The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 177 - Return Voyage

Sang Yan frowned and gripped He Ying’s hand even tighter.

If only that could infuriate Qi Wuya to death!

The commoners at the dock were amazed by He Ying and Sang Yan’s grace and beauty.

The usually noisy dock had also turned silent.

They were all focused on the two of them.

Pei Muyang and the others had already been waiting on the deck.

“Emperor, Empress—” He came forward to greet and kneel.

Behind him, two rows of He Country soldiers in armor knelt down neatly and said in unison, “We welcome the Emperor and Empress!”

Their voices were thunderous, and the atmosphere was equally stunning.

He Ying gently raised his hand, signaling them to rise.

“Emperor, you’ve finally come back, you nearly scared this servant to death.”

Pei Muyang, with eyes red with excitement, looked as if he was about to burst into tears.

Previously, when Puluo Country sent envoys to discuss peace and mentioned returning the Emperor, he hadn’t believed it.

He hadn’t expected that now, they were indeed welcoming them back.

“Hmm. I’m back. You’ve had a hard time these days.”

He Ying’s expression was warm as he personally helped Pei Muyang to his feet.

After this ordeal, he was no longer as aloof as before and had become much more amiable and gentle.

Sang Yan stood by quietly, watching and thinking to herself.

That intense gaze still lingered on her, unrelenting.

She couldn’t help but frown and looked down from the ship.

Lv Dakuan, Chen Hu, and the others had all come to see them off, excitedly waving their hands.

Sang Yan walked to the edge of the ship and waved back to them.

Then she saw Qi Wuya standing on the shore.

He was staring straight at her.

With a mocking smile.

As if Sang Yan wasn’t returning to He Country but just stepping out for a casual visit.

Sang Yan detested him utterly and turned to leave, but then she saw his lips move—

Wait for me.

Those two words left her completely frozen: Madman! She wouldn’t wait for him! She didn’t want to see him for the rest of her life! Even if she did, it would be to kill him for people like Jiang Ke and Tan Yunjian!

Madman!

Sang Yan, fearing others would hear and damage her image as Empress of He Country, retorted unkindly in spoken language.

Qi Wuya looked taken aback for a moment, as if he understood. The smile on his face grew more sinister, and he even waved at her.

Pervert!

Sang Yan shuddered, rubbing the goosebumps on her arms, disgusted by him.

He Ying turned to look at Sang Yan and caught this exchange.

Although he knew his Ah Yan’s heart had room only for him, who could tolerate another man coveting their woman?

He was very unhappy inside.

He reached out and wrapped his arm around Sang Yan’s waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Sang Yan nestled against him obediently, “When do we leave?”

“Right away.”

He Ying glanced at Qi Wuya on the shore, his face darkening with jealousy: Jealous already? What right did he have?

“Leaving like this, not being able to kill Qi Wuya, is such a pity—”

Before she could finish, her lips were sealed shut.

He Ying kissed Sang Yan’s lips in front of everyone.

Sang Yan: “…”

The shock was too much, and she was a bit dazed.

She could only stand still and let him ravage her lips.

He Ying rarely showed intimacy with her in public, and when he did… it was with a touch of childishness.

It seemed he wanted to prove she was his.

Was it because he saw Qi Wuya?

Sang Yan guessed his thoughts and took the initiative to wrap her arms around He Ying’s waist, reciprocating his kiss.

“Emperor Da He and the Empress really have a good relationship,”

“Haha, indeed! I heard that to save the Empress, the Emperor returned three cities to Beiqi.”

“Wow, indeed, when a beauty smiles, whole kingdoms fall.”

“It’s good that lovers eventually ended up together.”

“Right, right, love that endures hardships together is even more precious!”

…

The chatter of the citizens reached their ears.

Qi Wuya’s face turned as black as if it was splashed with ink.

His chest heaved wildly, and his fists clenched with a crunching noise.

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He Ying must have done it on purpose!

Damn it!

He wanted to turn his head away and not look, but his body seemed frozen, watching the two kissing.

His heart ached so much!

But didn’t the pain prove that he was still alive?

“Mr. Jiu, should we… should we go back?”

Han Chen also witnessed this scene and felt both anger and pity in his heart: Sang Yan just left like that, but to deliberately upset Mr. Jiu was detestable! Mr. Jiu liked her so much, and now he had to watch her being kissed by He Ying like that. How could he stand it?

Just as he thought this—

Qi Wuya clutched at his abdomen, his body swaying, almost falling to the ground.

Han Chen, with quick reflexes, swiftly caught him, then exclaimed, “Mr. Jiu, your wound is bleeding!”

That wretched woman was too heartless!

To have angered Mr. Jiu to the point that his old wounds reopened!

“Back to the palace!”

Qi Wuya’s eyes were bloodshot as he struggled to turn his body.

Just wait!

The future is long!

He Ying, as for who will be the final victor, it’s still too early to tell!

*

Sang Yan saw Qi Wuya’s embarrassing departure.

But her mood did not lighten.

Because soldiers from He Country were loading simple coffins onto the ship.

Inside not only lay corpses but also more urns of ashes.

After all, with the summer weather being hot, many bodies had been pushed into the burial ground and had begun to rot, so they could only be cremated on the spot, preserving the ashes.

Those bodies that were still intact were also packed with large blocks of ice to prevent decay.

More than 15 minutes had passed.

“Emperor, the bodies of all our civilians and soldiers who sacrificed themselves in Puluo Country have been loaded onto the ship,”

Pei Muyang reported the situation and asked, “Can we set sail now?”

He Ying, looking at those coffins with a heavy heart, nodded, “Let’s set sail.”

They were the heroes of Da He.

Though their bodies had perished, their souls had not yet dispersed.

Now he had to bring them home.

“Once we are back home, the first thing is to properly bury them, and take good care of their families.”

“Understood.”

Pei Muyang bowed his head in compliance.

Sang Yan accompanied He Ying into the elegantly simple cabin room.

The sea voyage from Puluo back to He Country would take a long time.

She looked at Puluo Country disappearing from sight with a frown that stayed on her face.

“What’s wrong?”

He Ying noticed her downcast mood, walked over, and while asking, casually draped a cloak over her shoulders, “The sea breeze is strong, don’t catch a cold.”

Sang Yan didn’t fuss over this small gesture and, raising her head, grabbed hold of He Ying’s hand with a grave look, “He Ying, there’s something I want to tell you.”

He Ying’s heart tightened, and he eagerly said, “Go on. As long as it’s within my power, I’ll make sure it’s done.”

Sang Yan, hearing this, fell silent again.

She looked out the window at the vast seascape, her eyes filled with sorrow, as her tears began to well but did not fall.

He Ying, seeing this, felt a pang of distress, and with his large hand, he clasped hers, encouraging her, “Ah Yan, we are husband and wife, speak your mind.”

Hearing those words, Sang Yan’s tears suddenly fell.

She bit her lip, wiped away the tears, and made up her mind, looking directly at He Ying, “I want to go to the place where Jiang Ke died.”