Liu Yu grabbed Lin Song's arm and looked at her with tears in his eyes.
She was originally a weak woman, but now she used considerable strength to grab Lin Song.
"Master Lin! You must! You must..."
As she spoke, she sobbed and kept shaking, which was really sad to see.
But after a brief silence, Lin Song wiped his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, that's it..."
"I see……"
He slowly let go of Liu Yu, and suddenly there was thunder outside, which sounded very much like the sound of the rushing river in the moat.
Turning around, Lin Song supported his hands on the table, clenching his fists as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing his lonely back, Liu Yu rolled his eyes and put his arm around Lin Song from behind.
“Mr. Lin, I must be sad about An Yi’s death. We have been sisters for so many years. I even wanted to accompany her.”
With a resentful sigh, Liu Yu continued
"Unfortunately, I'm too lucky. I've survived several attempts at death. In this case, I think An Yi intentionally doesn't want me to lose my life."
"She has always been kind. She must be sad to see me like this and can't bear to see me die like this."
"Thinking of these, I was able to survive. Besides..."
The hand that was climbing on Lin Song's chest gradually tightened and grabbed his collar. The red nail polish on it was unusually conspicuous, and an inexplicable atmosphere flowed here.
"Maybe... An Yi also wants me to take good care of Master Lin..."
As she spoke, her face became dazed, and gradually, her hand reached into Lin Song's arms.
A long time later, Lin Song wrote a letter to Anyi, saying:
: Anyi, the wind that day was really cold and biting.
It made me feel how ugly and unbearable this world is without you.
It also made me understand how many sins were exposed after your pair of white wings fell.
His long eyelashes closed slightly and he let out a long breath.
"This is such a tough night."
After saying these words without thinking, he suddenly turned around and thrust the sword he had just pulled out of his sleeve towards Liu Yu.
The pain was almost instantaneous, and Liu Yu's brain went blank after a burst of stimulation. He didn't even have time to scream. He just stared at the blade in his stomach in disbelief, and a large amount of hot blood was already gushing out.
So much liquid dripped onto the ground, staining the ground red. Liu Yu uttered a strange word from his throat, and then fell to the ground with a bang. The light in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Lin Song, his hands covered in blood, slowly leaned his hands against the window, his eyes cold and desolate as he looked at the man walking towards him with an umbrella in the moonlight.
"An Yi, I won't be upset because of a letter."
"You are filled with the scent of a calming incense unique to the Shangshu Mansion. It's what my father uses to calm his mind. This means you've been in the Shangshu Mansion for a long time."
"You've been here for such a long time, yet it's been so peaceful. My father hates the people in Huaixiang Pavilion to the core. It's impossible for him to let you stay in the Shangshu Mansion for so long."
"Liu Yu, I don't know what you did."
"But your death will not be unjust."
Lifting her eyelashes, she saw the pure and flawless person standing before her.
Lin Song stretched out his bloody hand, as if longing for his own salvation.
"National Master...even so..."
Tears as big as beans rolled out of his eyes, and Lin Song's voice became hoarse.
The blood on his hands was shockingly red, and it was still flowing down, sticky all over the floor.
"Even so, can I be redeemed?"
"Can I, too, be forgiven?"
Xu Qingyi slowly put away the umbrella, his eyes calm but bright.
There was some distance between the two people. He slowly raised the pure white umbrella, and the tip of the umbrella touched Lin Song's bloody palm.
The blood stained the white of the umbrella with a shocking picture. Only the exiled immortal whispered
"Buddha has mercy on me."
…
After listening to Lin Song's words, it was exactly the same as what Gu Qingsheng was thinking.
Lin Qingshan was the one who obstructed the matter, and now that it's done, he just stands aside.
Whether it was Liu Yu or An Yi, there was not a trace of blood on his hands.
To kill someone, one must first attack their heart. This person is even more vicious than Chu Zhiyao.
Gu Qingsheng didn't believe that the servant who came to deliver the midnight snack that night really did so on orders from the Shangshu as he said.
If the door had not been opened that time, Liu Yu would never have been able to take the opportunity to sneak into Lin Song's room, which eventually led to his loss of life.
There must be someone behind this, and that person must be...
"That's all."
Gu Qingsheng looked at the thin Lin Song
"Evil will be punished by evil, just wait a moment."
"I won't let Anyi go like this."
…
"Princess, please stop bothering me."
Luo Zhaozhao raised her head and signaled Chunguo to bring a bowl of tea to Gu Miao.
Several days have passed, and Gu Miao's complexion has not improved.
Come to think of it, at this age, the only person Gu Miao cares about is the arrogant Imperial Master.
And finally, she found someone who suited her taste. After she got him through hard work, she let him fly away.
Anyone would be very angry, let alone this person, Gu Miao, who had just been disfigured.
Chun Guo brought tea to Gu Miao. Lan Xuan had been avoiding Gu Miao as much as possible because of his temper in the past two days. Now there were only a few palace servants left in the hall.
The tea had just been served. Perhaps because Chun Guo's red silk flower was too conspicuous today, Gu Miao swept the tea to the ground with a "tut" sound and plucked the silk flower off her head.
The strength of that hand did not relax at all. It almost scratched Gu Miao's scalp and pulled out a lot of her hair.
"ah!"
As Chun Guo screamed in pain, Gu Miao's face became furious, and with the hideous scar on his face, he looked extremely terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell.
"How outrageous!"
"You knew clearly that my engagement party was a failure, yet you still brought a big red silk flower to dangle in front of me! Are you tired of living?"
Ignoring the pain in his head, Chun Guo quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
"Princess, please forgive me. Princess, please forgive me."
Her hair was pulled down, and she looked very miserable. The hair fell scattered on her face, and her expression was distorted because of the pain.
"Your servant, your servant didn't think too much about it. I really didn't mean it that way. I really didn't mean it that way..."
As he spoke, Chun Guo became very panicked and turned to look at Luo Zhaozhao as if asking for help.
All she got in return was a cold glance from Luo Zhaozhao. She was already used to Gu Miao's behavior, so she didn't intend to care about Chun Guo. She just took a sip of tea and watched calmly.
"Princess, calm down. I am a clumsy servant with no brains. If you are dissatisfied with anything, please feel free to teach me a lesson."
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