The Fat Little Prodigal
The audience watched helplessly as the eldest lady refused, feeling extremely anxious.
【nooooooooo! ！】
[Why don't you leave? Why don't you leave? Urgent! Urgent!]
[After all, the young lady is a noble lady, so she must be completely bound by something, right? ]
[I remember the attitude of wealthy families in remote towns towards women. In a place like the capital, far away from the top feudal society, the eldest daughter must have been under a lot of pressure.]
[I can't stand it. The easy life in the martial arts world in the beginning made me forget that the background is still a feudal society. Ugh. 】
[There's nothing I can do. I've heard a lot along the way about the fact that the Jianghu and the imperial court cannot collude privately. If a young lady in such a position is taken away, it will be a big problem, and the female knight will be wanted by both sides.]
After analyzing the current situation, the audience's confidence dropped sharply and they started to become emo.
This was a rare occasion for Ye Shuyu, who gave up his usual avoidance attitude for the sake of his friend and wanted to take the initiative to step into the muddy water, but was rejected and was in a depressed mood.
Such depression seemed to have infected the little bird on her shoulder. The fat bird also tightened its down feathers slightly and turned into a glutinous rice ball without a soul.
The two of them spent the entire afternoon together in a somewhat suffocating atmosphere. It was Lu Qinghe who couldn't stand it anymore first. He said goodbye with a slight sob, then got on the carriage without looking back.
Ye Shuyu did not try to persuade him to stay.
She watched the carriage carrying her friend away with melancholy, as if she was watching a bird that once roamed the mountains with her being gradually forced into a cage.
“So I don’t want to make friends easily…”
After a long while, she finally spoke, and her whole body became visibly weaker.
Fatty snuggled up to her neck and called softly, "Chirp."
Ye Shuyu said to himself: "How can you live well? I have only been here for one day and I have heard so many people talking about the prince's romantic anecdotes and bad temper in the restaurant. You have a soft and obedient temper, so you will definitely be bullied."
Fatty: “Jiu…”
Ye Shuyu whispered angrily: "Damn it, I don't care, I am just a rude man in the martial arts world, I don't understand the broken rules here, I might as well break the dog prince's legs first to postpone it!"
Fatty: “Chuck!”
Ye Shuyu looked down at it and said, "Everyone has their own responsibility. Then I won't be able to find anyone to travel with. I might even be wanted. Will you still accompany me?"
The furry ball tilted its head, barked a few times, and rubbed against the girl's face.
Ye Shuyu raised the corner of his mouth: "Very good, it turns out that you and I are the only truly free birds in the team, so let's arrange it this way!"
"If I fail, I probably won't be able to survive. You should be smart and find a good family... That's what I said, but I haven't fulfilled many of the promises I made to you." There was not much fear in her eyes, only a carefree smile. She rubbed the bird's bulging chest affectionately, "So if there is a next life, you will also wait for me in the forest? I will still take care of you."
Feichu raised his head: "Chirp~"
Narrator:
"In order to save the young lady, the heroine confessed her true feelings to the prodigal son. If she met with an accident during the journey, she told the prodigal son not to miss her and to find someone else to live a good life."
"And she will silently pray that she will meet her prodigal son in the next life, and still be as close to him as she is now, and be willing to take care of him."
[Damn, the heroine is so fierce. ]
[Wow, who still remembers the female hero's Buddhist style at the beginning? Now she is willing to take such a big risk for her friends. 】
[The female knight is becoming more and more like a real person in the martial arts world... To be more precise, she is the kind of person in the martial arts world with chivalry in the story books, who is willing to go through fire and water for her friends, and has a pure and kind heart.]
[I cried my ass off. I originally thought the heroine was a bit frivolous, but I didn't expect her to be so serious about such a big thing. 】
[…This is the first time I feel that the narration is not too outrageous, but the heroine is entrusting an orphan to someone else! ! ]
[Wuwuwu, don’t assume that you won’t set a flag in your next life, Jiubao is a scumbag, you have to keep an eye on him, lady! ! ]
After the exchange, each of them left the city.
What Ye Shuyu didn't realize was that someone was observing her in the lobby of a nearby restaurant.
"A man of the world."
The storyteller shook the teacup and said in an inexplicable tone: "So the young lady is really..."
The tea in his hand gradually cooled down, but he just held it quietly without taking a sip.
After the awkward meeting with his friend yesterday, Lu Qinghe was a little afraid to go out.
