Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 210 The Princess's Embroidered Robe Has Come to Life!!!

"It's been seven days." He reached out and touched the princess's pale, thin face, feeling her cold skin. His eyes were vacant as he mechanically asked, "Princess, when will you get better?"

Although he spoke with great expectation, Zhengze knew better than anyone that the princess... was on the verge of death and would never recover.

Compared to when she left Zhu Fang Palace, the princess's entire right cheek was now completely corroded, her skin blackened, and Zhengze could even see her stark white skull through the festering skin. Such injuries would be fatal for an ordinary person. The reason the princess was still alive was entirely due to the pills Zhengze carried. For the past seven days, Zhengze had poured all the high-grade pills he carried into the princess's mouth as if they were free, barely keeping her alive. However, the princess was, after all, only a mortal. It was a miracle that she had survived for seven days with the help of these pills. If they couldn't kill the powerful demon casting the spell now, the princess would surely die today!

The princess's eyes were slightly open, but her gaze was already becoming cloudy. She wanted to smile and comfort Zhengze, who had been taking care of her for seven days and was also growing thinner, but she found that she couldn't even manage a slight upturn of her lips.

Zhengze understood her intention, and a wave of bitterness washed over him. He forced himself to keep his hands from trembling, grabbed the princess's wrist, and tried to give her strength.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

A burst of cheerful laughter suddenly rang out, "Look what I've found... What a star-crossed couple!"

It's that great demon.

Zhengze thought to himself.

He looked out the window into the middle of the yard, where a black humanoid figure was laughing wildly amidst the overgrown weeds.

Fortunately, this was the Cold Palace, and there was no one else around. Otherwise, it would have been his fault if he had frightened someone. Zhengze tried to amuse himself in his heart, but he couldn't laugh at all.

That day, he left with the princess in a daze, but did not leave the palace. He clung to a sliver of hope: he couldn't save the princess, not even the high-grade elixirs kept in his family. But perhaps the Blue Madman, whose magic power far surpassed his, had a way. He wasn't the real Blue Madman; he came from a mysterious sect, perhaps one of those immortals cultivating in the mountains. Or perhaps those immortals had a way to cure the princess.

It was this thought that kept him from leaving. He took the princess with him and placed her in the Cold Palace. On the one hand, he was afraid that if he returned to Zhu Fang Palace, he would face that monster again. On the other hand, he wanted to avoid the other people in the palace.

He and the princess spent seven days in the cold palace, neither of them eating or drinking. Fortunately, the princess had some pills to sustain her. Zhengze thought that Yan Ning, who had left, would return soon and come looking for them as soon as she discovered they were missing. However, seven days passed, and Yan Ning and Yu Liu seemed to have vanished into thin air. The goddess of fortune had also stopped favoring them. The first to come knocking was that great demon.

It seems I'm going to die alongside the princess today.

Zhengze looked at the weak princess lying on the bed, smiled with relief, and concealed the slight regret in his heart.

So be it. I was prepared to die when I came here anyway. I'll have a beautiful woman by my side on the road to the underworld. What more could I ask for?

Zhengze gripped the princess's hand tightly. The princess's eyes had opened completely at some point, and her slightly cloudy eyes suddenly brightened as if she were experiencing a final burst of energy before death. The two looked at each other silently, each seeing their own determination reflected in the other's eyes.

“My husband…” Tears welled up in the princess’s eyes. She tried her best to pull her stiff lips into a twisted smile: “It would be so good to die with my husband…”

This was the first time the princess had uttered a sound in seven days. Her voice was already broken; what was once as clear and melodious as a lark's had become hoarse and unpleasant.

Zhengze was momentarily dazed. Looking into the princess's eyes, which were filled with starlight, a heavy sense of guilt washed over him.

I'm not your husband...no...please stop calling me husband...I'm not...

Perhaps it was a sudden realization before his death that Zhengze discovered the answer to his previous dilemma: the person the princess risked her life to save was actually her husband, not him.

However, he couldn't bring himself to say such words to the princess who was on her deathbed.

If, on her way to the underworld, the princess discovers that she is not her husband, how much she would regret it? But given the current situation, there is no time for him to explain further.

Zhengze felt a mix of emotions.

The princess was unaware of Zhengze's inner struggle. She enveloped Zhengze's large hand with her cold one, her eyes filled with a hint of expectation: "Husband... before I die... can you grant me one request?"

The expectation in her eyes shone like a bright star in the world of regularity, making it impossible for him to ignore.

"You, you say."

Whatever your request, I will fulfill it for you.

At that moment, the two completely forgot about the great demon outside, and the great demon stopped its maniacal laughter, quietly floating in the air watching them.

This is a bizarre scene to outsiders, but for Zhengze, who is caught up in it, nothing else matters except the princess before him.

"My husband... could you... kiss me...?"

The princess spoke haltingly, but she spoke each word clearly, her eyes wide open.

"it is good."

Zhengze agreed in a low voice without the slightest hesitation.

He leaned down and slowly approached the princess lying on the bed.

Princess, I am not that person, not your husband. I hope you will not regret it.

Zhengze's actions were resolute, as if he had cast aside all his worries, all for this one kiss.

Wow!

Strange exclamations suddenly erupted from inside the room.

In a flash of light and shadow, two figures appeared out of nowhere in the room. Yan Ning was holding Yu Liu in her arms. The two of them finally arrived late.

Upon arriving, Yu Liu was surprised to witness such a shocking scene of kissing. She forgot to control herself and accidentally let out a cry.

However, their arrival did not affect Zhengze, who was immersed in his world with the princess. He continued to slowly approach the princess, and the distance between them gradually closed.

Just before his lips, which were beginning to turn black, were about to touch the princess's, Zhengze suddenly stopped leaning forward.

I can't kiss him!!!

You absolutely mustn't kiss her!!!

cannot! ! !

No...no...

Confusion clouded her eyes, and the princess in her vision gradually blurred, transforming into the appearance of another person. This person had light purple pupils that seemed to be filled with tenderness at all times, and the corners of her mouth always wore a lingering smile. She reached out her hand to him, and on her slender white fingertips was his salvation.

You can't kiss him!

Have you forgotten your vow to her?!