"I won't be with the young marquis, please let me go..."

Her eyes were red.

The man lowered his eyes, squatted down, and pinched her chin, "Why do you always look like I bullied you?"

He clearly didn't touch her at all, he just said a few words, but her eyes were red.

In her eyes, he was so unforgivable.

"Aren't you the one who should let me go, Yunying?"

He looked down at her condescendingly, his rough fingertips gently stroking the contours of her face.

Inch by inch.

A little bit.

His eyes gradually deepened, "Seeing you and the young marquis together, smiling so happily, I am happy for you, and Zhang Fei should be happy too."

"After all, his grave is not far away."

Yun Ying's whole body trembled and her pupils shrank sharply.

Zhang Fei is nearby...

"He's been dead for so long, but you've never visited him once. Why? Are you guilty? Are you afraid that you'll have nightmares if you see his grave?"

"I don't……"

She shook her head hurriedly, "Jing Yi, I didn't kill him!"

Jing Yi's eyes suddenly darkened, and even his fingertips turned cold:

"You always like to say things I don't like to hear!"

The big hand reached down, grabbed her neck, and lifted her up.

Holding her arm, dragging her, walking in a certain direction.

Ling Qianyi, who was still hanging on the tree, saw this and struggled in panic: "Hey! Wait for me, where are you going to hunt? Come with me, I want to go too!"

"Yun Ying! Jing Yi, wait for me!"

Before they could get down from the tree, their backs disappeared into the woods.

Ling Qianyi was very melancholy.

Why.

Yunying is so strong!

Outside the valley, facing the sun, backed by mountains and surrounded by water, is an excellent place where Zhang Fei's tomb is located.

"come over!"

Jing Yi grabbed Yun Ying's wrist and threw her in front of the grave.

The force is so great.

Yun Ying was forced to leap forward seven or eight steps, and her head hit the tombstone, causing her eyes to sway and she almost fainted.

At the same time, I smelled the ashes of burnt paper money, and for some reason my stomach churned.

"Ugh... cough!"

Almost vomited.

But when I opened my mouth, nothing came out.

"Look at his grave, look at him! Can you still remember the Gu family dinner that day? Can you still remember Zhang Fei's dying appearance? Do you have any guilt or self-blame in your heart?"

The man held her left arm and she was forced to kneel on one knee, bend over, and kneel in front of Zhang Fei's grave.

Tears slid out.

"I had no idea it would turn out like this, I really had no idea."

She cried hoarsely.

"If I knew the Gu family's conspiracy and knew that Zhang Fei would die, even if I was forced to die, I would not go to the Gu family's banquet, nor would I marry the young marquis. I have no intention of harming anyone, Jing Yi, you believe me."

"Facing Zhang Fei's grave, I swear that if I tell even a single falsehood, I will be struck by lightning and pierced by thousands of arrows, and die a miserable death!"

She turned back to look at him, her eyes blurred with tears.

Very sincere.

The man stared at her, his expression unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, he just looked at her quietly.

Her face was pale, perhaps because she had been crying.

But when he thought of Zhang Fei's tragic death, his heart turned cold instantly, and he pressed her with his long arms: "Apologize!"

She was forced to bend down, her knees pressed against her abdomen, pressing on her internal organs, causing her stomach to churn even more violently:

"It's not me..."

"I want you to apologize!"

"Yeah! It really wasn't me... Jing Yi, let me go, I feel so uncomfortable... cough cough... I, I don't feel well..."

My stomach felt uncomfortable as if someone was stirring it with a stick.

Dizziness, nausea, and weakness in the limbs.

"Don't try to play tricks!" Jing Yi leaned over her and whispered in her ear, his voice as cold as a cicada's. "Yun Ying, I have been eyeing you for my whole life. You can't be happy. I will only feel relieved if you are in agony."

Yun Ying's tears fell, her face as pale as paper:

"I feel bad...I really feel bad..."

Jing Yi hated the look of her red eyes.

It was clearly Zhang Fei who died tragically.

He is obviously the one who is suffering.

Why does Yunying act like she's innocent?

He was fed up with her hypocritical attitude!

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He pinched the back of her neck, dragged her to the bushes nearby with a gloomy look, "I don't mind making you feel more uncomfortable!"