She wasn't disgusted or disgusted, she was just... terrified.
She was afraid that Ye Shuyu would say one more word, or Mi Gao would scream again, and that the well-behaved attitude she had worked so hard to maintain for half a month since she came back would all collapse, and she would run away with them without a care in the world.
But how can this be possible?
Rakshasa's life span is not long, and it is impossible for Ye Shuyu and Taoist Qingheng to escape with her for long.
She had seen such a beautiful late autumn and such a free world, and she was already satisfied.
Lu Qinghe knelt in the Buddhist temple, silently praying in his heart for his friends who were on their short journey.
Ye Shuyu is a disciple who is out for training, so I hope she can improve her martial arts, solve the problems left by her master, and return home with success as soon as possible;
Taoist Master Qing Heng is always persistent in seeking the truth, so I hope he can get what he wants soon, put an end to his obsession, and stop clinging to the past;
Mi Gao likes to be close to people, so I hope it will always meet kind-hearted people and be a happy and carefree bird every day.
When she thought of Rakshasa, she hesitated a little, but still whispered:
I hope Miss Luosha can find the magic medicine, regain her life, and live healthily.
——Since Lu Qinghe could not fly away freely, she hoped more and more that Rakshasa, who was the freest and most carefree person in her heart, could live a good life.
After the prayer, Lu Qinghe realized that she had ended the romance for a month, so she tried to calm down and prepare to get married.
But on her last day of free time before leaving, she couldn't help herself and went to the familiar restaurant again in the early morning.
Just listening to some stories, that's all.
She thought.
"Miss, the storyteller from the restaurant is here again, would you like to see him?"
"Well, let him in."
Lu Qinghe hugged the heater and responded softly.
She didn't know that this meeting would change her life.
Meanwhile, outside the city.
"Ahhh, why are there people from the underworld around this dog prince!"
Ye Shuyu was so shocked after returning home with nothing that he turned around like a puppy: "How can the royal family support so many people from the underworld? Where do they come from?!"
Taoist Qing Heng frowned and asked, "Are you sure you are from Jianghu?"
Ye Shuyu was certain: "The hidden weapon they used was made by my master. My master has always hated the court and would never sell it to them."
A thought flashed through Taoist Qingheng's mind: Could it be that someone in the martial arts world is colluding with the imperial court?
Due to the particularity of the secret manual and internal strength, the court is unable to control all the people in the martial arts world, let alone those martial arts masters.
In the long-term secret game, the two sides tacitly reached a balance - the court will not interfere too much in the places where people from the martial arts world gather, but it will not allow the existence of large-scale martial arts forces that can threaten the survival of the country.
Once such evil forces that disrupt the balance appear, both sides will send people to eliminate them.
Such a mechanism should be good.
However, Taoist Qingheng's school was accused of such a crime for no reason and was jointly wiped out by the Tianji Tower in the martial arts world and the Jinyiwei in the court.
Taoist Qingheng was not on the hunting list because of his special qualifications and his master had divined for him that he should keep his name hidden for the time being. Fortunately, he became the only survivor of the sect.
When Taoist Qingheng was finally able to return to his master's sect, he saw only bones lying under the ruins and shredded secret manuals and treasures scattered all over the ground.
Are they evil forces?
Who defines evil?
Why not leave it to everyone to judge but do it privately and report it afterwards?
The Taoist priest, who was still a teenager at that time, clutched his hands in embarrassment, and could not suppress the anger in his heart.
In his opinion, Tianji Tower and Jinyiwei are the most evil beings in the world who robbed their master under the pretext of righteousness.
But the crime was still pinned on Taoist Qingheng's master. As a result, he could no longer reveal his master's name, could no longer return home, and could only observe the stars day and night, waiting for a turning point.
He thought he would have to wait ten years or more, but now the vision came after only five years.
“Chirp~!”
Taoist Qingheng looked at the bird jumping on the dead branches in the cave, his expression unchanged.
…And now, these discoveries made in just a few months of following the psychic are indeed special enough.
He was just about to express his conjecture about the collusion between the imperial court and the underworld when he heard Ye Shuyu's tone change, and he called out to him in surprise and joy: "Rakshasa! You're awake!"
Taoist Qingheng turned around and saw Luosha slowly approaching, his face still as calm as water.
