Liu'er was initially happy that Jiang Yimian had brought reinforcements, but when she looked up, she discovered that Zhao Cheng was trying to escape.
She gritted her teeth, quickly picked up the spear from the ground, and stepped forward to block him, thrusting the spear directly at him.
Zhao Cheng merely sneered, "Overestimating yourself."
He quickly raised his broadsword, deflected the spear, and slashed directly at Liu'er's neck.
However, the moment he got closer, his blood surged again, and the dormant Gu worms inside him seemed to have encountered something exciting, surging wildly within him, even slowing his movements down a bit.
He was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out why, a curved dagger pierced his throat in an instant.
The spear in Liu'er's hand pierced directly into his chest.
He glanced down at the spear in his chest before slowly looking at Liu'er and murmuring, "Why, why?"
Why does the Gu worm inside his body restrain his movements every time he gets close to this person?
Could this person be...?
His eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but at that moment the dagger was pulled out from his neck, and blood splattered out instantly. He fell to the ground, lifeless.
Liu'er frowned as she looked at the lifeless body on the ground.
Jiang Yimian then walked towards Lu Cijian.
Lu Cijian was covered in blood and wounds, looking quite disheveled.
However, he ignored everything, got up from the ground, and stumbled toward the person lying on the ground not far away.
When Song Bingcheng saw him, he just tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "It's alright, you're fine."
Lu Cijian stared at the person on the ground, his eyes bloodshot. "What are you doing? I could have saved you."
"I'll take you back right now and let Old Chen detoxify you."
Song Bingcheng simply grabbed his hand, spitting out another mouthful of black blood. "No, no need. I... I didn't have much time left to live anyway."
Yes, it was indeed Master's fault for not returning in time back then, causing you to suffer so much for no reason and almost lose your life.
Yes, it's also because Master failed to keep his promise. Master is sorry.
I resign, I resign briefly. Yes, it is Master who is sorry for you. It was I who failed to protect you.
You should blame me. Back then, I only thought that Jingxuan and Ayu were having a hard time in the palace.
But, but I never expected that you are just a four-year-old child, and in the Ink Pavilion, no one will take good care of you.
The fact that you were thrown into the tower prison by them is a pain that has always been in Master's heart.
These are all the Master's faults. For example, the Master has now failed to keep his promise to you.
I'm afraid I won't live to see your wedding with Jiang.
The thought of seeing Lu Cijian in the tower prison made him tremble involuntarily.
He knew best who was imprisoned in the tower, but he didn't know what four-year-old Lu Cijian had gone through in those two weeks.
All that was known was that Lu Cijian was barely breathing at that time, covered in blood, as if he had been pulled out of the blood. If he had been any later, that little man would have died completely in the tower prison, tormented by those people.
To be precise, Lu Cijian did indeed die in the tower prison.
That innocent Lu Cijian, who would blink his eyes with delight as he looked at him, is dead inside.
He clearly wanted him to grow up happily, but he never expected to become the one who robbed the other of his happiness.
He accomplished nothing; he failed to avenge Qingmeng and prevent her child from growing up healthy and happy.
It caused Lu Cijian so much suffering.
He shouldn't have brought Lu Cijian back to the Mo Pavilion in the first place. Knowing that the place was filthy, how could he have left such a young child there unattended?
Song Bingcheng couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears. He just stared at Lu Cijian and smiled. When his gaze fell on Jiang Yimian, he forced a smile and struggled to raise his hand.
Jiang Yimian immediately squatted down, took the other person's hand, subconsciously checked his pulse, and her brows furrowed tightly.
Song Bingcheng comforted her, saying, "Jiang girl, you don't need to exert yourself. My body is already ruined, and I didn't have much time left anyway."
If I can help you today, that's already very good.
Ci, Ci Jian, these past ten years have been so hard. You, you are now his everything. I, I only hope that you two can be together.
"Keep it simple, farewell, don't blame your master."
He made too many mistakes and missed too much in his life, especially with Lu Cijian.
He's about to die, and now Lu Cijian is blaming him? It's really a bit like moral blackmail.
He just laughed self-deprecatingly, "No, Ci, Ci Jian, you, you can blame me, you, you should blame me."
If he were Lu Cijian, he would not only blame himself, but he would even hate himself.
Lu Cijian simply held his hand tightly, her eyes red, and said, "No, Master, I... I stopped blaming you a long time ago."
I don't blame you.
He did initially blame Song Bingcheng for not keeping his promise and not bringing the gardener along.
It's strange that Song Bingcheng insists on giving him hope even though he clearly can't do it, causing his expectations to be dashed day by day.
But later, these complaints and misunderstandings disappeared when they learned what kind of crisis Xie Jingxuan and Xie Yu were in back then.
If he were Song Bingcheng, he might have made the same choice.
So the complaints and misunderstandings turned into envy.
He envied Xie Jingxuan and Xie Yu for receiving all of Song Bingcheng's attention.
But he didn't know how to win Song Bingcheng's love in return.
Children who have never received love do not know how to express it.
He received too little love and favoritism, so he could only forcefully lock his heart away and pretend to be someone who didn't need love, as if he didn't care about anything.
So he began to immerse himself in other things, such as practicing martial arts and killing people.
Gradually, he realized that he really didn't need love anymore, and of course, he also lost the opportunity to communicate with Song Bingcheng.
Their relationship also drifted further and further apart.
Song Bingcheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. However, because it aggravated his wound, he spat out several mouthfuls of black blood again, and his eyes became glazed over.
He simply reached out and gently patted Lu Cijian's hand, "Now, it's worth it just to hear you call me Master in person."
You're alright, and you still have Jiang Yatou by your side. I can go down and see Qingmeng, and ask her for credit.
Resignation, resignation, you, you, from now on, you can be good, be yourself, live well..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Bingcheng's hand had already fallen to his sides, and his life force vanished at an alarming rate.
Lu Cijian stared blankly at the person in his arms, saying in disbelief, "Master, Master."
However, the person in his arms did not respond to him again, just like his mother had done before.
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