"Lin, Master Lin!"
She had never lost her composure like this before. Her mouth opened wide, her eyes became dull, and she even staggered. She ran to Yan Hui, held Lin Song's face in her hands, and cried with joy.
"Mr. Lin, you are not dead, you are not dead, it is so great..."
“Stop, stop, stop, stop!”
Yan Hui reluctantly stopped and rolled his eyes.
"You have to wait until I put him down before you feel sad. I really can't understand how you can recognize him as your Mr. Liu in this state."
He muttered and put Lin Song down.
Originally, it was not noticeable because Yan Hui was carrying him on his back, but now that his entire figure was revealed to everyone, it could only be described as horrific.
He was so skinny that only a skeleton and a layer of skin remained. His clothes were tattered and his hair was disheveled. He no longer had the elegance of the elegant young man he once was.
"Mr. Lin, how did you become like this, Mr. Lin..."
An Yi choked with sobs, and the corners of her eyes, which had just been wiped, began to turn red again. Her brows were full of heartache, and she kept stroking Lin Song's thin face.
Gu Qingsheng suddenly felt a surge of regret in his heart. He didn't know what to say. He could only pat An Yi's shoulder and sigh.
"It's good that people are back."
However, from the beginning, Xu Qingyi, who was standing at the back of the crowd with his hands behind his back, had been staring at Lin Song's face. He closed his eyes lightly, walked up to Lin Song, and took his pulse.
Because the situation was too urgent just now, Gu Qingsheng didn't have time to think about what happened between him and Xu Qingyi. Now that everything is resolved, he felt a little sad when he saw Xu Qingyi's indifferent look.
The moon is the moon.
The outstretched hand carries the moonlight, and the eyes are filled with stars.
Every move is full of style.
Just looking at him, Gu Qingsheng could hear his own heartbeat.
"……how?"
Knowing that her mood was not right, she forced a smile and asked this question.
Putting Lin Song's hand down, Xu Qingyi could not see any emotion, but the more this happened, the more panicked An Yi became.
"Master...Master of the State."
Ever since she met Xu Qingyi, An Yi hadn't dared to look up at him, but at this moment, she seemed to be full of emotions, her face flushed, and her voice was slightly excited.
"How is he? Master Lin, is there any hope?"
“It’s not a question of whether to save him or not.”
Xu Qingyi answered An Yi, then raised his eyes, with a cold and indifferent look in them.
"He's dead, his body buried, his spirit returned to the abyss. What's here now is just a walking corpse, powered by Miao territory witchcraft."
"Maybe there's still a shred of sanity left."
After hearing this, Gu Qingsheng finally understood why Miao Lanlan had been silent for so long.
Miaojiang witchcraft can actually give a corpse the ability to move?
"What...what does this mean?"
An Yi opened her eyes wide in disbelief. It took her a long time to digest the meaning of Xu Qingyi's words.
Dead?
"How could he be dead? He's clearly still breathing... I can feel him now..."
"He's in pain now too."
With just one sentence, An Yi's remaining words were stuck in his throat.
"He used the forbidden Miaojiang Gu. Although it can revive the body, it has no consciousness. Moreover, this Gu needs to be replanted in his body every day. Planting the Gu insects is also very painful."
"Look at him now. He's not being treated well. If Master Lin were truly conscious, would he endure this?"
After telling An Yi about Lin Song's current situation, Xu Qingyi's words were filled with endless sadness.
An Yi suddenly collapsed to the ground, the feeling of regaining what he had lost disappearing in an instant.
Even if Xu Qingyi didn't say it, she knew that the most important thing to do now was to set Lin Song free.
Staring blankly at the thin figure lying on the couch, An Yi's heart seemed to be hollowed out.
"I...I understand."
There was something empty in her eyes when she looked at Xu Qingyi.
"Then what should I do?"
Gu Qingsheng stood there, his hands hidden in his sleeves trembling constantly.
I can still remember the scene of the two of us snuggling together when we first went to the teahouse.
An Yi has syphilis, and given her personality, she would definitely not let Lin Song touch her.
Lin Song treated An Yi with courtesy and did not show any disrespect to her. Even after knowing An Yi's identity and physical condition, he still dragged his heavy body to the bottom of Huaixiang Pavilion and stared at her room in a daze.
The two of them clearly had the purest spiritual care, so why did it end up like this...
Her heart trembled more and more, and finally she asked Miao Lanlan
"Is there really no way?"
Is there really no way to save these two people?
Miao Lanlan remained silent as usual, and when she thought about it, it was indeed true.
It would be a forbidden matter for Leiman to revive Lin Song, let alone solve the current situation.
"Don't worry about him. By tomorrow, the poison in his body will be gone, and Master Lin will return to his homeland."
It's like talking about a fallen leaf, or a breeze.
It was a burst of inexplicable sadness, but the only response was silence.
"Well, today I will..."
After a long time, An Yi stood up, and it was obvious that he was trying hard to stay awake. He nodded to Gu Qingsheng reluctantly.
"I'll just..."
As soon as she took a step forward, she was determined not to look at Lin Song again.
After Lin Song dies, his body will be sent back to the Shangshu Mansion, and the troubles in Huaixiang Pavilion may be solved.
Turning my head, I saw the beautiful moonlight outside.
It was just like the night they met.
The man handed him a lantern and said with a smile.
"An Yi, what a nice name."
“I felt very comfortable reading it.”
It’s a pity that there will never be a night like that again.
As if she had made up her mind, she quickened her pace, but was suddenly pulled back by a force from behind, and she couldn't even keep her balance.
The bony fingers at the corner of his clothes looked very scary. Lin Song on the bed had opened his eyes at some point.
His eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, with no end in sight.
He pulled An Yi's clothes tighter and tighter, his voice hoarse as a knife
"An Yi...An Yi..."
"Does my appearance scare you...?"
"Finally, I see you again."
It was like being hit by a heavy hammer in the heart, smashing the barrier in An Yi's heart into powder.
A tear as big as a bean suddenly rolled down from her eyes.
“Princess!!”
An Yi screamed, the sound of her knees falling to the ground was very dull, and she grabbed the hem of Gu Qingsheng's skirt, showing an unprecedented vulnerability and madness.
"Princess! Please save Master Lin! Please save Master Lin!"
"I know! Princess! I know you must have a way! If Master Lin dies like this!"
"I will definitely not be able to survive! I will definitely let him die!"
"Please save Master Lin, save me... save us..."
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