Chapter 437 Prince Su is heartbroken, Luo'er's life hangs in the balance!
Li Qingluo's face turned pale instantly.
She quickly got up, wanting to go back to her room.
However, as soon as I reached the door, my heart started racing and I could hardly stand up.
After taking two more steps, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.
"Luo'er—"
*
At this very moment, in a small village hundreds of miles away.
The fire in the cowshed burned fiercely, growing ever stronger until no one dared to approach it anymore.
People from the other rooms ran out.
Even the actual owner of the farmhouse came back.
Upon witnessing this scene, they slapped their thighs and, suppressing their panic, rushed forward into the cowshed.
However, the first thing they dragged out of the cowshed was that old yellow ox.
When they wanted to rescue more people, no one was willing to risk going in again.
After all, they were all unrelated prisoners.
It's not worth risking your life for these prisoners.
Even the officials could only stand there with their hands on their hips and sigh.
Shaking one's head indicates there's no hope.
When Sha Shi and the others arrived, they only saw Li Chaojing lying under a big tree outside the cowshed, having already run away due to his childish mischievousness.
He was still fast asleep.
They were completely unaffected by these noisy and even tragic sounds.
As for the other three people trapped in the fire...
It's beyond saving.
The screams from inside the fire grew more and more agonizing.
"Help--"
"ah--"
"It hurts, it hurts so much—"
"Liu Cao'er, you're a madman!!"
"I'll haunt you even as a ghost—ah!!"
"Mother, don't you love me the most? Pearl loves you too...hehe!!"
"Ha ha……"
"Hahaha……"
“Li Kechuan, you ruined me. I’ve ruined you too…”
"We're even now!"
"Ha ha……"
"Luo'er—Mother is so sorry..."
"sorry……"
Another sigh escaped, never to be heard again.
The sound gradually faded away.
The fire crackled and popped, engulfing two other houses nearby.
The farmer's family sat on the ground, slapping their legs and wailing.
Even people from the second and third branches of the family came over.
They stared in horror at the towering flames.
"It's my sister-in-law and Brother Chuan..."
"And that Liu Cao'er too!"
"Those three actually..."
"The eldest son's family is finished! The eldest son's family is truly and utterly finished!"
If the people are all gone, doesn't that mean the house is completely lost?
The second and third branches of the family were also feeling bad at this moment, after all, they were all related by blood.
Soon, the sky gradually brightened.
Li Qingluo, who was far away in Yangzhou, suddenly collapsed without warning.
In a daze, Li Qingluo seemed to hear Duan Rongshi's voice.
She struggled to support herself on the ground and looked back.
As dawn broke, the courtyard gate was pushed open forcefully.
Duan Rongshi, dressed in white, barged in.
Li Qinglu opened her mouth to speak, but found that she had no strength left in her throat.
She shook her head vigorously.
I felt the same suffocating sensation I had when I was on the verge of death in my previous life.
She was panting heavily, clutching her chest.
When Duan Rongshi finally held her in his arms, she was completely unable to move.
"Luo'er!"
"Luo'er?"
"Luo'er, I'm here."
"Look at me, Your Majesty—"
Duan Rongshi grabbed Li Qingluo's hand and touched his face.
"It is my fault."
"It's my fault, I've been wrong about everything."
"I shouldn't have selfishly made you give in time and time again."
"I shouldn't have kept it from you and tried to tell you the truth after everything was over."
"You hit me, you hit me, the king!"
He grabbed her hand and slapped it hard against his own face.
However, even with the sharp crack, her hand no longer felt pain.
Not only that.
Even when he grasped her limp hand, it hung limply at her sides.
As Duan Rongshi watched this scene, an inexplicable and intense sense of panic suddenly welled up in his heart.
At this moment, his face was filled with a look of terror that he had not shown since the death of his mother, Consort Zongzheng Qingyue.
Even if the mountains and rivers collapsed, he was never afraid.
Even though Emperor Yan wanted to kill his own son, he was never truly afraid.
Everything in the world had become insignificant to him since he was six years old.
He had only one obsession while he was alive.
Find out the truth behind the death of the mother.
To avenge his mother.
May all those who have harmed my mother suffer unbearable pain.
At the age of six, he stood in the dark inner courtyard of the palace, looking up at the sky, with nothing in his hands.
The only thing I could grasp was the cold wind, which I couldn't catch no matter how hard I tried.
He has worked his way up to where he is today through hardship, perseverance, and patience...
To live is simply to live.
I never knew that life had any other flavor besides endless darkness.
He had never experienced any of the complex emotions in the world again, whether it was exhilaration, joy, happiness, sadness, or grief.
Until she rashly barged into his life.
I saw her eyes, bright as stars, on her unassuming face, at the foot of Qingsong Mountain.
From that moment on, it was deeply imprinted in his mind.
In the Qinhuai River, she was soaking in the water in a sorry state, yet her tenacity in struggling to survive stirred a slight ripple and surprise in his usually stagnant heart.
The later mortuary.
On a mountain cliff blocked by heavy snow.
She surprised him time and time again, and as they spent more time together, she quietly stirred his heart, which had long been frozen in time.
