Chapter 56: Can Die in Zhang Meng’s Place

The sky was dim and hazy, with streaks of white light resembling lightning striking down. On the ground lay a man in black clothes covered in blood, faint wisps of black smoke swirling around him.

“Ying, do you know your mistake?” A stern voice rang out.

The man on the ground struggled to get up, but was struck down again by a bolt of white light. His slender fingers clutched tightly at the dust on the ground as he replied with suppressed emotion: “What mistake have I made?”

“You developed mortal feelings, privately formed a contract with a human, and for that human’s sake, you secretly used your divine power to remove the misfortunes around her, disrupting the balance of heavenly law. Do you still not know your mistake?!”

Ying’s exquisitely beautiful features were cold and expressionless, his beautiful eyes brimming with sorrow: “If she could be well, even if it exhausted all my divine power, I would have no regrets.”

As if enraged by Ying’s words, the terrifying lightning became even more intense, striking Ying’s body again and again. Ying was beaten to near death by the countless flexible sharp blades of white light, curled up and unable to move.

Gradually, the white light weakened. The voice from the sky carried a tone of helplessness: “Ying, you are not suited to be a god.”

Ying possessed the softest heart, yet was willing to open it only to one person. It was as if his existence and value were solely for that person. He was too obsessed with the word ‘love’, and would eventually fall from godhood because of this love.

A blurry human form slowly appeared in the sky. The face and figure were indistinct, only vaguely judged to be male by his voice. He was the god of retribution sent from above to carry out Ying’s punishment.

“Ying, since you protect her so, do you know that in this life she must experience a lethal calamity? Even if you transferred the misfortunes to yourself, she still cannot escape death.”

The dying Ying’s dilated pupils suddenly contracted, and the black smoke surrounding his body suddenly surged: “No, impossible…”

“Ying, all of her calamities are caused by you.” The voice carried divine authority as it pressed down on Ying.

Ying’s handsome face turned deathly pale, a sweet taste of blood welling up in his throat. Blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth.

As the blurry figure gradually disappeared, Ying struggled to raise his arm, wanting to call out to stop him, but he fainted due to his extreme weakness.

When Zhang Meng first entered the dream space, she saw Ying lying covered in blood before her. She hadn’t seen Ying for a long time, and now seeing him in such a critical condition, she was anxious and flustered. She took out some hemostatic medicine from her pocket, but didn’t know where to start.

As if sensing Zhang Meng was by his side, Ying slowly opened his eyes.

The moment his gaze fell upon Zhang Meng, his breathing stopped for a good while. Before he could react, he had already transformed into his beast form, pouncing heavily onto Zhang Meng, his soft beast head nuzzling heavily against her neck.

Having spent a long time with him, Zhang Meng knew that Ying was usually cold and taciturn, showing no emotions, but when he was happy or excited, he would uncontrollably transform into his beast form and circle around her.

“Ying… your wounds.” Tickled by Ying’s nuzzling, Zhang Meng pushed him away and looked at him carefully, only to see his fur as white as snow, fluffy like cotton candy, without any trace of the bloodied state she had seen him in earlier.

Faced with Zhang Meng’s inquiry, he seemed not to hear, anxiously looking her up and down. Only after seeing that she was still alive and well did he speak: “You’re alright.” Even though his voice was faint, a hint of trembling could still be heard.

“Of course I’m fine, but what about you? Are you injured?”

Ying wanted to deny it, but although he had used magic to conceal the dense wounds on his body, his weakened state was difficult to hide from Zhang Meng. After the initial excitement of seeing Zhang Meng passed, his snow-white fluffy limbs could barely support his body.

“Ying, what happened to your wounds? Are you alright? Don’t hide it from me,” Zhang Meng asked sternly.

Ying rested his fluffy chin on his two front paws, his dark eyes staring unblinkingly at Zhang Meng, his ears drooping pitifully. If he were in human form, he would probably have an expressionless face, but his beast form easily revealed his emotions.

“I have no wounds, and nothing is wrong,” he said in a hoarse voice filled with irrepressible tenderness.