He had specially gone out of the city to find her a few days ago, hoping to get some news about Tianji Tower from her. However, he did not expect that Luosha would lead him into this stronghold and he would fall into a deep sleep. He has been in this drowsy state for several days.
It seems that Luosha really does not have much time left just as she said.
"I will die tomorrow."
When he woke up today, Luosha's mind was slightly moved, and the first thing he did when he stood up was to say these words to the two of them.
Ye Shuyu: ! !
Taoist Priest Qingheng: ...
Audience:?!
【Lightning strikes at the opening!!】
[I was still immersed in the fact that the heroine had luckily escaped the pursuit of the dead prince, and thought that I would be safe when I returned to the base with the protection of the assassin sister, but now I am told that she will die tomorrow? ? ]
[Shit, is this true? How can you know this so accurately?]
[You'll have a premonition before you die, right? Oh, it's over, it's over, neither of these two girls can be saved! ! ]
Although he was about to die, Luosha's reaction was much calmer than the others: "Now, if you have anything you want to ask me, you can ask it."
Taoist Qingheng: "Heaven's secret..."
Ye Shuyu said anxiously: "Tomorrow? Just tomorrow? Is there any way to alleviate it?!"
Luosha looked at Taoist Qingheng who spoke first, intending to let him continue, but to her surprise, the other party shook his head after a brief hesitation and only signaled her to answer Ye Shuyu's question.
In fact, she wanted to ask this inexplicably stubborn Taoist priest this question, but since this is the case...
"No." Luosha shook his head and replied to Ye Shuyu, "At midnight tomorrow, all the organs in my body will fail."
Ye Shuyu: "Ah, what kind of disease is this? I've never heard of it! Can Yi-Yi Wangu cure it?"
Luosha calmly corrected him: "This is not a disease, it is a poison. It is the price of leaving Tianji Tower."
Ye Shuyu was anxious and angry: "Is there an antidote? Can I get it now? I can go now!"
Rakshasa was very calm:
"Yes, but it's impossible to get it."
"To be precise, I don't know who the antidote is."
"The person in charge of Tianji Tower has hidden the chains that control us very well. We must remain loyal to Tianji Tower."
"If you want to escape, you will have to bear the cost of having your throat strangled by the invisible chains in the dark, just like me."
"Have you ever heard of hawk training, young lady?"
In the restaurant, the storyteller who had not been seen for a few days was still very enthusiastic. After telling a novel story, he seemed to be still unsatisfied and started asking more questions.
Lu Qinghe shook his head.
"Training hawks is a method used by people in the northern grasslands to tame falcons."
“The eagle’s wildness is hard to reduce, and its will is strong. If it cannot be tamed by physical pain alone, people will try to break its spirit.”
"Days and nights of torture, coupled with just the right amount of intimidation and tenderness, broke the falcon's spirit, tamed it completely, and put it on a chain."
Lu Qinghe frowned and felt uncomfortable, and whispered: "How cruel."
The storyteller laughed: "Yes, it's really cruel."
Pop.
The attendants around him all fell down without knowing when. Before Lu Qinghe could even exclaim, he saw the curtain being opened. The storyteller crossed the etiquette distance and approached the anxious young lady sitting on the seat. With an extremely focused gaze, he said softly:
"So now, girl, you have such a chain in your hand, will you choose to untie it?"
“…Wh, what do you mean?”
Lu Qinghe covered his chest and asked in panic.
Outside the city, Luosha still planned to fulfill Taoist Qingheng's wish.
Although she also had her share of the filthiness of Tianji Tower, she didn't care about what others thought and didn't mind talking about it.
After all, when a man is about to die, his words are good.
So after answering Ye Shuyu's question, she spoke to Taoist Qing Heng frankly: "I know you want to know about Tianji Tower. Now I can tell you everything I know."
"I am a killer who follows orders. Although you may think I am a martial artist, I have actually done many assassinations of people in the imperial court. The same is true for my predecessors and successors."
"In addition to local wealthy businessmen and officials, high-ranking officials and nobles in the Forbidden City were also on the previous lists."
Facing the shocked gazes of the two, Luosha remained calm.
"Basically, they poison the target. If the target is outside, they will disguise themselves as bandits and rob him."
"Are you surprised? That's why I said that I don't think I am a martial artist."
"Even such a big shot can be included in the list. After the end, he can still escape unscathed without being afraid of the court's wanted list. There is no news of the court's crusade against Tianji Tower..."
