Qin Qianluo's expression was solemn and deep. She slowly stood up, each step she took seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, yet she was steady and gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the delicate atmosphere that felt like walking on thin ice.

She moved with light, graceful steps, like a lotus swaying in a gentle breeze, towards the simple, rustic wooden bed.

His gaze remained gentle and focused on Su Jinyun, who was drugged and sleeping peacefully on the bed.

In the dim, yellowish light, Su Jinyun's face seemed shrouded in a dreamy veil, appearing exceptionally serene and peaceful.

Like a princess sleeping in an ancient legend, untouched by the turmoil of the world.

Qin Qianluo came to the bedside and leaned down slightly, her movements as gentle as the warmest breeze on a spring morning.

I gently stroked the delicate, glistening petals, afraid that the slightest pressure would crush them.

She gently embraced Su Jinyun, as if she were holding a unique and priceless treasure.

That embrace was overflowing with endless tenderness and care, as if it wanted to pass on all the warmth in the world to the person in its arms.

In fact, deep in Qin Qianluo's heart, there had always been a persistent and lingering curiosity.

She pondered repeatedly, racking her brains, but it was as if she were still in a foggy forest.

It's unfathomable how Yu Ying learned of the extremely private matter of her possessing a spatial ability through some clandestine means.

Even though Yu Ying had personally witnessed her strange disappearance without warning, like a ghost.

But in this vast world, there are countless wonders, as numerous as the stars, and endless unbelievable phenomena.

Why is Yu Ying so certain and precise in connecting this closely with space?

The reasons behind this were like a tangled mess of yarn, constantly swirling and lingering in her mind.

Every thought that comes to mind is like trying to untangle a tangled mess, but the more you try, the more chaotic it becomes, and it's hard to find a solution.

Now that it's confirmed that Qianxi and Qian'an have been infected with the Gu worm, it's likely that they told Yuying. However, there's still one thing she can't figure out: when did Yuying inflict the Gu on the two of them?

However, the current situation is so complex that it is like an impenetrable net, and it is clearly not the right time to ask this question.

Yu Ying's emotions were as unpredictable as the weather in June, sometimes bright and dazzling, sometimes stormy and terrifying, making it impossible to fathom her next move.

The slightest misstep could be like stepping into a minefield, triggering unpredictable and unmanageable catastrophic changes that could plunge everyone into an abyss of no return.

As she pondered this, Qin Qianluo, holding Su Jinyun, flickered slightly, like a fairy in a dream merging into the ethereal light and shadow, instantly entering the space.

In the space, soft light gently falls, like a dreamy veil, or like a lively elf dancing in the air.

The light seemed to carry the rhythm of life, gently caressing every inch of space, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

Qin Qianluo gently handed Su Jinyun to An Yue, her eyes full of concern and entrustment, her gaze seemingly able to pierce through time and foresee everything that might happen in the future.

She gave a detailed explanation, her words filled with concern for Su Jinyun and trust in An Yue.

Each word felt like a heavy stone, landing on Dark Moon's heart. Only then did she reappear before Jade Shadow alone.

Yu Ying showed no surprise at Qin Qianluo's actions.

Her calm face was like a still lake, deep and serene, as if all of this had been expected.

Just like the script she had carefully written, every plot and every twist was unfolding in an orderly manner, without the slightest deviation.

She continued to eat her tea and snacks as if nothing had happened, looking completely at ease.

It's as if you're outside the hustle and bustle of the world, immersed in your own little world, oblivious to everything happening around you.

Her movements were elegant and slow, as if time itself had become gentle with her, and every bite of tea and snacks she chewed was like savoring the final tranquility of life.

When Yu Ying saw Qin Qianluo reappear, a smile slowly bloomed on her face.

This smile was different from her usual fake smiles, which were either insincere or pretentious, or hypocritical and scheming.

It is the most genuine and unreserved smile of one's entire life.

It contains the liberation after countless vicissitudes and hardships, the relief after letting go of many obsessions, and a wisp of lingering affection that is faint yet unforgettable.

It was as if she had poured all the joys and sorrows, the ups and downs of her life into that smile, making it her final swan song.

Looking at that smile, Qin Qianluo felt that the light was too dazzling, like the blazing sun in the sky, directly stinging her eyes.

It made her unconsciously squint slightly, trying to block out the overly bright light.

That smile was like a sharp sword, piercing through the layers of defense in her heart and touching her most tender corner.

Seeing Qin Qianluo's reaction, Yu Ying's smile deepened. Her smile was like a flower in full bloom, about to wither, both splendid and poignant, breathtakingly beautiful.

Yet it also exudes a deep-seated, indescribable sorrow.

That smile seemed to tell the story of her life's hardships and helplessness, making people feel pity for her.

Immediately afterwards, without hesitation, she slowly picked up the last piece of tea cake containing the deadly poison, put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly, and swallowed it.

The tea and snacks in her mouth felt like the final judgment fate had handed her, each bite accompanied by bitterness and despair.

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