When he was at his most difficult and downtrodden, rejected and bullied by everyone, only Zhang Meng was willing to be close to him. When he was in despair with the whole world, it was Zhang Meng who pulled him back from the brink of falling.

Zhang Meng was an irreplaceable existence in his heart. He valued her even more than his own life. So when he inadvertently learned that Zhang Meng would face a lethal calamity, he was willing to transfer her calamity to himself, to die in her place.

However, after enduring the heavenly punishment of a thousand cuts for her sake, he was told by the god of retribution that she still could not escape death.

If she truly had that calamity, he would lock her by his side, protect her well, and let her live out this life safely.

Zhang Meng didn’t notice Ying’s increasingly obsessive gaze. She was carefully examining Ying’s body, not believing that he was completely fine. She had clearly seen him covered in blood.

Whether Ying’s disguise was too good or he really wasn’t seriously injured, Zhang Meng couldn’t find any trace of injury after examining him for a long time.

“Are you really alright?” Zhang Meng asked uncertainly.

“Mm.” His soft ears brushed against Zhang Meng’s hand, and his soft paw pads, with retracted sharp claws, gently patted the back of Zhang Meng’s hand imperceptibly.

A faint white light flowed from his front paw and quickly transferred to Zhang Meng’s hand. Before Zhang Meng could notice this action, he had already withdrawn his paw.

“Stay by my side.” His hoarse voice sounded, and if one didn’t listen carefully, one couldn’t hear the hidden obsession and fervor in his faint tone.

Although in his mind he thought of locking her by his side to protect her, only he knew what he truly wanted in his heart.

He just wanted to be with her forever. Even if it was one-sided, even if it would lead to his eternal damnation, he was unwilling to give up this idea.

He had said before that he would only give her one chance to escape. If she came back to find him again, he would never let her go.

“Haven’t I always been by your side?” Zhang Meng couldn’t help but rub his head.

Every time she entered the dream space, she would land near him. It could be said that she had always been by his side. There was an indescribable fate between them, and because Zhang Meng quite liked Ying, she didn’t dislike this fate.

“I want every moment.” Ying’s beast form quickly transformed into human form. His naked body was like the most perfect jade sculpture, and that exquisitely beautiful cold face now rarely showed an extremely soft expression.

Those pale, cold lips shyly kissed the corner of Zhang Meng’s lips…

“Zhang Meng… wake up…”

Xu Lu Cha gently pushed Zhang Meng’s shoulder, but Zhang Meng showed no response. Tiểu thư Qin, standing outside the door, curiously peeked in: “Young Master Xu, what’s wrong with Zhang Meng?”

Usually, Zhang Meng would get up to practice martial arts before dawn, but now the sun was already high in the sky, and lunch at the government office was almost ready, yet Zhang Meng still hadn’t woken up.

Xu Lu Cha was also worried at this moment. Although he had stolen several kisses from Zhang Meng while she was still sleeping and had been secretly delighted for a while, now it seemed that Zhang Meng’s condition was clearly not right. Even for someone who loved to sleep, they should have woken up after being called for so long, let alone someone with strong alertness like Zhang Meng.

“Constable Qin.” Xu Lu Cha hurriedly looked up at Tiểu thư Qin at the door, “Please find a doctor to come.”

Tiểu thư Qin was about to say there was no need to trouble a doctor, that she could just shout a couple of times and Zhang Meng would surely wake up. But before she could say this, Zhang Meng suddenly opened her eyes.

“Zhang Meng!” Xu Lu Cha stroked Zhang Meng’s face, “You’re awake?”

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Zhang Meng stared blankly at the bed curtains for a while before turning her gaze to Xu Lu Cha. As if just coming back to her senses, she suddenly sat up, but her body was weak and powerless, as if her soul had been restrained by something and couldn’t control her body well.

Xu Lu Cha hurriedly supported Zhang Meng’s swaying body, asking with concern: “What’s wrong with you?”

