However, fate, like a cruel drama, brought her betrayal, a betrayal that was like an incredibly sharp dagger, stabbing her heart without warning.
Every detail of the betrayal was like poison, corroding her soul.
Those scenes of betrayal played out in her mind like cold yet clear images.
Every scene was like a sharp thorn, deeply piercing her nerves and causing her unbearable pain.
A fleeting, undisguised heartache flashed in Xinghua's eyes, a pain like a deep, unhealable wound.
Blood was everywhere, and the pain spread throughout her body in waves like a surging tide, almost completely engulfing her and suffocating her.
However, Xinghua, being the Holy Maiden of Miao territory, had been tempered in the mysterious and harsh environment of Miao territory since childhood, possessing a tenacity that is difficult for ordinary people to match.
After a brief moment of distraction, she quickly regained her composure, like a flower that has stood tall again after a storm.
Trying to regain his composure, he put on that seemingly indifferent mask again.
She bowed slightly, her movements elegant yet tinged with melancholy, a faint, apologetic smile appearing on her face.
That smile was tinged with deep bitterness and helplessness, as if it bore the weight of all the vicissitudes of life.
She spoke softly, her voice tinged with a sigh, like a fallen leaf drifting in the autumn wind, conveying endless desolation: "Your Highness is so magnanimous that it makes this humble woman ashamed."
In the past, I was like a frightened bird, all because I was betrayed by the person I cherished most. My sincerity was misplaced, leaving me only with a heart full of wounds.
I have been quite offensive this time, it was merely the instinct of a frightened bird. I hope Your Highness will consider my past actions and forgive this rudeness, and not take offense.
Upon hearing Xinghua's explanation, Qin Qianluo's slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and she suddenly understood.
On her originally aloof face, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a faint smile, like a quietly blooming orchid, slowly spread across her lips.
That smile was like the first ray of warm sunshine piercing through the thin mist on a spring morning.
It not only dispelled the lingering tension in the space, but also brought an innate sense of approachability and a calming power.
She gently raised her slender, white hand, as white as mutton fat jade, her movements elegant and natural, like a willow swaying gently in a breeze.
He gestured slightly to Xinghua, his eyes gentle and encouraging, signaling her to continue.
Xinghua felt Qin Qianluo's gentle and encouraging gesture, but her gaze still couldn't help but drift towards Yaoguang again.
At this moment, Yao Guang's sharp and wary gaze, like that of a hawk, seemed to pierce her directly, causing her unease to surge like a tide.
Her eyes were filled with deep hesitation and struggle, as if a fierce internal battle was raging within her.
On the one hand, she knew that what she was asking for was of utmost importance, concerning the rise and fall of the Miao region.
On the other hand, the unfamiliar and wary atmosphere in front of her made her feel pressured, and every word she spoke seemed to require a great deal of courage.
In that moment of silence, time seemed to stand still, and her heart seemed to have gone through a thousand entanglements and ten thousand thoughts.
Finally, she bit her lower lip tightly, her delicate lips turning white instantly, as if she had mustered all the courage in her body.
She slowly opened her mouth and said, "Your Highness, do you know that the Miao region has a secret of ten thousand Gu? As a holy maiden, I also have a few spirit Gu that I specially concoct for women."
If Your Highness has any needs, I am willing to offer these rare Gu as a gift, and exchange them with Your Highness.
To be honest, the Miao region has been declining ever since the previous Miao king gave away the clan's treasured Golden Silkworm Gu to someone else.
After inheriting the position of Holy Maiden, I studied ancient methods day and night, attempting to recreate the Golden Silkworm Gu Soul. However, due to my dull aptitude, I have repeatedly failed.
On this journey, I brought with me a half-formed Golden Silkworm Gu that had just taken shape. It was listless the whole way, and I thought it would be another futile effort.
Unexpectedly, upon first meeting His Highness, the Gu worm seemed to be awakened, its body radiating golden light and becoming restless.
"I communicated with it using a secret method, and only then did I realize that Your Highness seems to possess a spiritual object that can help it achieve its perfect form..."
Qin Qianlu listened quietly to Xinghua's story. As the other party's words deepened, doubts arose in her heart, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.
Those delicate eyebrows lifted slightly, as if silently expressing the surprise and contemplation in their hearts.
She maintained her usual composure and calmness on the surface, her expression undisturbed.
However, my heart was like a calm lake tossed with a boulder, creating ripples upon ripples, and my thoughts came rushing in like a tide.
At that moment, she silently called out to Feng Qingyun in her heart, her tone full of inquiry: "Yunbao, the one she just mentioned."
Could the spiritual substance that helps the Gu worm complete its formation be the spiritual spring water?
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's question, Feng Qingyun slowly turned her gaze toward the interior of the space.
The space is filled with rare and exotic fruits, like stars scattered throughout, creating a dazzling spectacle.
These fruits come in various shapes and sizes; some resemble round, bright pearls with a soft luster, while others are like blooming flowers with vibrant and eye-catching colors.
Each fruit contains a rich and mellow spiritual energy, exuding an alluring aroma.
Feng Qingyun pouted slightly, her pink lips curling up gently, her expression unconsciously revealing a hint of innate arrogance.
She was like a spoiled, willful child. She spoke slowly, her voice clear yet carrying a hint of disdain and smugness.
"With her Gu worm that's only half-formed, any object we pick out from our space can help it take shape smoothly."
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