Win or lose, success or failure
"No! You bastards! 3022, get out here! Aaaaah!"
Yue Ningning struggled desperately like a dehydrated fish, blood gushing out of her mouth with sharp roars, but she still forced herself to curse the treacherous system.
Jing Yao's body was devoid of any healthy flesh. The pain was so intense that his eyes were blurry. He staggered and staggered as he walked towards Yue Ningning. With each step, it felt like thousands of knives were grinding into his flesh. Finally, he plopped down on his knees beside the girl.
Yue Ningning's face was filled with resentment, her eyes widened to the point of popping out of their sockets, bloodshot eyes filled with disbelief and unwillingness to accept. "Impossible!... No... Damn this world! This crappy system actually dared to lie to me!"
Still, no familiar voice responded in her mind, leaving only an empty echo. Yue Ningning gradually fell into despair. The wound in her abdomen was now more painful. Even her breathing became rapid and difficult, almost suffocating.
"I...I haven't lost yet..."
Jing Yao frowned slightly. Yue Ningning before him was already at the end of her strength, only one step away from death. She had just been screaming frantically. The mysterious force that had been supporting her seemed to have given up on her. What tricks could she possibly use?
Yue Ningning suddenly burst into laughter, causing Jing Yao to feel the pain in his own wounds. "Do you still remember...how those people in the Jing family died?"
A bad thought flashed through Jing Yao's mind. When he picked up Mu Wensheng before, he said that the group of bandits were rushing to Shanghua City at full speed after receiving the order from their master. It seemed that they had arrived long before them.
Could it be that they are...
"I have just sent a message, they will be here soon." Yue Ningning no longer cared about the mission or not. If she wanted to die, Jing Yao must die with her.
Why did all her hard work go to waste? Why couldn't she get the desired results no matter how hard she tried?
Yue Ningning didn't want to reveal her broken heart and grievance in front of Jing Yao, as that would make her appear weak. She couldn't lose to Jing Yao again.
"You want me to die with you."
"Of course." Yue Ningning laughed loudly, but halfway through her laughter her face changed and she coughed up several pools of black blood. It seemed that this was the backlash after overspending points.
Jing Yao could see that Yue Ningning was dying, and until now she didn't want to argue with her about who was right or wrong.
"What does it matter if I die? I've already died once."
Yue Ningning's smile froze: "What?"
After a moment, he suddenly realized something and said, "No wonder... No wonder."
It turns out her advantage was gone from the start. Jing Yao was actually reborn. What kind of thing was this… risk hedging? Or was it a battle of strengths, an ace versus ace?
Yue Ningning could only smile bitterly.
Seeing Yue Ningning's helpless look, Jing Yao forced a faint smile. "Yue Ningning, should I call you that? You have your difficulties, and I have mine. We don't owe each other anything."
Yue Ningning sneered: "Don't talk about these big principles. If it was you lying here today instead of me, I could also say such hypocritical words to you."
Her voice grew weaker and weaker: "I hate you, Jing Yao. If you hadn't repeatedly obstructed me, I would have returned to my own world long ago."
"This is my life. I tried my best to protect it. What's wrong with that?"
Upon hearing this, Yue Ningning turned her head with great effort to look at her. The girl's round almond-shaped eyes held a strange smile, which sounded like both a curse and a wish: "I'll be waiting for you in the underworld. They will be here soon."
Jing Yao twitched his lips, seemingly unfazed by her curse, and seemingly unconcerned. Only she knew that the pain from the wounds on her body was too great, and she no longer had the energy to react with expression.
"good."
Jing Yao watched her reluctantly close her eyes slowly, feeling relieved.
Although Yue Ningning has her pitiful aspects, she is not magnanimous enough to sacrifice herself for a stranger. She will not and does not want to point out Yue Ningning's right and wrong.
There is no right or wrong in this contest between them, it only depends on winning or losing, success or failure, and one person will win in the battle of life or death.
If Yue Ningning was standing here alive at this moment, she would be the one to die without a burial place.
