Has Schicksal Run Out of People?

"Han... Han Jiang."

Guan Xing raised her head and looked at Han Jiang, whose face was full of smiles. The corners of her own lips curled upward as well.

Under the light cast by the exploding fireworks, their shadows stretched long.

Guan Xing's thoughts suddenly drifted far away.

What if she were not the Emperor of the Huang Empire, and Han Jiang were just an ordinary person?

Like ordinary families in the Empire, they could have met in school when they were young. The man would go and seek fame and success, then return home to marry his childhood sweetheart...

Guan Xing's little face flushed slightly, and she shook her head.

"How can I think about things like that? How embarrassing."

"What did you just say?" Han Jiang vaguely heard Guan Xing muttering.

Guan Xing hurriedly waved her hands and denied it. "N-No, nothing. You heard wrong, you definitely heard wrong."

"Someone down there was saying the fireworks were pretty. Some children were shouting."

Guan Xing hurriedly pointed toward some children nearby who were excitedly shouting as they watched the fireworks.

"Really?" Han Jiang frowned. He had clearly heard something about dying, or something like that.

So he said concernedly, "Little Guan Xing, don't overthink things. You really need to rest for a while."

"If it's really hard to refuse, I'll go talk to Theresa and Himeko. We can't exhaust a friend who came from so far away like this."

"If that still doesn't work, I'll send you back. Once you've rested enough, let me know and I'll come pick you up again."

Han Jiang spoke very seriously.

After all, Guan Xing had helped the Far East so much. They couldn't let their friend strain herself in both body and mind.

"I already said it was nothing. You heard wrong."