On the way back, Shen Tang explained the general course of events to Xiao Jin and Xue Yinzhou in detail, and quickly contacted the anxious Lu Xiao and Jia Lan who were waiting for news, reporting their safety to avoid needless worry.
Shen Li’s injury was too severe, so Shen Tang helped him with preliminary bandage treatnt on the way, preventing the injury from worsening.
Upon returning to their residence in the Imperial City, Shen Tang asked Xiao Jin to tidy up the room Shen Li had stayed in before, to settle him, assist in cleaning his wounds, and comnce comprehensive healing.
The external injuries, although appearing tragic, were the easiest to treat.
Shen Li’s power was excessively depleted; even after treatnt he remained comatose, not waking.
In the evening, Shen Tang sat beside the bed, her own power greatly exhausted, her complexion slightly wan, rubbing her temples wearily.
"Tangtang, take a rest for a mont, I’ll watch here," Jia Lan handed her a cup of water.
"I’m fine, you go handle your own things first, Shen Li’s condition is still unclear, I need to personally oversee him."
"Okay, call if anything happens," Jia Lan left first.
The sun set in the west, dusk fell.
The afterglow shone in from the window, Shen Tang gazed at the comatose man on the bed, unable to look away for a mont.
He had changed into a simple white robe, his red long hair scattered across the bed, his complexion not as pale as before, his features exquisitely beautiful, with a high nose bridge and delicate lips tinged with red, an alluring charm that captivated her, making her imagine how beautiful he would be on the day he wore his wedding clothes.
Surely.
Breathtaking and splendidly resplendent.
Shen Tang paused for a mont, retracting her gaze, looking at the eight powerless fox tails hanging behind him, a twinge of bitterness and complex emotions stirred in her heart.
Originally, they had nothing to do with each other, why did he co over.
Still, to save her, he ended up in such a sorry state.
Shen Tang inquired the system in her mind, "Can his broken tail grow back?"
The system replied, [I am not entirely sure, theoretically the host possesses top-level Healing Ability, capable of reviving the dead and regrowing flesh; resurrecting a tail should not be an issue.]
[But the peculiarity lies in the Nine-tailed Fox Clan’s tails being special; each tail stores their Origin Energy, not simply regrowing flesh, rely using a Healing Ability to grow a tail might be challenging.]
[Nonetheless, the host can first use the Healing Ability to gradually nourish it, maybe it will have so effect; even if the tail doesn’t grow, it will benefit his body.]
Shen Tang agreed with the system’s viewpoint, planning to visit him daily to assist with healing, seeing if it proves effective over ti.
Night was falling as Shen Tang just stood up to leave, encountering Qiu Yang rushing over.
Upon learning Shen Li returned to the city heavily injured, Qiu Yang ca back from the battlefield overnight, "Your Majesty is injured? What happened? How could this happen!"
Shen Tang reassured, "Rest assured, his condition is stabilizing now, just power depleted causing him to remain comatose, needing good rest, don’t go disturb him yet."
Qiu Yang gazed worriedly towards the room, voice trembling slightly, "But I heard Major General Xiao Jin say, Your Majesty... really lost a tail."
Shen Tang was silent for a few seconds, nodding, "He fought with two commanders of the rebel army, accidently sustaining heavy injuries, losing a tail."
Qiu Yang, hearing this, seed to lose his strength instantly, staggering backwards, "How could this happen, losing a tail is the greatest disgrace for a Nine-tailed, equivalent to being crippled in outsiders’ eyes; how would those nobles and commoners discuss and insult behind the scenes knowing this... what will Your Majesty do in future..."
"I failed to protect Your Majesty properly, how can I face the late Emperor..."
Listening to Qiu Yang’s guilty and painful voice, Shen Tang’s throat felt dry, not knowing what to say for the mont.
Shen Li lost a tail to save her.
She would do her utmost to heal him, but whether the tail could grow back, she could not guarantee.
Shen Tang closed her eyes briefly, then hoarsely asked, "I have sothing to ask you: do you have such a secret technique in your Fox Clan that allows direct teleportation to another person’s side?"
"Fox Clan Secret Technique... are you referring to the Blood Soul Pearl?"
Qiu Yang, puzzled, nevertheless answered earnestly, "This cannot be accomplished by ordinary Fox Clan mbers, but is a secret technique of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan!"
"Such a technique is unknown to outsiders; I learned about it from the late Emperor; the Nine-tailed Fox Clan’s blood possesses magical powers, usually refining it into a Blood Soul Pearl with their essence blood and giving it to their closest kin."
"Once the other party encounters lethal danger, it can teleport and summon the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, even offsetting a life."
"Since the Nine-tailed Fox Clan’s succession is difficult, and the young ones are relatively weak, male beasts typically give this Blood Soul Pearl to their partner or child..."
As he spoke, Qiu Yang sighed, rembering the past with a saddened expression, "When the late Emperor knew he was nearing his end, he entrusted the young Your Majesty to my care and gave the Blood Soul Pearl to Your Majesty, ensuring his safety."
"However, heart blood is extrely important to Nine-tailed Fox Clan; unless in special circumstances, it would never be given lightly." Qiu Yang said seriously, "Otherwise once the heart loses the essence blood protection, it is akin to losing a layer of life-preserving barrier, becoming extrely vulnerable! If outsiders attempt to exploit it to harm, it becos very easy, which itself is also a life-preserving ans for the Nine-tailed Fox Clan."
"Unless the other party is truly soone he acknowledges as his beloved, would he send this object, expressing the aning of protection."
Listening to these words, Shen Tang stood still, covering her heart in a daze, subconsciously asking, "Then, what if he rges this Blood Soul Pearl into another person’s body? What does that person... feel? Why would he do this?"
"Only a fool would do that! Once the Blood Soul Pearl is rged into soone else, it can never be retrieved again for life, moreover if the other party is hurt, he would experience it too; unless truly placing the other’s life above his own, such foolishness is impossible!"
Qiu Yang sighed, "In my long life, I’ve only seen the late Emperor, when Your Majesty was young, rge his own Blood Soul Pearl into his heart, protecting him for a lifeti."
"The late Emperor’s deep parental affection for Your Majesty was unmatched by outsiders."
Shen Tang, feeling lost, stood still, a pang of bitterness from her heart vined around as though a large hand tightly clutched her heart, leaving her breathless.
So that’s how it is.
"But, why do you suddenly ask about this matter?"
Qiu Yang, puzzled, looked at Shen Tang, suddenly pale on realizing,
His fingers trembled, pointing at her, "Could it be Your Majesty gave you the Blood Soul Pearl?!"
Shen Tang nodded, her face growing paler, "That night, when he ca over, he returned this Blood Soul Pearl to , even rging it into my heart, I didn’t know what he intended to do at that ti; I thought he wanted to kill , I didn’t expect he would act like this..."
Qiu Yang seed struck by lightning, suddenly losing strength, collapsing to the ground, "How could this happen..."
"So that’s how it was, so this is how it is..."
He seed to recall sothing, expression filled with regret, muttering, "It’s my fault, it’s all my fault..."
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