The two people opposite were almost like sculptures, each one stiffer than the other.
Luosha's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't continue to be so straightforward, and only said softly:
"So, I was loyal to 'Tianji Tower'."
"And who can call himself 'God'?"
When he was about to die, the former number one killer in Tianji Tower casually revealed a shocking secret.
In the restaurant.
After listening to the storyteller's words, Lu Qinghe looked dazed.
The storyteller added: "The Zhenguo Mansion must be an important link. Even if there is only a slight possibility, the real mastermind behind the scenes cannot reveal his identity, so your mansion will serve as the puppet master."
The eldest lady couldn't help but cover her eyes and murmured, "But shouldn't the court and the martial arts world be two different worlds..."
The storyteller laughed: "It sounds good, but how can it be possible in reality?"
Lu Qinghe was silent for a long time, and finally spoke weakly: "I already understand the relationship between Tianji Pavilion and the court, and I also know that the Zhenguogong Mansion relies on Tianji Pavilion to carry out the will of the emperor, but...what does this have to do with the hawk-watching you mentioned at the beginning?"
The storyteller looked at her pale and beautiful face and finally couldn't bear it. He sat down on the seat next to her, restrained his slightly hostile attitude, and spoke slowly:
"Miss Lu has traveled around the martial arts world for a month. Have you ever heard of Luosha, the number one killer in the martial arts world?"
"In the Tianji Tower, there are countless orphans like her, who have been picked and raised since childhood. They are like falcons that could have soared into the sky, but were forced to give up their will and sacrifice everything for such a sinister force."
Lu Qinghe was somewhat dazed: "Rakshasa..."
Therefore, the Rakshasa whom she had always envied and thought was the freest and most romantic was actually always bound.
Even, it was her family...!
Seeing that the woman beside him had begun to tremble, the storyteller was somewhat reluctant but still spoke cruelly: "And you, the eldest daughter of the Lu family, are naturally part of this plan, and are the chain that controls others."
It was like a thunderclap, making the already panicked young lady even more miserable.
She looked at the storyteller with tearful eyes. Even though she was too emotional to speak, she still tried hard to know the truth.
The storyteller sighed in his heart, but his face remained calm and sharp:
"You were not sick when you were young. You only became ill after returning from a trip one day. In fact, it was not an illness, but a kind of witchcraft."
"Those so-called wrist cutting and bloodletting are just using your blood to control those bound falcons."
"The occasional palpitations and cramps in your heart are because the killer with the son Gu is near you, causing the mother Gu in your body to become restless."
Lu Qinghe: ...
All, matched.
She lowered her head and stared at her pale hands and the blue lines on them.
She suddenly recalled her long-forgotten childhood memories.
She was indeed not born weak. She used to love running and jumping, and was even bold enough to give some candies to a girl who accidentally entered her house.
...that girl?
The dusty, tender little face gradually changed in my mind, transforming into the cold face by the river.
I see.
Lu Qinghe finally understood.
No wonder she felt pain near that person even though she hadn't had any illness along the way. However, because Luosha consciously avoided her along the way and no similar situation happened again, she just thought it was an accident.
So, will Rakshasa know?
Does the fact that I only have one month left to live have anything to do with her?
"Well...it seems that Miss Lu has understood what I mean."
As time was running out, the storyteller made his story short and handed a small brocade box to the girl.
He said solemnly, "I took the risk to tell all this to Miss Lu because I trust her character and will not go along with those scum who disrupt the rules of the martial arts world just to satisfy their own selfish desires."
He took Lu Qinghe's hand, placed the small brocade box in her palm, then held down her fingers and clenched them for her little by little.
"This is the poison from the Medicine King Valley. Just a little bit is enough to kill people silently."
Lu Qinghe moved his fingers, unable to resist, and looked at the storyteller in panic: "Then, then my parents and sisters..."
The storyteller sighed:
"I have always doubted that a good person could be born in such a filthy place, but I never thought that someone like you would exist."
"Silly girl, don't you understand? To you, they are your parents, but to them, you are just the carrier of the mother Gu."
"Do you think it's an honor to marry into the royal family? It just allows them to control those fledgling assassins. You are just a symbol of the handover. Who cares about your opinion?"
"The affection they gave me for raising you for more than a decade was wiped out a few years after you were bled. If you still obey them because of this little bit of friendship, you will only help the tyrants and hurt more innocent people in the martial arts world and the court."
