Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Blood Clan Princess VS The Newly Embraced Human Girl (Part 27)
No one knew where Lancelot had taken her, except that Olinwen could occasionally track her down.
Once, when Olinwen saw him, he was building a house in a secluded valley, where he had lived for twenty years.
“Have you ever thought about what if she never wakes up?” Olinwen actually had felt that the power inside Gu Shengyin was gradually reviving. It might not be many years before she could wake up.
He just couldn’t stand the affectionate look on Lancelot’s face and wanted to provoke him on purpose.
Over the years, the two had unexpectedly become good friends.
“Then I will stay with her. When I can no longer be by her side, just place my ashes next to her,” Lancelot said as he placed a bunch of dewy flowers next to Gu Shengyin’s pillow.
Olinwen looked at him and suddenly felt very envious.
Unfortunately, he would never have such an opportunity to love someone again.
Gu Shengyin woke up in a season of falling autumn leaves.
When she awakened, Lancelot was sitting by her side.
“Are you awake?” Lancelot asked with a smile as tender as ever, as if it were just a routine greeting in the morning.
Gu Shengyin smiled as well.
In this world, Gu Shengyin herself did not know how long she had eventually stayed with Lancelot.
She only remembered experiencing countless episodes of weakness and sleep, and every time she opened her eyes, Lancelot was there smiling tenderly at her.
The lifespan of a Sword Cultivator was not infinite, and Lancelot inevitably entered his period of decline.
“Don’t be sad.” Lancelot still looked so young, holding her tenderly, “I am content to have been able to accompany you for so many years.”
He looked at Gu Shengyin. “During these days, I think I’ve had many dreams about the two of us,” he said.
He smiled and said, “It seems we are fated lovers. In every lifetime, I meet you, and then, we are very happy.”
Gu Shengyin felt like crying.
“Katusha, do not transform me,” he said as he kissed her lips.
Gu Shengyin nodded; she had lived long enough in this world.
Lancelot’s passing was silent, and Gu Shengyin did not seem exceptionally heartbroken; she kept his ashes in her bedroom.
When the next period of weakness arrived, she calmly stepped into the coffin with his ashes.
“Your Highness, that human has died, and Prince Bruch is now single. Besides you, no one is worthy of her,” said a member of the Blood Clan to Olinwen.
Olinwen shook his head.
No one had that chance anymore. That person was dead, and Yekaterina would not wake up again.
He was not wrong, Gu Shengyin slept on and never woke up again.
The first thing Gu Shengyin did when she returned to the space was to call out to the system: “You know his identity, don’t you?”
She was not foolish; even if the system had previously been unable to find information about her lover, it was impossible that it was still unable to after all this time.
This time, the system indeed changed its response: “Host permission insufficient, unable to query.”
Gu Shengyin: Fine, you’re tough.
“Then when will I have the permission?”
The system flickered with white light: “There is no hard rule. When that person is willing to let you know, then you, the host, will be able to know.”
Gu Shengyin: …You win!