simply chose a clever and bright child from among his relatives to be the crown prince.

With the crown prince already chosen, even if they are dissatisfied, they have nothing to say.

At the end of his life, he summoned the crown prince to his bedside, and his only request was to be buried with her.

The crown prince was precocious and was raised by him personally, so he was very efficient in handling affairs.

In a picturesque suburb, amidst lush mountains and clear waters, where birds sing and flowers bloom, a simple tombstone stands beneath a peach tree.

It reads, "In life and death, we made a vow. I will hold your hand and grow old with you."

(End of this chapter)