"The Jianghu has always praised the righteous men who dare to sacrifice their relatives for the greater good. If you take action, you will definitely be able to severely damage the power of Tianji Tower, and the people who have been wronged will be vindicated, and it will also leave a good story."
"The Second Prince has a violent temper and acts recklessly. If he gets you and the falcon that was just tamed in the Tianji Tower, the world will be in chaos."
"My original question, Miss Lu, think about it carefully. Do you really want to become the chain that binds the goshawk in the hands of the falconer?"
Having said this, the storyteller saw that the incense on the table had burned out, so he left quickly.
Lu Qing was left sitting alone. The brocade box in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pulling her whole body downwards.
The day passed quickly and now it is night.
"Miss, don't you want dinner?"
"Maybe it's because you're leaving tomorrow and you're a little reluctant and can't eat?"
Outside the boudoir, the maids were whispering.
Lu Qinghe heard it, but she didn't want to pay attention to it. She just lay quietly on the table, staring at the brocade box in her hand in a daze.
Can't do it.
It was not until it got dark, and until she deliberately missed two opportunities to administer the medicine, that Lu Qinghe was finally able to say this to herself.
Even after learning such a shocking and horrifying truth, even after knowing that the people in the mansion had done such evil things, she still did not have the courage to take someone's life.
But she really wanted to put an end to such absurd evil.
The world of Jianghu is the Peach Blossom Spring in her heart. It should be an existence untainted by power and interests. It should be a place where all creatures compete for freedom in the frosty sky. It should be so beautiful.
Lu Qinghe opened the window, and the winter chill rushed in mercilessly, instantly turning her originally rosy face pale.
The moonlight tonight is dim and unclear, and large dark clouds obscure the brightness of the full moon, as if someone has covered its eyes.
Lu Qinghe was looking at the moon by the window.
After stroking the brocade box in her hand for a long time, she finally opened it at this moment. Looking at the red pill lying on the soft cloth, her heartbeat was unusually calm.
She is also guilty, and she has no right to take someone else's life in the name of justice.
But she can judge for herself.
Like the sun shining through the clouds, this thought dispelled all the pain, confusion, regret and confusion in the girl's mind that day.
...Yes, that's the only way.
Only by adding her own life as a bargaining chip, Lu Qinghe would have the courage to violate the ethics of more than ten years and the courage to break free from the invisible shackles at her feet.
If she were alive, she would have to be the sensible eldest daughter of her parents, the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion, and would have to bear a lot of pressure and shackles;
But if she died, she could just be herself, do those outrageous things, expose those crimes, and atone for her sins.
As if obsessed, this was the only thought circling in Lu Qinghe's mind.
Only death could allow this obedient and virtuous young lady to transcend the unattainable constraints of ethics and gain a new life.
Live towards death.
at the same time.
"What do you mean?! What do you mean Qinghe might have an accident? Who are you?!"
Ye Shuyu shook the storyteller's collar and questioned him angrily.
"Calm down, girl... Tsk, how could a little white rabbit like Miss Lu have a friend like you."
The storyteller shook his head and sighed, briefly recounting what happened in the morning, and then explained: "After giving the medicine, there was no movement in the Zhenguo Mansion all day. Seeing that Miss Lu will go to the Prince's Mansion tomorrow, I guess she may plan to commit suicide tonight."
Ye Shuyu: ! !
She was furious: "Don't talk nonsense!!"
The audience was outraged.
【Oh my god! ! 】
[Ahhh, I can’t handle this plot, my little heart is broken! 】
[Why did the young lady commit suicide? She was used in the whole thing. She is also a victim! ]
[People with a strong sense of morality are like this... Moreover, the young lady has lived in such an environment for more than ten years, how could she really dare to kill everyone in the mansion? ]
[I kind of understand the young lady's idea. Since the mother Gu is in her body, it would be a heavy blow if she died directly... But I don't want it! ! ]
The fat bird flew around everywhere, as if it sensed the uneasy atmosphere in the air. Suddenly, at some point, it left a few people behind and flew straight towards the direction of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
Ye Shuyu didn't have time to call Xiaoniao, so she could only anxiously urge Taoist Qingheng to go outside the city to pick up Luosha. Although she felt embarrassed to trouble her now, she was the only one who could pick up the young lady now.
The storyteller straightened his messy collar and looked at the moon in the sky with a slightly darker look in his eyes.