He never knew he would be so deeply concerned about a woman.
Time and time again, I lost my temper and lost control of my emotions.
Anger, joy, happiness... even jealousy, and now panic and sadness...
He felt those overwhelming emotions again, and although they were unfamiliar, they made him feel as if he were finally alive.
At this moment, regret gnawed at his heart like poison.
He regretted arriving so late.
She regretted that she had only thought about advancing Duan Rongyin's cause these past few days, and that she had single-handedly pushed the Ximen Rebellion to its peak, exposing the Empress's faction's conspiracy to the world.
However, they overlooked her abnormality and changes.
He regretted not bringing her back immediately after she left.
His selfishness may have even deeply hurt her, despite her feigned indifference.
"Luo'er!"
"Look at me, am I any good?"
Seeing her gradually unfocused gaze, Duan Rongshi's heart sank heavily.
Despair and pain pierced his heart like a thousand sharp blades at that moment.
Because he realized that this time she was definitely not fainting again or just trying to sleep.
He could feel that she was about to dissipate in his arms.
And that is indeed the case.
What is Duan Rongshi saying?
In fact, Li Qingluo could no longer hear anything.
She seemed to have become deaf.
Aside from still being able to vaguely see him, all five senses have gradually disappeared.
Duan Rongshi felt helpless and didn't know what to do.
She could only lower her head and let her tears stream down her face like a broken string of beads.
"Luo'er, please..."
"Please don't leave me..."
"You're all I have left."
"You're all I have!"
"Luo'er..."
"How can I, someone who has finally seen the dawn again, willingly return to darkness?"
"Luo'er...you're just about to fall asleep again, aren't you?"
"Luo'er... answer me... answer me!"
"Please..."
Li Qingluo could only vaguely make out some of his words from his parting lips.
She was also very sad.
Unfortunately, it seems she can't even shed tears anymore.
She knew that this time, she wasn't just going to fall asleep again.
Because this time, it was very different from every previous fainting spell.
Li Qingluo felt her life slipping away.
She was all too familiar with this feeling.
In her previous life, she had just watched herself die like this.
This time, however, she felt no resentment or bitterness.
In this lifetime, she has personally avenged herself all the resentment and hatred she had suffered.
She was just disappointed...
It's a pity she has to leave her grandmother behind.
It's a pity she didn't get to be pampered enough in her grandmother's arms and enjoy more happiness.
It's a pity that I didn't even get to have a proper meal with my grandmother one last time.
It's a pity that the bond between my grandmother and me, spanning two generations, only lasted this one year.
I just hope that Aunt Liu can give birth to a boy.
I hope Li Jingchuan can live a few more years.
I hope they can all stay by my grandmother's side and accompany her for a long, long time until she passes away.
I hope that Twelve Maidens will marry a good man.
May Princess Nanping always be happy and joyful, and never again be troubled by love.
I hope that Que'er can be a strong mother.
hope……
I hope Duan Rongshi can forget about her.
Just pretend you never met, and then you won't feel pain.
She caught a glimpse of his face in the last glimmer of light, filled with longing and reluctance.
I could only strain to remember him firmly with my last glance.
Having returned in this life and received these precious feelings, it's all worthwhile...
Finally, Li Qingluo seemed to see Duan Rongshi gesturing urgently, as if saying, "If you leave, I will chase you to hell and drag you back!"
Li Qingluo shuddered, instantly pulled back into complete darkness.
Is it that chaotic place again?
She would appear here every time she unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.
However, she couldn't move at all each time.
It's like lying on the water, only able to float lightly.
And this time, she can move?
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The person in his arms closed her eyes completely, and Duan Rongshi held her tightly as if he were a madman.
"Luo'er!"
"Luo'er—"
His eyes were bloodshot as he screamed her name with all his might.
"Li Qingluo!"
"return--"
"I command you to return!!"
"Did you hear me? You're not allowed to leave—"
He kept patting her pale cheeks.
He placed her hand on his neck.
He put his arm around her.
However, it was all in vain.
Li Qingluo lost all consciousness, as if... she were dead.
Duan Rongshi touched the face of the person in his arms, and thinking of the painful memories, he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The three, including Zhui Yu, were overcome with grief: "Your Highness—"
Just then.
Immortal Yunhe and Jinhua, Nangong Di and Luofan, along with Old Madam Pei and several others, finally arrived here in a hurry.
Upon seeing the scene before her, Old Madam Pei nearly fainted.
Jin Hua's expression also changed abruptly.
Immortal Yunhe rushed over: "Your Highness Prince Su, quickly put the person down!"
"quick--!"
After snatching the person away, Immortal Yunhe quickly set up his array of copper bells, talismans, and other items.
But after circling the array once, her face turned completely pale.
Jinhua said, "There's still a pulse and breath."
"But no matter how I look at it..."
But his face was deathly pale?
This person looks lifeless.
It doesn't even look like a living person anymore.
Immortal Yunhe: "It's too late..."
"If she had only lost one of her souls previously."
"Now, three more souls have been lost."
What exactly happened to her?
The long-standing darkness, as vast as mountains and seas, swept over everyone...
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