Zhang Meng’s mind was still recalling the days she spent with Ying in her dream. She had stayed in the dream for three days, where Ying had locked her in a high tower covered with charm papers. Ying told her that she had a lethal calamity and would be killed by the person she loved most. He told her that he wouldn’t let her die, that he would protect her well. He begged her to stay in the high tower and never leave.

She couldn’t forget the surging black smoke around Ying’s body. He didn’t seem like a god, but more like a demon.

Perhaps there was a flaw in Ying’s tower. She only stayed there for three days before waking up in reality. When she first opened her eyes and saw Xu Lu Cha, she clearly saw Ying’s appearance!

It wasn’t until Xu Lu Cha spoke that Ying’s exquisitely beautiful features suddenly dissipated, revealing Xu Lu Cha’s clear and otherworldly features. Only then did Zhang Meng breathe a sigh of relief.

“Lu Cha.” For some reason, seeing Xu Lu Cha’s worried expression for her, Zhang Meng’s heart softened, and she couldn’t help but reach out to wrap her arms around Xu Lu Cha’s waist.

Not noticing Xu Lu Cha’s suddenly stiffened body and Tiểu thư Qin’s malicious exclamation from outside the door, Zhang Meng buried her head in Xu Lu Cha’s chest and spoke softly: “Lu Cha, what would you do if I died?”

Ying said she would be killed by the person she loved most, and the first person that flashed through her mind was Yang Qing. But then she felt it was absurd. Even if she believed she might commit suicide, she wouldn’t believe Yang Qing would kill her. Perhaps the calamity Ying spoke of was just something he made up to make her stay in the tower.

Xu Lu Cha, who was already weak-kneed from Zhang Meng’s initiative embrace, suddenly heard such an inauspicious remark. His face darkened: “If you die, I will follow you. Don’t think about leaving me alone in this world.”

Zhang Meng had just spoken casually, but hearing Xu Lu Cha’s resolute words, she was startled and pushed him away: “Lu Cha, you must not do that. If I die, you must live on well…” Realizing that she was discussing this unrealistic topic with Xu Lu Cha, she couldn’t help but smile, “Let’s not discuss this topic anymore, it’s really unlucky.”

Xu Lu Cha wanted to say something more, but seeing that Zhang Meng truly didn’t want to discuss this topic anymore, he silently swallowed his words.

Outside the door, Tiểu thư Qin secretly watched the two lovebirds for a while before weakly speaking up: “It’s lunchtime, you should quickly get ready and go eat lunch.” With that, she turned and left.

Realizing that there had been an outsider present, Zhang Meng coughed awkwardly and got out of bed.

Xu Lu Cha had already prepared clean water and washing utensils for her. After Zhang Meng finished washing up and was about to leave the room, Xu Lu Cha stopped her. Seeing that no one was around, he closed the door and pulled out the mutton-fat jade pendant he wore around his neck from inside his clothes, asking, “Zhang Meng, have you shown this jade pendant to anyone?”

Seeing that it was the jade pendant she had given him, Zhang Meng shook her head: “Only I, Yang Qing, and you have seen this jade pendant. Yang Qing told me not to let others see it casually.” She smiled, “Yang Qing said that this jade pendant represents a woman’s heart and can only be given to one person in a lifetime. I gave it to you, so you must wear it well.”

Xu Lu Cha had been nervously inquiring about the jade pendant, but upon hearing Zhang Meng’s words, his jade-like handsome face suddenly turned red.

Originally, this jade pendant was something Zhang Meng had given him, and he naturally treasured it and kept it safe without Zhang Meng having to say anything. Now, hearing the hidden meaning of this jade pendant, he was so happy he could hardly contain himself. He cupped Zhang Meng’s face and gave her a heavy kiss.

He really wanted to maintain a reserved image, but he couldn’t help it as Zhang Meng was always teasing him, making his heart feel so light and fluttery.

After lunch, Xu Lu Cha was about to go out. He had asked Zi Yi to arrange a meeting with Qin Long for him. Qin Long had betrayed him, so he naturally needed to have a good talk with her.

However, the wife at home was too wonderful, yet he had to go out to deal with other disgusting women. Just thinking about this made his mood very unpleasant.

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