"No, you can't die. You're so young, and we don't have any children yet. You should die in your warm bed, surrounded by your children and grandchildren, not now! Yan'er, my Yan'er..."
"Brother Qi Heng..." Shangguan Yan'er felt her body become very light, her whole body was soft, like a feather, without any strength.
Qi Heng suddenly felt utterly hopeless.
He closed his eyes in pain and picked up the dagger.
"No!" Shangguan Yan'er gripped the hilt of the knife with all her might.
"No, no, if I die, you will have nothing left to worry about. Run away, run away quickly."
Shangguan Yan'er shook her head sadly, looking utterly desolate.
After saying that, she gently lowered her hand.
"Yan'er..." Qi Heng burst into tears.
"Why, Father, why are you doing this to me?"
The eunuch's urging voice rang out again.
Qi Heng held a dagger to his chest.
Ding-dong—
A pebble flew through the window and struck the blade.
With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Qi Heng turned his head and saw a figure waving at him from the willow branches in the courtyard.
It was Gu Qian!
Upon closer inspection, in just a split second...
Those eunuchs were lying sprawled on the ground.
They had long since become cold corpses.
Gu Qian leaped down,
Qi Heng, in his anguish, was utterly horrified.
When did you arrive?
He knew that Gu Qian would come to Qidu, but he didn't know that Gu Qian would come to save him.
Gu Qian slowly pushed open the door to the bedchamber, entered, and softly uttered two words.
"Just arrived."
His gaze lingered on Shangguan Yan'er for a moment.
What a tragic couple!
The scene was so tragic it was heartbreaking.
Watching others part in life and death, he felt an overwhelming longing for his betrothed.
Qi Heng sneered, "Hmph, are you here to laugh at me?"
Gu Qian shook his head. Did he look like that kind of person? He wouldn't deign to.
"They're just defeated opponents, what's so funny about that?"
Qi Heng's face fell: "You... don't think I'll be grateful to you. I'm in this situation because of you. You want me to live just to humiliate me."
"No, what's the point of humiliating you?" Gu Qian wasn't that bored.
"Are you willing to die like this?"
"I'm not reconciled! But my father wants me dead, how can I live?" Qi Heng slowly stood up and carried his beloved wife to the bed.
As usual, he smoothed the stray hairs from her temples and wiped away the tears on her face. The pain in his heart was indescribable.
A heavy sadness filled the air. Gu Qian turned around, his back to Qi Heng.
"Your father believed the slander and wants your life. Why don't you prove the slander true?"
"Trying to use me? Hmph, don't even think about it!" Qi Heng glanced at the dagger on the ground, then at Gu Qian's retreating figure, wanting to kill him with a single blow.
After much hesitation, he ultimately dared not take action.
At this moment, even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare.
Gu Qian: "No, I'm saving you."
"Save me?" Qi Heng was amused by Gu Qian's words.
He laughed and then cried, "Do I need you to save me?"
He felt wronged.
Tears of grievance streamed down her face.
Gu Qian: "Do you think that if Dongjin and Xiqin join forces, Northern Qi still has a chance of winning?"
He didn't want to hear Qi Heng's complaints.
"Western Qin?" Qi Heng hadn't heard this name in a long time.
“Yes, Western Qin.” Gu Qian walked step by step to the opposite side of Qi Heng.
"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"
“Life is boring, death is the end of it all.” As Qi Heng spoke, he picked up the dagger on the ground.
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