In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 347: Fate and Sacrifice

He did not want to obey the organization’s orders, yet to eliminate Keshun Sanfeng, he had no choice but to rely on the power of The Black Archon.

Everything had already been set in motion. He had no other path to take.

"The Black Archon... this organization..." he murmured with a sigh.

In the past, he had once felt proud to belong to it, believing that possessing power made everything easier.

But he had never expected that with power came responsibility and only by shouldering those responsibilities could one gain the benefits that came with it.

Now, his duties extended far beyond managing The Black Archon; even his own life had been bound and restricted by it since childhood.

It was not a life he enjoyed, yet he lacked the strength to change it.

He had relied on The Black Archon for far too long.

If he were to break away now, he would have no other force to depend on.

Though he had secretly cultivated Black River Society under his command over the years, it was nowhere near enough to contend with The Black Archon.

For a moment, he even found himself understanding Keshun Sanfeng’s thoughts. And yet, he could never forgive what that man had done.

In less than half a day, Gongsun Xing appeared before Yue Mingxuan as if by some miracle.

His expression was grave as he took the emperor’s pulse, then sighed. "What Yue Mingxuan said is indeed the safest approach."

"Is there any other way?"

"A blood transfusion." Perhaps influenced by Yue Mingxuan, Gongsun Xing had begun to think differently about medical treatments.

Methods like blood transfusion were things he had never even dared to consider before.

"You found this in your father’s notes?" Yue Mingxuan thought of that possibility, but still shook his head.

In this era, there was no way to determine blood compatibility.

Attempting a transfusion under such conditions would be extremely dangerous.

He was not certain he had the ability to carry out such a procedure successfully.

Opening the chest was one thing, but replacing blood was far more perilous.

"Is there no other way?"

"This illness has no cure," Gongsun Xing shook his head. "But I also know that a blood transfusion is far too dangerous."

Yue Mingxuan fell silent.

He had originally thought that if it were not an overly complicated procedure, he might be able to handle it himself.

He had not expected it to be something as extreme as a blood transfusion.

"There truly is no other way," Yue Mingxuan sighed.

He understood that even suggesting such a method meant Gongsun Xing had no alternatives left.

This poison slowly eroded the heart meridians and spread through the blood.

Without replacing the blood, there was simply no solution.

"If he takes danshen daily, along with a Heart Calming Pill, he might live for another three years," Gongsun Xing added. "But even that is not entirely reliable..."

"Why not?"

"Because I cannot guarantee that the emperor will remain free from any external stimulation during those three years," Gongsun Xing replied, shaking his head. "If we follow Yue Mingxuan’s method, it can extend his life to half a year, but he can still withstand a bit more stress. If we use my method, then you must ensure he experiences no shock or emotional disturbance whatsoever."

Shang Qinghua let out a long breath.

He truly could not guarantee such conditions, the emperor was still the emperor.

Asking him to spend his remaining days in complete rest, doing nothing at all, might as well be the same as letting him die.

"Then we’ll use Yue Mingxuan’s method. After all this time, I trust the Crown Princess my son has chosen."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

The emperor was the first to say it so plainly.

"This... actually... um..." Yue Mingxuan flushed red, he lowering his head without another word.

He had not yet sorted out his feelings regarding Shang Qinghua.

It was just that during this period, he had been far too busy to think about such matters at all.

"Since I’ve said it, then before I die, I will grant the two of you a marriage," the emperor continued. "I know what happened between Shan’er and Xueyin was out of necessity. But both of them are good children."

At this point, the emperor’s intentions could not have been clearer.

Yue Mingxuan could not bear to refuse him.

Moreover, after everything that had happened, he truly had developed feelings for Shang Qinghua.

"Please don’t say such things. Perhaps a miracle will happen," Yue Mingxuan said with a faint smile. He then wrote out another prescription. "Make sure to decoct this medicine for the emperor every day."

"Although only half a year remains, Hua’er is naturally gifted. If he can ascend the throne of Beirong, I can finally set my mind at ease," the Emperor said with a sigh.

In truth, when Keshun Sanfeng had severely injured him, he had also dealt Keshun Sanfeng a fatal blow in return.

After all, he was an Emperor and a clever one at that.

In matters like this, he had repaid in kind, so he had not truly come out at a loss.

But the years of life he had lost could never be regained.

When Concubine Keshun first heard that Keshun Sanfeng was coming, she had thought that man who is cold and heartless as he was might still have left her a sliver of hope. Yet this time, all he did was poison the Emperor.

And he himself had been gravely injured.

All of Concubine Keshun’s expectations were shattered in an instant.

She had not been rescued by Keshun Sanfeng.

Instead, she received an imperial decree of death.

The white silk was hung high and her life came to an end.

It was said that when she died, her eyes were wide open, making for a terrifying sight.

When Yue Mingxuan heard this, he only let out a quiet sigh.