“Huh…”
Jing Yao looked towards the corner blankly, following the sound. A seriously injured young man was trying his best to crawl over, making sad little sounds from his throat, as if he wanted to say something to her.
"Si Jue, you deserved to die." Jing Yao glared at him sarcastically, "I didn't even have to do it myself."
The internal conflict between Si Jue and Yue Ningning was beyond her expectation, but Si Jue had just tried to save her...
Jing Yao was puzzled: "Why do you want to get rid of me in your previous life, but in this life you seem to be so affectionate towards me?"
Before she finished her words, she suddenly met Si Jue's sorrowful eyes. Somehow, Jing Yao felt that those eyes seemed to contain an inexplicable emotion.
He was clearly looking at her, but when he looked closely, it didn't seem like he was looking at her.
Si Jue spat out a mouthful of blood without any warning. Seeing that the obstruction in his throat was gone, he was finally able to speak.
"You...are not her."
He muttered to himself and even laughed: "I chose the wrong person... and the wrong love..."
The young man's eyes repeatedly traced Jing Yao's furrowed brows. "You're not the A'Yao I'm looking for, but you and I are the same. We've both... received God's grace... Unfortunately, I was still mistaken."
Jing Yao's heart felt like it had sunk into an icy cave. She finally understood why Si Jue in this life was completely different from the one she remembered from her previous life, and why he suddenly fell so deeply in love with her.
Because he was not the Si Jue she knew.
"How did I die in your life?"
"You died for Si Pei." Si Jue was a little emotional when talking about this. "I don't understand why I lost..."
Si Jue, a man who had harbored a secret crush on his cousin Jing Lingyi since his youth, was devastated after Jing Yao's death. Despite opposition from court officials, he posthumously enthroned the deceased Jing Yao as empress. He spent his days in the Qianqing Palace, gazing at the girl's frozen coffin, and even his own courtiers considered him mad.
"Later, I heard that there was an immortal living in seclusion on Jueyun Snow Mountain, and perhaps there was a way to bring the dead back to life."
Si Jue resolutely decided to climb Jueyun Snow Mountain alone, but when he was one step away from the top of the mountain, he accidentally encountered an avalanche and was eventually buried in the valley.
"Perhaps it was God's reward for my sincerity that when I woke up again... I was back in Jiangzhou." Si Jue's smile slowly faded. "Before I could get excited, I realized that this place was very different from my previous life."
The present world he returned to did not belong to him.
"I was too greedy. I didn't want to give up... so I told myself that these were just accidents. As long as you are still you, that's all that matters..."
Si Jue smiled bitterly, his voice getting lower and lower, and his breath getting weaker and weaker.
"It wasn't until this moment that I truly understood...you're not the Jing Yao I was looking for." He paused for a long moment to rest before he had the strength to continue speaking. "You must hate that 'me' very much. He hurt you, right?"
Jing Yao didn't know how to answer.
"No wonder you hate me so much."
Si Jue shook his head in relief. Living another life was just a dream and it would all be in vain in the end.
"There's something... I need to apologize to you..." Si Jue confessed with his last breath, "What happened with the Jing family had already happened when I arrived. It was 'me' and Yue Ningning who gave the order."
"It has nothing to do with Si Pei?"
Jing Yao's heart moved, and he felt a little happy.
"The souvenir from the Eastern Palace is... the Queen Mother..." Si Jue could only answer briefly, but Jing Yao understood that their accomplice in the palace was the Queen Mother Xuan. The bandits' original master was Yue Ningning, but they had never seen her in person, and she had deliberately disguised herself.
"But... he knows... the souvenir..." Si Jue felt a little sad in his heart. Seeing that Jing Yao was always thinking about Si Pei in which life, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Even though Si Jue had selfish motives, he was telling the truth. Even if Si Pei really didn't know at the time, it would be impossible for him to not find out that his seal was stolen by the empress dowager afterwards.
Jing Yao stared out the window in silence, his heart as if pierced by thousands of arrows, and the sound of swords and spears clashing seemed to come to his ears.
There was blood in the hall and soldiers fighting outside. She looked around and felt it was surprisingly familiar.
