Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Chapter 141 Life is like a play, and a play is like life.

The warm afternoon sun of early winter shone on the earth, turning the scenery in front of us into a dazzling gold.

Xue Qinghe lay on a recliner in the East Palace Garden, covered with a warm gold silk quilt, taking a lazy nap.

Perhaps because she was bedridden, her eyebrows looked more delicate than usual, and her short, dark golden hair, which was not usually pure or dazzling, subtly shimmered with a fine golden luster under the sunlight.

Lu Mingfei had barely returned to the academy and entered the Education Committee building to give his report when Meng Shenji gave him a ride to the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.

Lu Mingfei said it was troublesome, but he still got into the carriage as instructed. It would be unreasonable for him not to take a look at Xue Qinghe's situation.

To be honest, he still found it hard to believe that the ambitious politician would suddenly fall ill. When he first heard the news, he actually thought that the other party was faking illness to plot something.

For example, they could take the opportunity to shift the blame for the past onto Xuexing and Xuexing, or simply use this opportunity to see if Xuexing and Xuexing have any ulterior motives, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

However, from the serious tone of Meng Shenji, the Education Commissioner, he realized that this time it might not really be a joke.

The imperial physicians, the three chief physicians, Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo, and even Dugu Bo all examined Xue Qinghe, but all to no avail. It seemed that, like the two princes before him, he suffered from a sudden and incurable disease that had not yet been discovered in this era.

When he finally saw the person, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little guilty. Xue Qinghe looked like he was terminally ill and would die soon. He looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind at any moment. So, had he really wronged an innocent person before?

"It's Meng Shenji and Brother Lu! That's great! Cough, cough, it's good that you're back safe and sound." Xue Qinghe smiled, waved his hand, and signaled the palace servants to arrange seats and hospitality.

"Your Highness, how are you feeling today?" Meng Shenji stepped forward and bowed.

"How is Brother Xue's health?" Lu Mingfei asked with concern.

"It's alright, cough, I feel a bit better than a few days ago." Xue Qinghe nodded slightly.

But Meng Shenji's furrowed brows did not relax. He could sense that Xue Qinghe's life force was still weak and showed no signs of improvement.

There have been many rumors about Xue Qinghe in the Heaven Dou Empire over the years, including comments about him being ruthless, cunning and treacherous.

However, Meng Shenji understood that this was just a necessary tactic for those in power. Xue Ye had done something similar before. Putting all that aside, Xue Qinghe was an impeccable heir to the empire, valuing talent and treating scholars with respect, and never showing mercy when necessary.

Furthermore, Xue Qinghe had promised them that he would reform the Royal Academy's admission system and rectify the privileges of the nobility, which is why the three old men chose to join his ranks, hoping to make the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy better.

But now this flame of hope is about to be extinguished before it can even burn. The thought that the future of the Heavenly Dou Empire will fall into the hands of Prince Xue Xing and a纨绔 (spoiled brat) like Xue Beng makes him feel that the future is bleak.

"Your Highness, I'm going to the Imperial Hospital to review the medical records from the past few days. Mingfei, please sit here for a while." Meng Shenji didn't sit down. After speaking, he bowed and took his leave. He knew a few old guys who might still have a way.

After Meng Shenji left, Xue Qinghe dismissed the surrounding servants, leaving only the two of them in the courtyard.

Neither of them spoke, and they were both unsure of what to say or perhaps waiting for the other to speak.

Lu Mingfei felt that he was bad at talking and had low emotional intelligence. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth and angered Xue Qinghe to the point of death, he would never be able to leave this palace.

Xue Qinghe had so much to say, but suddenly didn't know where to begin. Should he talk about this Soul Hunt? Should he say he was about to die? Or should he say that you don't need to be sad for me?

Interestingly, although they have known each other for seven years and their relationship seems very close to outsiders, since Lu Mingfei was "picked up" by Xue Qinghe to enter the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the number of times they have actually had face-to-face conversations alone is very small.

Both of them thought about many things for a while, and although their thoughts may not have been exactly the same, they were probably both sighing in their hearts.

The courtyard remained quiet, so quiet that you could hear the leaves falling in the wind, until the boy came to his senses and Xue Qinghe finally spoke first.

"Brother Lu, congratulations! A Soul King at the age of 13, unprecedented and unparalleled." Xue Qinghe said with a smile.

"Brother Xue is joking. I'm still far from good enough." Lu Mingfei scratched his head. They had said similar things countless times in the past. When he opened his mouth, they were both a little stunned, and then they couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

Those two are as obsequious and disgusting as ever.

"It's a pity, I probably won't be able to see Brother Lu's amazing performance in the Soul Master Competition next year." Xue Qinghe shook his head, his tone quite regretful. In fact, he regretted saying it as soon as he said it, but it seemed that they hadn't talked about anything else besides cultivation over the years.

He suddenly felt a little guilty, because he seemed to have never known what Lu Mingfei liked besides cultivation. No, perhaps he had never liked cultivation at all.

So he might actually be quite annoying?

"Don't say such discouraging things. You're fine now, aren't you? You'll be alright." Lu Mingfei blinked and quickly offered a few words of comfort. The tone, which sounded like he was giving his last words, was really making him feel uneasy.

"I know my own body best." Xue Qinghe sighed and looked at the flowers that were still blooming vibrantly in the courtyard.

"Look at these flowers. They seem to be blooming in winter, but they were actually transplanted from greenhouses. They will wither overnight."

"My body is actually the same, it's just that people are forcing me to keep it up," Xue Qinghe said with a wry smile, seemingly a little tired from talking for so long, and took a few breaths.

"Brother, can you stop saying such discouraging things?" Lu Mingfei thought to himself. As everyone knows, negative emotions are contagious, and he suddenly felt a little depressed too.

"I'm sorry for saying all this, I hope it made you worry about me?" Xue Qinghe smiled as she looked at Lu Mingfei's depressed expression.

"I just wanted to say that it's not that serious yet, it's just a minor illness." Lu Mingfei felt that Xue Qinghe's understanding was a little unsettling today, so this was the legendary saying that a dying person's words are kind?

…etc.

Lu Mingfei licked his lips, suddenly feeling something was off. A dying man was actually advising him to let go? Had his aura of misfortune deteriorated to the point that even a dying man couldn't bear to look at him?

"Brother Lu has always been so kind. I'm so sorry for all these years," Xue Qinghe suddenly apologized.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei panicked. He had heard that when a person is about to die, a scrolling light appears on their mind, and they repent for their sins. Could it be that Xue Qinghe suddenly had a moment of lucidity before death?