Jian Yuer forgot why she came here and what she had just said. All the blood in her body seemed to be drained away in an instant. The golden hairpin clearly scratched Yan Yiming's face, but at that moment it seemed as if it had pierced her eyeballs.
There was blood everywhere, and all that was left was a red mist in the eyes and a wound that could never be erased.
Only then did Jian Yuer remember that she shouldn't have appeared in front of him from the very beginning. She said that this face shouldn't have appeared.
Thus, this face that "should not" have appeared was destroyed beyond recognition in an instant.
She clearly did not do anything, but at this moment, Jian Yuer felt horrified that she was the culprit who ruined this face.
She wanted to explain something urgently, but it was as if someone was strangling her throat and she couldn't utter a word. Only her tears seemed to be out of control, blurring her vision along with the dazzling red mist.
She stood there blankly as if she had lost her soul, hearing the sharp and uncontrolled crying of the girl beside Yan Yiming. Helplessly, she seemed to hear Jian Yuyan's familiar voice. Suddenly, Jian Yuer felt a fear she had never felt before. She turned around in a hurry and kept explaining that she was not the one who did it.
But at this moment, no one could hear her anymore, and no one cared about her anymore.
With a thrilling blow of the sword, Yan Yiming completely cut off all thoughts of Jian Yuyan about Jian Yuer, and in an extremely decisive way, taught Jian Yuyan what cruelty was.
She looked at Jian Yuyan's uncontrollable figure rushing towards her, and saw her own miserable appearance in Jian Yuyan's panic-stricken pupils. She smiled, stretched out her blood-stained hand, touched her cut cheek, and asked him, "Now, do I still look like her..."
Jian Yuyan has lived for so many years. When he was a child, Prime Minister Jian told him that he was not a child of the Jian family. He carried the shame of his country's demise and the hatred of his clan's extermination. Until now, he still feels that it is more like a story that has nothing to do with him. When he grew up, he fell in love with Jian Yuer, but Jian Yuer said that he would only be a brother. At that time, Jian Yuyan felt that something that he had been holding on to for a long time was lost. He felt a little sad, but more of it was emptiness.
And now, Yan Yiming was lying in his arms, clearly in extreme pain, but he asked him with a relaxed look he had never seen before if he still looked like Jian Yuer. At this moment, Jian Yuyan heard the sound of his sanity collapsing.
Jian Yuyan yelled like crazy, "Go call a doctor!" But he was extremely careful while holding Yan Yiming. His beautiful lips were pale and trembling.
“Not like…”
Jian Yuyan said.
The wound was too deep and bloody, which was frightening. Jian Yuyan's hands were shaking so much that he didn't dare to touch her, fearing that careless pulling or moving would only make her more painful. He knelt beside her, supported Yan Yiming's body, and grabbed her hand that wanted to touch the wound.
"Never like that." The man who had never cried had tears in his eyes. His beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of bloodshot. He said to her in a hoarse voice, "She is she and you are you. I really don't love you because of her. Ah Ming, why are you..."
How can you be so stupid.
Why are you so cruel again...
The person I love is really you.
Yan Yiming smiled weakly, but because she was in such a mess at the moment, even her smile looked forced and distressing. Jian Yuyan hugged her carefully, watching her slowly close her eyes, and finally heard her faint voice, "Zi'an... I'm really in pain..."
She said she was in pain.
How can it not hurt...
It hurts so much, how can I bear to do it...
When the doctor arrived, Yan Yiming had already fainted and was even in shock due to excessive blood loss.
The wound is as long as a finger. No matter how it is treated, it will remain on this face forever and will never disappear.
No one will ever think she looks like Jian Yuer again, because everyone will only see the scar at first glance.
Jian Yuyan stared at Yan Yiming who was already sleeping soundly. He wanted to touch the wound on her cheek with his fingers, but Yan Yiming frowned, perhaps because she was dreaming about something or because of the pain.
Jian Yuyan suddenly withdrew his hand in bewilderment.
He remembered what Yan Yiming said when he left the Plum Garden last night. She said that people who have never been hurt will be pitied even if they are only slightly scratched, but people who are used to being hurt will not be cared even if they are covered with wounds.
How could she not care? Jian Yuyan held Yan Yiming's hand and buried her face in her palm.
In fact, I have always cared about it, in fact, I cared the most, but it was too late to find out.
Yan Yiming lost too much blood, and he fainted that day and has been in a deep sleep ever since. The doctor said it shouldn't be so serious, but he couldn't explain why he couldn't wake up.
Jian Yuyan was almost always by her side, carefully dipping his hands in water and applying it to her lips. Occasionally, he would go to the East Palace for important matters. Nangong Xuan asked him why he looked so bad recently. Jian Yuyan looked at Nangong Xuan and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of empathy.
