Chapter 410: Chapter 410: Events of the Past (Part 2)

Driven to the edge of madness, he rushed towards Qingyi Manor, for Gu Yu had fallen in battle. What about her?

As a woman, what could her fate be in such circumstances?

He dared not imagine, he could only do his utmost to save her.

By the time he arrived at Qingyi Manor, his eyes were met with countless corpses and rivers of blood.

Gu Yu’s thirty thousand men had fought against Fu Xuan’s hundred thousand. Gu Yu had died in battle, but Fu Xuan’s losses were also severe.

Fu Xuan didn’t even bother disposing of the bodies, he was busy ordering men to dig for the treasure.

Gu Yu robbed the National Treasury, yet Fu Xuan couldn’t find a single vestige of the treasure.

The treasure was nowhere to be found!

She was nowhere to be found either!

Knowing that she was alive yet unseen, dead yet unburied, he finally relaxed. Death without a body was the best news he could hope for.

He then began to deploy people to find traces of her. This search went on for thirty years.

To be precise, it was not him who found her, but she who intentionally left signs.

Every time a disaster occurred, some unidentified force would generously provide aid.

This was too suspicious.

Investigate, he must investigate.

In the end, he narrowed his focus to Anping Village.

Anping Village, a small mountain village. Was she hiding here?

He excitedly left the palace, getting on a horse to meet her.

After thirty years of separation, the torment of missing her was etched into his every waking moment and haunted his nights.

He found her, finally, he found her!

Heavens, you’ve shown him such mercy.

He had never put his faith in destiny, yet in his life, there were two moments when he genuinely knelt on the ground, thanking the heavens.

One was when he learned she had vanished without a trace.

The other was thirty years later when he heard news of her.

He was overjoyed, delirious with joy.

He left behind state affairs and governance, he couldn’t wait to leave the palace.

All along the way, he fantasized about various scenes of their reunion.

He had so many questions to ask.

He had so many feelings to pour out.

He passed the days on the road sustained by his fantasies.

But…but…

What awaited him was a twisted tree.

Buried under this gnarled tree were her remains.

She had passed away more than twenty years ago.

She was dead.

His strength once again left him completely.

No, this time it was his life that had been hollowed out.

His waiting and anticipation of thirty years, all gone to waste.

All gone to waste.

He had always assumed that somewhere in the world, she was living well.

Even if he couldn’t see her, it was alright, as long as she was alive and well.

They breathed the same air, under the same blue sky.

At night, they saw the same moon and stars.

He didn’t know where she was, but he knew she was in this world.

It was these things, these sameness, this longing and hope that sustained him for thirty years.

Now, he had found her, finally, he had found her.

But she was gone.

What she left behind was an urn of ashes and a suicide note.

The handwriting still crooked, reading it left him teetering on the verge of a breakdown.

She explained why Gu Yu had broken their pact years ago, offered advice on the political situation, and lastly, implored him to spare the descendants of Gu Yu.

She knew he would come, so she left this letter.

She, she had always had faith in him, whether it was during their early days when their powers were weak or now.

She said he could conquer the world.

She even predicted he would come to find her.

But why couldn’t she wait a little longer…

Didn’t she have that magical rice that could bring the dead back to life?

Why was it that he stayed in excellent health all these decades, but she departed so early?

GuYu was dead.

He was dead!