She turned and ran, fleeing aimlessly.
Zhong Xing followed her the whole time, and she was like prey, struggling to survive.
Having not eaten for several days, her strength was quickly exhausted.
Zhong Xing held up his cold sword to her, who was lying on the ground barely alive, and said, "Keep running, or I'll kill you."
Nanqianyue bit her lip until it bled, forcing herself to stand up.
She actually stood up, her voice weak but resolute, "I'll run..."
She limped forward, with Zhong Xing following coldly behind, sword in hand.
As night was about to fall, the southward-migrating moon passed through a grove of trees, expecting to see the light, but what lay before her was...
It turned out to be a cliff.
A bitter smile appeared on her lips as she turned away helplessly. "You're playing me. You'll never let me go. You forced me here so you'd make me jump down myself, didn't you?"
Zhong Xing sneered, "You shouldn't have shown up. Just because you saved the lord, you stayed at the Crown Prince's residence and tried to seduce him. He is the future monarch and shouldn't be entangled by romantic feelings. You deserve to die."
By the time of the southward migration, Yue had no strength left to argue with him.
Behind her was a sheer cliff, and the danger ahead was no less than that; she had nowhere to retreat.
Zhong Xing tilted his head slightly, as if he had heard something.
Suddenly, he slammed a palm at Nan Qianyue, then dodged away.
As the moon fell south, it saw the man she had been trying to avoid.
Qin Yi.
He jumped down without hesitation, but thankfully, he was knocked unconscious by the attack from the man in green...
——
The atmosphere inside the room, flickering with candlelight, was somewhat somber.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Qin Yi exuded a cold aura, his dark pupils filled with chill and resentment.
The woman on the bed seemed to be entering another nightmare; fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her breathing was rapid, and the breaths coming from her lips were indistinct.
Suppressing his displeasure, Qin Yi took a soft cloth and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"don't want!"
Nanqianyue suddenly opened her eyes, tears of fear streaming down her face.
Qin Yi, his face grim, moved the soft cloth to the corner of her eye to wipe it. "You remember now?"
A cold, deep voice reached his ears, and Nanqianyue's empty eyes slowly regained focus.
She fixed her gaze on Qin Yi's less-than-attractive face, feeling a little guilty.
Or, should we lie and say he remembers everything?
“You called his name eighty-eight times in total.”
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