Si Jue had quietly passed away without a trace of breath. Jing Yao wanted to say something to him, but after thinking for a while, she finally closed her mouth and said nothing. What Si Jue wanted most, neither she nor the other Jing Yao could give him.
Her body and mind were becoming increasingly dizzy, and she had neither the strength nor the energy to care about anything else.
The warm blood on her cheeks met the cold ground, and the pain of her body falling heavily washed away her last consciousness.
Jing Yao fell in a pool of blood and closed his eyes deeply.
"Come find me..."
"bring it on."
——
"Miss! Miss!"
Two familiar female voices rang in his ears at the same time, and Jing Yao suddenly woke up, staring at the ceiling with his eyes, his chest heaving as if he was still frightened and gasping for breath.
"Miss..." Zhiyue couldn't help crying out loud. Jingyao looked around and realized that he was actually on the couch in Yilan Palace.
Bo Yue, who hadn't seen him for a long time, stood by, holding back tears. Suddenly, she remembered something more important and hurriedly said to the palace maid beside her: "Madam Jing is awake! Why don't you go and tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Jing Yao's mind was in a mess before he could react. He quickly grabbed Zhiyue's hand and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Miss, your injuries were too severe, and you fell on your head, so you were unconscious for eighteen days!"
"So long..."
She still doesn't know what happened during this period.
As soon as she shook Zhiyue's hand, she nodded in understanding and told her what had happened in the past few days: "General Wenren rushed out of the palace with Madam Jiang. He sent a letter to Sicheng asking him to bring his men to the palace to meet you. When he arrived with Wensheng, he happened to run into the bandits. Fortunately, several generals from the Wenren family were there, so they were captured without any danger. As a result, when we entered the Palace of Heavenly Purity, we saw..."
A group of people were as motionless as stone statues, with their heads down and blood all over the ground. Three people were lying on the ground with bruises all over their bodies. Prince Lin Si Jue and the other woman had already stopped breathing, and their bodies were completely cold.
Jing Yao couldn't detect any breath at first. When Prince Si Pei and Wen Rencuo arrived, General Wenren almost wanted to commit suicide to apologize.
"But at that time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince desperately said that you were not dead yet, and snatched you into his arms."
Everyone thought that Si Pei was too sad to accept Jing Yao's death. Si Cheng couldn't bear it and wanted to step forward to pull him away, but at this moment a miracle happened.
Jing Yao's chest rose and fell slightly, a sign that he was breathing.
The imperial physician also arrived in time and diagnosed that Jing Yao was not dead but was seriously injured and needed immediate treatment.
"Miss, do you think God has shown mercy?"
Zhiyue was crying and laughing, her joy was beyond words.
Jing Yao was stunned for a moment, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his mouth.
“…Perhaps.”
Is God really showing mercy, or is he unwilling to let her have a break?
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
Eunuch Ming's announcement was much louder and more excited. Jing Yao was in great confusion and suddenly became at a loss.
She hadn't seen Si Pei for more than a month since they last parted. After all the previous incidents, she even felt a little afraid to face him.
"Yaoyao!"
The long-lost voice appeared along with the young man. Jing Yao looked up in surprise and saw Si Pei's eyes full of love and tears, as if he was in another world.
"Xiao Li..."
Si Pei happily walked forward and held her in his arms. Jing Yao almost forgot how warm this embrace was.
Even though there were thousands of questions in my heart, they finally turned into a single question of concern: "Are you okay?"
Si Pei smiled and said, "Everything is fine. Maybe God knew that we were destined to be together forever, so he saved me first and then let you be saved."
"I even wonder if we were destined to be together in our past lives, and God can't bear to separate us again."
Si Pei hugged the person in his arms tightly and couldn't help but sigh to himself. Thinking that what he said was not auspicious, he quickly refuted himself: "No, in the past life, we should have been so loving and inseparable, and never separated for generations to come."
Jing Yao's heart gradually calmed down from the initial excitement. Thinking of her past life and recalling what Si Jue said before his death in this life, she suddenly asked without thinking:
"Si Pei, is there anything you want to explain to me?"
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