Chapter 118: The Aloof Immortal and the Wealthy Prince  07

In the main courtyard bedroom.

Zhongli Mingji lowered his gaze to his fingertips, his previously relaxed brows suddenly knitting together again, as his recently restored realm had once more diminished.

He was struggling to cope with the residual thunder power in the celestial veins after overcoming the heart demon tribulation of the path of emotions. The clash between the two forces caused his cultivation to drop sharply.

It seemed he would have to wait until the thunder power was completely dispelled by his celestial energy before his cultivation could recover again.

“……” Zhongli Mingji tried to open his mouth, but the thunder power still lodged in his throat had not dissipated.

In other words, he still could not speak.

Since entering this world, it seemed he had never uttered a single word.

His communication with the system was entirely through consciousness, rendering his mouth unnecessary.

Otherwise, wouldn’t he be seen as a lunatic for talking to the air?

Zhongli Mingji helplessly clenched his fingers; for now, he could only choose to wait, wait for his celestial energy to eliminate the thunder power, and wait for his strength to fully recover.

At this moment, Jin Muhan was returning to his Jing Wangfu from the palace with a heavy expression, his mind filled with the image of his father, the emperor, ordering him to bring his beloved into the palace.

Although he wanted to take his beloved to meet his father, that would have to wait until his beloved was well again; otherwise, wouldn’t it just tire Mingji out?

With a reluctant mindset, he slowly returned to his courtyard.

As soon as he entered, he saw Zhongli Mingji awake.

He hurried over, “Mingji, how are you feeling now?”

“Are you still uncomfortable? Do you want me to summon the imperial physician?”

Zhongli Mingji shook his head.

He was fine, not uncomfortable, and did not need the imperial physician.

Jin Muhan sat at the bedside, taking Zhongli Mingji’s hand to check his pulse.

“The pulse is stable, but you still need to be cautious.”

He looked at his beloved, who exuded an air of noble elegance, and the words that came to his lips were hesitant.

“Well… my father wants to meet you…”

Zhongli Mingji stared at him directly, as if asking why his father wanted to see him.

Jin Muhan understood his meaning and replied shyly, “I heard the imperial physician say that disciples of the celestial sect can treat your condition, so I went to the palace to ask my father to seek help from the celestial sect in Jincheng.”

“My father agreed, but he wants to see you first before he will seek medical help.”

Zhongli Mingji blinked.

He took Jin Muhan’s hand and began to write, succinctly expressing his thoughts.

‘I can go to the palace to meet your father.’

‘No need for medical help; my condition will improve.’

Jin Muhan furrowed his brows, “Will your condition really get better?”

He had known Zhongli Mingji for almost half a month, but the other had fallen ill twice during that time.

Each time, he would be in a coma for a full three days.

Zhongli Mingji nodded vigorously, his expression more serious than ever.

This was not a sickness in the first place, but rather a consequence of failing a tribulation.

As long as he restored his cultivation, the ailment would vanish.

Jin Muhan stared at him for a long time, barely managing to temporarily believe him.

“Alright then.”

He was just about to say, ‘Since there’s no need for medical help, then there’s no need to meet my father,’ when he saw Wei Xin rushing in.

“Your Highness, the Emperor has suddenly come over.”

Jin Muhan stood up anxiously, “I knew that old man would cause trouble!”

He turned to Zhongli Mingji, “Mingji, wait for me inside; I’ll go send my father back to the palace right away.”

Zhongli Mingji: “???”

No! Is it me who cannot be seen, or is it your father who cannot be seen?

Jin Muhan released Zhongli Mingji’s hand, and as he stepped out the door, he saw the Emperor and the curious Crown Prince approaching in a grand procession.

“Father, Brother, what brings you here?”

He quickly closed the door, blocking the old Emperor and the Crown Prince from entering.

“What are you hiding? Let me in to see what my future daughter-in-law looks like!”

The old Emperor pushed Jin Muhan’s arm aside, curiously opening the door to peek inside.

“Second Brother, don’t block me.” The Crown Prince pulled at his younger brother’s arms to stop him, stretching his neck to look inside.

“I just want to see what kind of celestial being you’re hiding; not even a glance is allowed!”

Jin Muhan couldn’t stop his father, nor could he stop his gossiping older brother.

“Mingji is still sick! Don’t make a fuss!”

“Don’t worry, we’ll just take a quick look; I promise we won’t disturb him while he’s recovering.” The Crown Prince, unable to contain his curiosity, stretched his neck to look into the room.

The old Emperor rushed in front, and the Crown Prince and Jin Muhan followed, entangled as they entered the bedroom.

Then, both the old Emperor and the Crown Prince widened their eyes, staring at the coldly beautiful figure sitting on the bed.

A man? The second son’s beloved is a man!

The two fathers exchanged glances, then tacitly turned to look at the tall and upright Jin Muhan beside them.

This face was sharply defined, with hair like a knife’s edge, and eyes bright as the sun and moon, exuding an aura of nobility and dominance.

He looked quite dignified.

They turned back to gaze at the stunningly handsome man who made them feel inferior.

This person carried an air of untainted pride, akin to a celestial being, as if seated on a lotus throne, exuding an ethereal quality.

Even if all the disciples of the celestial sect in Jincheng stood here, they would not match the unparalleled elegance of the person before them.

The man wore a pristine white robe, his loose black hair cascading over his shoulders.

His features were like a painting, graceful as a fairy.

How could their second son have caught such an exquisite beauty!

It was truly a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat!

No, it should be a toad eating swan meat.

Although they were Jin Muhan’s biological father and brother, they genuinely felt that Jin Muhan was reaching beyond his grasp.

“Father, I think this marriage should proceed.” The Crown Prince was the first to express his opinion, genuinely hoping his younger brother could marry soon, and now there was a ready-made brother-in-law.

The old Emperor nodded in agreement, “Indeed.”

Although his son was a prince of the realm, his son’s beloved was truly remarkable.

Moreover, under the gaze of the other, he felt a bit weak in the knees, even having the impulse to kneel and worship.

Perhaps it was because the other resembled a deity.

The two fathers tacitly pulled Jin Muhan outside, quietly closing the door behind them.

Jin Muhan hurriedly led his father and brother out to the courtyard.

The old Emperor asked, “Speak! Where did you pick up this young master?”

The Crown Prince followed closely, “Be honest!”

“!?” Jin Muhan hadn’t even had the chance to ask them when they took the initiative.

“What do you mean ‘pick up’? I rescued him by the roadside when I returned to Jincheng!”

“He was seriously injured, doesn’t remember anything from before, and can’t speak; please don’t disturb Mingji while he’s recovering.”

The Crown Prince blinked, “What’s his name?”

“Zhongli Mingji.” As soon as Jin Muhan said those four words, he directly closed the door in front of the old Emperor and the Crown Prince.

Old Emperor: (へ ╬)

Crown Prince: (*)

We just wanted to sneak a glance! Was it necessary to get this angry?

Tch! What a stingy person!