A man who had never believed in gods or Buddhas was willing to enter temples he had never set foot in and pray to them to save his beloved.
His prayers had gone unanswered when he was trapped in the Capital City in agony. Though he was the Imperial Preceptor of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, he had never believed in gods or Buddhas again after that.
For his beloved, he was willing to pray for divine protection once more, to beg the gods to allow his beloved a place in this world, to keep him safe and give him a healthy body that would no longer fall ill.
"Please tell me how to save him! Whatever the price, I'm willing to pay it."
Zhang Lanhe only wanted to save Xie Huizhou. He could not bear to watch his beloved die before his eyes, much less imagine how he would go on living alone through his long, endless years if his beloved were gone.
He wanted to find Xie Huizhou a way to live amid certain death.
The old Taoist priest emerged from the great hall beside the statue of the deity. Seeing Zhang Lanhe kneeling before the statue in prayer, he heaved a long sigh.
"You know he should have died long ago, yet you insist on saving him. But do you know why he hasn't died yet?"
"Why? Please tell me plainly."
The moment Zhang Lanhe heard the old priest's tone, he knew the priest must have a way.
"Because of you."
"Me?"
Zhang Lanhe was a Dragon Vein to begin with, bearing Earth Qi and the nation's destiny within him. He was wholly native to this world, born in accordance with heaven's will.
Between heaven and earth, Zhang Lanhe had never been the outsider. Xie Huizhou was.
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