A bird in a cage may be afraid to break free after being disciplined day after day for ten years and will not dare to resist.
But even so, she was unwilling to become a cage for other birds and was willing to die for irrelevant people.
Ah, this is the world of martial arts.
“Chirp!”
The familiar voice brought Lu Qinghe back to her consciousness. She stopped writing in surprise and looked at the bird flying towards her outside the window.
It was late in the winter night and snow was falling. Furry Ball was covered with snowflakes and shivered with cold, but the bird still flew towards her with determination.
[Ms. Wuwuwu, please don’t do anything stupid! ! ]
[Jiubao has made a great contribution, hurry up and persuade the young lady! ]
[No, no, look at the box on the table, it's empty! Has the young lady taken the medicine? ! ]
"Rice cake...?"
Lu Qinghe, who was surprised at first, didn't know what she was thinking about. She suddenly realized something and quickly caught the bird that flew into her palm, breathing gently to warm it.
When the bird recovered, Lu Qinghe gently touched its head and whispered, "Mi Gao, are you here to pick me up?"
Feichu stretched his head to take the person's hand: "Huh~"
[Great! The young lady wants to leave too, I'm so scared! ! ]
[But the box is empty...]
Lu Qinghe closed the window to block the cold wind, carefully placed the bird on a soft cloth beside him, picked up the pen, and said to the bird, "Please wait a little longer. I still have something to do."
Fatty Chu tilted his head: "Chuck?"
A beautiful woman is writing under the lamp, and a sparrow is peeking at her with its head tilted. It should be a very harmonious and beautiful picture, but the picture suddenly becomes disharmonious in the next second.
Because a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out of the beautiful woman's mouth, wetting her chest and staining the note on the table red.
Fatty:!
“Chirp!”
The bird, which had been nesting peacefully on the soft cloth, suddenly jumped up, its tail split apart in fright. It used its delicate short beak to grab Lu Qinghe's sleeve, trying to drag her towards the window.
"Not yet, don't worry."
Although his breath was weak, Lu Qinghe still took the time to comfort the bird.
The fat bird couldn't hold on to any one person at all, and could only jump around in panic on the blood of his companion, the whole bird was in a panic.
After forcing himself to finish writing the last stroke, Lu Qinghe finally let go of all his strength, fell heavily on the table without any manners, and was soaked in his own blood.
There were two beatings in her chest, one was her gradually weakening heartbeat, and the other was the mother Gu's panicked struggle when she felt death.
It turned out to be so obvious, she hadn't even noticed it before.
“Chirp! Chirp! Chirp—!”
The little bird beside him seemed to be jumping around in a panic, and couldn't stop wailing because of his companion's weakness. Lu Qinghe moved his eyes with great effort, and his eyes were full of the furry bird. His vision seemed to be reflected with a bit of ominous blood color.
She whispered, begged, and wailed:
"Mi Gao, I'm begging you."
"The Taoist priest said that you are psychic. I have never believed it, but today I have to believe it."
"A bird in a cage can't survive the cold winter, and I won't survive this winter either. Don't feel sorry for me, this is all my choice."
"If you really have the ability to hold souls, then take my dead soul and run away."
"Escape from this magnificent prison of the Jade Palace and take me to the martial arts world."
"Remember, take the note on the table, just like we taught you before..."
"In my next life, I will definitely be free..."
She closed her eyes, and the fluffy bird pecked her on the face and flapped her with its wings, as if it really took away something, gradually withdrawing all her senses and making everything blurry.
"Great, fly, fly farther..."
She murmured with the last of her strength, her consciousness falling into complete darkness.
She didn't know how much time had passed, perhaps it was just a revolving lantern, she vaguely heard the sound of wind and the voice of Rakshasa in her ears, and even the pain in her chest became more obvious.
She suddenly became very light, like a feather falling in the air, gradually floating up.
Finally, it flew away.
You should be able to see that nothing happened () The two bentos were kicked over together. The detailed explanation will be in the next chapter.
The eldest lady is a bird in a cage, and Rakshasa is a falcon. They yearn for each other and are each other's antidote and salvation.
(Not yuri! I won’t write anything about love without CP~)
Death is the greatest resistance that the young lady can make at present... This is related to her personality. Only when death can suppress everything will she dare to follow her heart and resist.
Everyone has a lot of imagination in the previous chapter, but there is no need to be so pessimistic. After all, this is not a purely ancient background, there are also underworld forces!
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