The road is right under your feet

Chapter 207 Caress from a distance

"Your Highness, you have an important responsibility. How can you ignore the world because of your own personal feelings?"

The person who spoke was the imperial teacher, who was also the most experienced generation and had extremely high prestige.

"The country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Your Highness, please ascend the throne as soon as possible, expand your harem, and have children." As he said this, the gray-haired imperial teacher knelt down tremblingly.

Seeing this, another old man who was still strong and healthy tossed his robe and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Your Highness, for the sake of Dayun's country, please appoint another Crown Princess."

"Your Highness, if there is no dragon scale grass, the toxins in your body will need extreme yin energy to balance yin and yang before they can be eliminated."

The Grand Supervisor said calmly but forcefully: "The Crown Princess is a matter of national importance, and it is also your only hope of survival."

"Yes, Your Highness, if you insist on doing so, we can only write a joint letter to request the Imperial Concubine to personally preside over the ceremony of establishing the Concubine." Another burly man also knelt down and spoke earnestly.

"enough!"

The figure behind the desk paused for a moment, stopped writing, his brows revealing fatigue and impatience, but his tone was quite steady, with the majesty that only a superior can have.

No one noticed that something seemed to flash in the Crown Prince's collar.

Yun Ze'an said without question: "I have my own ideas on this matter. You don't need to worry about it. Please leave."

"Your Highness, you are making fun of Dayun's future!" The burly man was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

"The future?" Yun Ze'an sneered, "If I can't even protect the one I love, how can I protect the great Yun River and Mountain?"

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?" The chief eunuch sighed, "Although the young Marquis Bai is both talented and beautiful, he is not a woman after all, and he is still young. How can he become the Crown Princess?"

"Furthermore, I heard that Young Marquis Bai was poisoned by the Life-Devouring Poison and he doesn't have much time left..."

"shut up!"

Yun Ze'an stared at the Grand Eunuch with a gaze as cold as a knife, and there was an unspeakable cruelty in the depths of his eyes.

The Grand Supervisor seemed to be stabbed, and bowed his head, "I have spoken carelessly, Your Highness, and I hope you will forgive me."

"Your Highness, you are not in a good condition to get angry. The appointment of a Crown Princess is for your own good." The burly man said anxiously.

Yun Ze'an's breathing became heavier, as if he was holding back something. "I'm tired. Back off."

"But......"

"Get out!"

Yun Ze'an's eyes were cold and stern as he shouted.

Everyone looked at each other, and a few of them helped the Imperial Master up. He moved his lips and finally said, "This old minister will take his leave."

Yun Ze'an nodded, and after everyone left, he raised his hand and gently pinched his eyebrows.

The other hand subconsciously took out the necklace and rubbed it in his hand.

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from the necklace, "77, open the video."

Yun Ze'an was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw a light flashing on a smooth reflective spot on it, and then a figure appeared in front of him.

Yun Ze'an's eyes were full of disbelief. The person he had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of him.

He instinctively reached out to hug her, but his hands were empty.

Yun Ze'an's eyes suddenly turned red, thinking that this was another illusion.

He sank his entire body into the back of the chair, raised his hand to his forehead, and murmured, "Another big dream."

Bai Xing's eyes were slightly red, as if she had been crying.

Compared with the pressure from the ministers, he was more worried about Yun Ze'an's current physical condition.

Seeing his tired appearance, Bai Xing wanted to fly back immediately.

If he hadn't found the antidote in the past six months; if he really died in the secret realm; if he hadn't brought him the eight-petal fairy orchid; if he still hadn't found the dragon scale grass; if...

As all these thoughts flashed through his mind, Bai Xing's heart felt tighter and tighter, and he was about to suffocate.

Bai Xing curled up slightly and made a suppressed, hoarse sound in his throat.

Suddenly, Yun Ze'an seemed to have heard something, moved his arm away, and looked at the ring in his hand with suspicion.

If he heard correctly, the sound should come from this little thing.

But now there was no reaction at all, and no fluctuation of spiritual power. Could it be that he had heard it wrong?

He stopped thinking about it and picked up the pen again to review the memorials on the table.

Almost the moment he moved his arm away, Bai Xing, who had been looking at him, immediately noticed it and his figure disappeared.

Therefore, Yun Ze'an did not see Bai Xing again.

Shirahoshi buried his head in his knees and let out a suppressed moan from his throat.

Perhaps he was too greedy, always wanting to absorb warmth, but never thought that the warmth he absorbed might be the few he had.

A country cannot be without a successor, nor can it be without a ruler for a day.

Perhaps their ending was already determined from the beginning, so what is he insisting on?

Maybe I should have kept my distance from the beginning.

He still knows clearly which is more important, the country or him.

He was never the chosen one.

…There will be no surprises this time either.

Bai Xing felt like she was falling into an ice cellar. A trace of coldness penetrated into her bones. She felt cold all over and was shaking violently.

He thought he could still talk to him as if nothing had happened, but it turned out that everything was just what he thought.

Bai Xing raised his hand to wipe away his tears, rubbed his stiff cheeks, and after calming down for a moment, he said again: "77, connect."

77 said nothing, and the next second the figure sitting on the table appeared in front of Bai Xing again.

They were so close, as if he could reach it with just his hand, yet also so far away, so far that his palm was intertwined with his figure.

It was as if everything before his eyes was an illusion and everything was just a dream.

Now...it's time to wake up from the dream.

Yun Ze'an frowned as he felt an inexplicable weak energy passing through his elbow.

He released his spiritual sense, but did not detect anything unusual.

Yun Ze'an looked down and saw a figure sitting on the ground that was enough to distract him.

He looked dazed for a moment, and then just stared at him quietly.

After a long time, he turned back and continued with the matter at hand.

Another hallucination.

He had a blank expression on his face and stared at the page for a long time. Finally, he crossed his knuckles and placed them against his forehead. The air around him began to twist and everything in the room was shaking as if there was an earthquake.

As soon as Bai Xing looked up, he saw Yun Ze'an looking away. His expression was extremely cold, as if he felt disgusted if he looked at him for even one more second.

Bai Xing's heart sank to the bottom and he sat quietly for a while with a pale face. He didn't know if it was because the thing over there was vibrating, but his fingertips couldn't stop trembling.

After a long time, he raised his cold hands and rubbed his stiff cheeks to make himself look more natural.

Bai Xing slowly stood up, walked straight across the stage, and came in front of Yun Ze'an. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch his head, gently stroking it from a distance.

He must be very tired, right? So many ministers have come to his study.