Chapter 1314: Physically and Mentally Spent! (2/2)
”Milord, does what we're doing really have any meaning?”
”No one understands us, no one understands us…”
Countless voices began to pour in, and Wang Chong could only stare in a daze at the despairing faces around him. The world suddenly began to spin as cold sweat oozed out of Wang Chong's every pore.
”You are the source of all the chaos in this realm?”
One voice resounded in his ear, and then tens of thousands of them.
Rumble!
The earth suddenly crumbled away, and then countless waves began to surge. Wang Chong felt like he had become a piece of wood bobbing up and down in the boundless ocean as the sea water pushed him here and there. He felt cold, heavy, choked. Whoosh! A wave came out of the darkness, and then a second, a third… One heavy and massive wave after another came, beating Wang Chong again and again into the depths of the ocean.
Darkness, cold despair… all kinds of feelings rushed into his mind, making Wang Chong feel an unprecedented sense of loneliness.
”Doctor, what's happened to our lord?”
Wang Chong heard a faint and worried voice in the darkness, and then he heard a sigh.
”Haaa! His Highness has a fire burning within while his mind is suffering from depression!
”And if my judgment is correct, His Highness has suffered from a similar affliction before. His qi and blood are in disarray! The situation bodes ill!”
……
Boom!
The images before him vanished.
Wang Chong was thrown into a constantly shifting scene. At one moment, he would be within a world engulfed in fire, and then it would become extremely frigid ice. Wang Chong's mind was constantly tossed back and forth between ice and fire.
King Qi, King Song, the First Prince, the Fifth Prince, Li Junxian… countless figures appeared and disappeared before his eyes. Finally, Wang Chong fell completely unconscious.
At this moment, the Wang Family Residence was drowning in dark clouds of sorrow and depression.
King Song, Zhangchou Jianqiong, Wang Gen, Elder Ye, and Elder Zhao had all gathered in Wang Chong's room. By his bed, Wang Chong's mother was silently wiping at her tears. On the edges of the room, various maids gazed at the motionless form of Wang Chong, his face as pale as a sheet of paper, and silently wept.
Everyone felt grief upon seeing this scene. They had all rushed over as soon as they had heard the news, and when they saw Wang Chong with his tightly clenched jaw, they all felt deep remorse.
The Great Tang was everyone's Great Tang, not just Wang Chong's. But on this matter, Wang Chong had unquestionably been fighting alone, vigorously struggling again and again to salvage his defeat and change the hearts of the people. Whether it was King Song, Zhangchou Jianqiong, or anyone else, no one had provided him very much help. In this aspect, each of them found it hard not to blame themselves.
”This child has been unconscious for several days. It appears that this matter has truly dealt him a severe blow.”
”We can't let this continue. We have to do something. We can't place everything on this child's shoulders. Don't forget, he's only eighteen!”
”But there's nothing we can do! Master Zhu is the leader of all the Confucians and holds the most powerful voice in the world. Even the former Emperor regarded him with utmost respect. Right now, the majority of people support the Confucians!”
The mood was dour as everyone helplessly glanced at each other. A mental illness needed to be treated with mental cures, but ingrained habits were hard to overcome. Even if all of them did as much as possible, they could not change the people's longing for peace. Most worrisome of all was still Wang Chong's condition. As they all gazed at that young face on the bed, their brows creased in worry.
Wang Chong's big uncle, Wang Gen, turned to the imperial physician who was putting away his medicines and asked, ”Doctor, it's already been three days. Is there really no way to cure Chong-er's wounds?”
The imperial physician King Song had requested to come over shook his head and sighed. ”Haaaa… There's nothing to be done. I have no idea what sort of techniques His Highness cultivates, but there are several dozen different kinds of qi in his body. This along with his mental ills have caused him to remain in this coma. Mental problems must be treated with mental cures, so His Highness can only rely on himself if he wants to recover.”
The room fell quiet as the mood became even heavier.
Tap!
At this moment, a white-clothed woman suddenly moved from her position in the corner. Xu Qiqin, her eyes still stained with tears, slowly walked up to Wang Chong's bed.
”Lady Xu.”
Grief appeared in the eyes of the others as they watched Xu Qiqin. The relationship between Xu Qiqin and Wang Chong was already no secret, and everyone knew that they loved each other. While the others would only come once a day, Xu Qiqin would visit three times.
”Lady Xu, you must pay attention to your health. If Chong-er saw you like this, he would definitely be very worried,” Wang Gen entreated. This child had clearly gotten much thinner ever since Wang Chong had fallen into a coma, and her entire body appeared to be lacking in energy.
Xu Qiqin appeared to hear nothing, tears silently rolling down her pale face. This was already the second time she had seen Wang Chong fall unconscious. For the Great Tang, Wang Chong had exhausted almost all his strength. He was like a solitary warrior, constantly howling and struggling against the world. At times, this would make him seem like a fool, but this was precisely what she found so attractive about him.
”Wang Chong.”
Xu Qiqin lowered her body and softly kissed Wang Chong's forehead.
”I believe that you won't lose. No matter what, you will never concede.”
A forlorn smile appeared on Xu Qiqin's lips.
Buzz!
Suddenly, Wang Chong's chaotic aura appeared to stabilize, as if he had heard Xu Qiqin's words.
Everyone was struck dumb by this sight.