But even knowing that, Shen Yangge still found the task of helping Chu Xuanzhen ascend the throne a headache.
If he really helped Chu Xuanzhen become emperor, would he truly come back to life in his original world?
Would that also mean... parting with Chu Xuanzhen?
At the thought, Shen Yangge's shoulders slumped. He had promised Chu Xuanzhen that wherever Chu Xuanzhen was, he would be there too. If he failed to keep that promise, would Chu Xuanzhen never recover from the blow?
Back at the Eastern Palace, Shen Yangge lay on a chaise longue with the back of his hand over his eyes, hiding his exhaustion and an indescribable sense of helplessness.
Yet just as the servants attending him began wondering what was wrong with Lord Shen, Shen Yangge sprang to his feet and, without a word, headed for the imperial study. A crowd followed behind him, but he walked so fast that they had to run to keep up.
Everyone wondered, What happened?
The patrolling Imperial Guards noticed the scene too. Assuming something had happened to the Crown Prince, they immediately changed course and followed the crowd, asking the palace maids and servants ahead of them what had happened as they went.
But the answer they received was, "My lords, this servant doesn't know."
They asked several people and received the same answer every time. The Imperial Guards' expressions grew grimmer, convinced that something serious had happened.
Shen Yangge strode ahead while a crowd chased after him. Anyone seeing the scene would have thought some earth-shattering incident had occurred. But then Shen Yangge reached the imperial study, stepped inside, and slammed the door shut.
The crowd behind him: "..."
The Imperial Guards asked, "What... what's going on?"
"No idea, but Lord Shen seems to have come to see