Mu Beichen felt the sharp blade pierce deep into his flesh, and the intense pain immediately jolted him awake, forcing him to flee from the gentle embrace.
He leaned against the wall, letting the blood flow from his wound as if he felt nothing. He stared fixedly at Yu Qianqian, who was a few steps away from him, and after a long hesitation, he finally managed to ask her with difficulty, "Yu Qianqian...do you hate me that much?"
Even though Yu Qianqian was facing him now, covered in blood and looking disheveled, she still managed to maintain her composure. However, the moment their eyes met, she suddenly saw a cold, icy glint flash across his eyes.
A sudden tremor ran through her heart, and Yu Qianqian unconsciously loosened her grip. The blood-soaked dagger fell to the ground with a thud, the sound particularly jarring in the silent night.
Immediately, even the guards standing outside the door rushed in upon hearing the noise. When they saw the shocking scene inside the room, everyone was stunned. But before they could say anything, Mu Beichen's angry shout rang out first.
"Who allowed you to come in? Get out of here right now!" Mu Beichen's face suddenly darkened, and he immediately became furious, shouting at the clumsy guards with extreme irritability.
After he shouted, the guards dared not utter another sound. They quickly responded with "Yes," and all of them lowered their heads and ran back the way they came.
Only after everyone left did Mu Beichen slowly realize that his clothes were stained with blood, and the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding. His face was pale, and he was almost fainting from the pain.
Yu Qianqian's face was as cold as ice, and her gaze towards him was devoid of any warmth. They remained silent in place, neither of them willing to utter a single word.
After a long while, Yu Qianqian finally moved. She bent down and picked up the dagger, then walked closer to him step by step. Her clear pupils reflected his swaying as he pressed his wound, yet he still gritted his teeth and insisted on staring straight at her. His eyes remained dark and devoid of any color.
With a sudden movement, Yu Qianqian aimed the dagger precisely at Mu Beichen's chest, hesitating to move it any closer. Her icy voice, like jade falling onto a silver plate, rang out crisply: "Mu Beichen, you should know very well that ever since you allowed Su Ruan to poison me and cause the loss of my child, our relationship has been completely severed. Even if you pay with your life now, I will never forgive you!"
As those cold words fell, Mu Beichen's body suddenly lurched backward uncontrollably, leaning against the wall and slowly landing, his face even paler than before.
At this moment, he realized that the feeling of being pierced by a sharp blade was more painful than the wound itself. Especially after Yu Qianqian stabbed him, with that indifferent look in her eyes and those heartless words, he felt an unprecedented despair and powerlessness, as if no matter how hard he tried, he could never get any closer to her.
Gradually, as Yu Qianqian's words reminded him of his previous mistakes, he suddenly felt that he was in the wrong.
However, Mu Beichen was born with a strong sense of pride, and even though they were now facing a falling out, he couldn't utter a single soft word. At this moment, he slumped to the ground, feeling utterly exhausted, and looked at Yu Qianqian with uncontrollable rage in his eyes, as if he was stubbornly waiting for that dagger to pierce his body again.
She wouldn't back down, and he wouldn't utter a word. They were like needles clashing against wheat awns, both clearly in deep pain, yet neither willing to give in.
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