He remembered that Nangong Xuan once said that the thing he regretted most was that he did not realize earlier that the person he truly loved was actually her, and he regretted it for the rest of his life. At that time, Jian Yuyan had never really understood this sentence, but now, thinking of the unconscious Yan Yiming, Jian Yuyan really became afraid.
In the middle of the night, Jian Yuyan carefully held her in his arms from behind. Feeling her still warm skin, he finally felt a little relieved.
The next day after that day, the distraught Jian Yuer failed to wait for Jian Yuyan. She came to the Plum Garden for the second time but was blocked at the door by the maid beside Yan Yiming.
The little girl's eyes were red as she looked on guard against her, fearing that she would do something again.
Jian Yuer was speechless and spoke with difficulty, "...I just want to come and see her..."
"No need." The little girl couldn't help crying again when she looked at this familiar face. "If it weren't for you, how could our girl be injured like this? Now her face is ruined. Are you finally happy and satisfied?"
"I didn't..." Jian Yuyan said anxiously. She really just wanted her to leave the capital and leave her brother. She really didn't intend to hurt her, but it was useless to say anything now.
She wasn't herself anymore, but she couldn't be happy at all.
Jian Yuyan came out when he heard the noise, and his eyes fell on Jian Yuer's face, which showed a coldness he had never shown before, and a fear that Jian Yuer had never seen before. She called out "brother" helplessly, but Jian Yuyan stood very far away from her and asked him coldly what he was doing here.
Jian Yuer could tolerate whatever the maid said just now, but when she heard Jian Yuyan's tone, Jian Yuer's eyes suddenly turned red with grievance.
"...I just wanted to come and see her," Jian Yuer said softly, carefully taking out a delicate little bottle, "This is the medicine that the Queen gave me..."
"No need," Jian Yuyan glanced at the small bottle. He had already asked the prince for the best medicine. "She hasn't woken up yet. Come back when she wakes up," Jian Yuyan said. Then he seemed to have thought of something and said, "Even if she wakes up, she won't want to see you. You should go back."
Jian Yuer clenched the small bottle in her hand, stared down at the tip of her shoes, tears falling silently.
Jian Yuyan just took a glance, turned around and walked into the inner room.
Jian Yuer suddenly couldn't hold it in any longer. She had never felt Jian Yuyan so cold before. She hurriedly called out to Jian Yuyan, "I really didn't expect it to turn out like this..."
"So?" Jian Yuyan paused.
"So... so she cut it herself, it wasn't me who did it, I really didn't do it," Jian Yuer said in a tearful voice, "I was just afraid that she would ruin our reputation, so I wanted to talk to her..."
"Are you done now?"
Jian Yuer's voice suddenly stopped and she raised her head in a daze.
Jian Yuyan lowered his eyelashes and didn't even look at her. He held Yan Yiming's medicine bowl in his hand. He had just given her stomach medicine. Seeing that Jian Yuer didn't say anything else, he said, "Leave immediately after you finish speaking. Don't disturb Ah Ming's rest."
Jian Yuer felt as if she had been slapped hard in the face. She could barely stand for a moment. The dignity she had tried so hard to maintain was completely stripped away. She finally burst into tears and said, "I'm just mad that she took you away... I just want her to leave, to stay away from you..."
This was the first time that Jian Yuer spoke such blunt words to him, but when he heard it now, all that was left was endless irony, even mixed with unconcealable disgust.
This confession again could no longer touch Jian Yuyan's heart. Listening to these words, Jian Yuyan thought of the love and feelings he had had for so many years, and felt a little nauseous.
Just want her to stay away from him...
"But what qualifications do you have to ask her to stay away from me?" Jian Yuyan turned around and looked at her mockingly, "Who are you to me?"
He suddenly found it a little ridiculous. Nangong Xuan back then, Jiang Yi now, Shao Jingyu who he had been communicating with, and himself now, why had he never felt that there was anything wrong in the beginning?
He had never regretted so much as he did now, that he had ever liked Jian Yuer.
The one who should be stayed away from was never A Ming, but Jian Yuer.
Jian Yuer had always looked down on Ah Ming, but she gave him her purest self. Jian Yuer, Jian Yuyan looked at her and sneered.
Your feelings are so casual and scary.
Jian Yuer walked out of the Plum Garden in a daze. The moment she left, her legs suddenly went weak. The maids waiting outside hurriedly supported her and asked her what happened.
What's wrong? Jian Yuer's lips trembled. She suddenly remembered what the woman said to her that day. She said,
"Ms. Jane, being liked by others is a very lucky thing. Even if it is inappropriate, I will never think that this relationship is shameful."
She used the wrong approach from the beginning and didn't understand her own feelings from the beginning.
At this point, the feelings are no longer there, and Jian Yuyan no longer exists.
Jian Yuer, I really regret that I ever loved you.
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