Chapter 667 No Forgiveness
midnight.
Yun Qingqing sat alone at the stone table in the courtyard, her fingertips unconsciously stroking a small bead that was glowing white.
This bead was the one she gave to Nan Zheng during the day, and it contained the memories of Xiao Tianhong in the Liufang illusion.
The sound of a gong could be heard in the distance. It was already midnight and she shouldn't be here.
Yun Qingqing had made plans during the day. She secretly glanced at Xiao Changheng, confirmed that he was safe, and then set off for Tianyi Sect.
But because of his last words, he stayed for some unknown reason. After returning home, he asked for the soul bead back from Nan Zheng.
It seems a little ridiculous now. She had clearly hidden her figure and breath, and even the people from the Xuanmen would find it difficult to detect her presence. Why did she feel that Xiao Changheng's words were directed at her?
But she still postponed her trip and sat in her yard until midnight.
She did not go to Xiao Changheng's room to wait because if he was saying those words to Xiao Yuejun, he would not come to her specifically.
But if he comes...
The sound of footsteps interrupted Yun Qingqing's thoughts.
Her fingertips trembled, and the soul orb rolled to the ground, rolling forward to a person's feet, and was picked up by a bony hand.
Yun Qingqing stood up and looked at the man's cold face under the moonlight in silence.
Xiao Changheng walked slowly in front of her, complex emotions flowing in his dark eyes.
He opened his mouth with a startling tone:
"...It was you who was outside the imperial study today?"
"You..." Yun Qingqing's eyes widened slightly. Although she knew that this matter was not the point, she still couldn't help asking, "How did you notice it?"
Xiao Changheng lowered his eyes slightly.
"I don't know, I just... have this feeling."
Yun Qingqing's heart was in turmoil and she didn't know what to say. However, she couldn't help but think that he had never practiced for a day, but he could still sense her presence... Could this be considered telepathy?
Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment, then handed the bead back to her:
"You dropped this."
Yun Qingqing came back to her senses, her eyes darkened as she looked at the bead, and she did not take it.
"That day you said...you had something to ask him." She took a deep breath, raised her head and looked directly at Xiao Changheng, and asked softly, "Do you still want to know the answer now?"
Xiao Changheng's fingertips suddenly tightened and he grabbed her arm:
"Do you have a solution? My brother's soul hasn't completely dissipated, right?"
Yun Qingqing looked at the hope rising in his eyes, suppressed the pain in her heart, and shook her head cruelly.
"no……"
The expectation in Xiao Changheng's eyes gradually faded, and he slowly let go of his hand.
Yun Qingqing held his hand, lowered her eyes to look at the soul bead, and said softly:
"What you want to know...maybe there is an answer in these memories of his."
Xiao Changheng picked up the soul bead in a daze and looked at Yun Qingqing hesitantly.
"Crush it and you can get the memories inside." Yun Qingqing pulled him to sit down at the stone table.
Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment, then he exerted a little force with his fingertips. The tiny bead made a slight sound and shattered into countless points of light. They circled in the air for a moment and then penetrated into his forehead.
He frowned tightly, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he supported his forehead with the help of the table.
Yun Qingqing sighed slowly and sat quietly waiting.
It doesn’t take long to take in all the memories.
But Xiao Changheng lowered his head and did not move for a long time.
It took so long that Yun Qingqing became a little worried. She stretched out her hand hesitantly and was about to call him.
Suddenly, a drop of water wet the table, leaving a small mark on the stone table.
Then another drop.
Yun Qingqing felt her throat dry and looked at the man's slightly trembling shoulders, unable to utter any words of comfort.
For him, all words were too pale and powerless.
She stood up silently, walked around the table to his side, and hugged him gently.
Under the palm of his hand, the man's shoulders trembled slightly, like a bowstring stretched to the extreme and finally broke.
He turned around suddenly and grabbed Yun Qingqing's sleeve, his knuckles turned white, but no sound came out.
The moonlight cast their shadows on the stone table, blending into a blurry ink-colored mass.
Yun Qingqing felt her clothes gradually getting wet, and the warm liquid burned her heart through the fabric.
The pain in her heart continued. She slowly raised her hand, gently stroked his back, and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"sorry……"
Xiao Changheng's arms stiffened slightly, and he finally raised his head slowly. Under the moonlight, his usually cold face now looked like cracked ice, which made Yun Qingqing's heart tremble.
She gently stroked his face with her fingertips, trying to wipe away his tears, but the warm water marks appeared more and more the more she wiped. Yun Qingqing didn't realize that her face was already wet.
Xiao Changheng suddenly stood up and pulled her into his arms, burying his face in her shoulders and letting out a sob that almost broke down.
His arms were tightly wrapped around her back, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood. The sobs that had been suppressed for many days spread out in the night, so heavy that it seemed as if the air was stagnant.
"Don't apologize...it's not your fault..."
"I've always known...you did nothing wrong..."
"It's me... I don't know... what to do..."
"He... deserves to die... but..."
Amid the intermittent whispers, Yun Qingqing hugged him tightly with trembling hands, and the choking sobs that almost broke her heart rang in her ears.
"Qingqing...I...it hurts so much..."
Yun Qingqing felt heartbroken, but she understood that what he had to endure was a hundred times more than what she had to endure.
How much pain must a man be in to utter such words when he didn't even utter a word even though the poison was gnawing at his bones?
"Chang Heng..."
She tightened her arms, gently stroked his hair, and spoke hoarsely in his ear.
"I can help you... forget all this..."
Forget it and it won’t hurt anymore.
Xiao Changheng froze for a moment, and it took him a long while before he spoke again.
"No...I don't want to forget..."
A loud thunder suddenly sounded in the night sky.
Yun Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly. Before she could raise her head, a man's voice rang in her ears, as distant as a whisper from the abyss.
"I want to... remember everything..."
"I will never... ever..."
"Forgive him..."
Yun Qingqing felt a pang of bitterness in her heart and silently hugged him tightly, the feeling of powerlessness surged into her heart again.
There was nothing she could do except stay with him.
The moon quietly sets in the west.
Xiao Changheng gradually calmed down, but never looked up.
Yun Qingqing let out a long sigh:
"There will be a coronation ceremony tomorrow. I'll take you back to your room to rest."
Xiao Changheng buried his head in her neck and shook it without saying anything.
Yun Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then understood a little, and spoke softly:
"Then don't go back, stay with me."
The man took a deep breath, uttered a muffled "hmm", and slowly let her go, still with his head lowered, half of his face hidden in the shadows.
Yun Qingqing silently took his hand and went back to the room, fetched a basin of water and wiped his face.
Xiao Changheng suddenly held her hand.
Yun Qingqing paused and looked up at him.
The red marks under the man's eyes have not yet faded, but his eyes have regained clarity.
"Qingqing..." He paused for a moment and spoke softly, "From now on, can you... stop hiding things from me?"
Yun Qingqing's heart tightened, and she looked at him and spoke seriously:
"I'm sorry...I won't do it again next time."
She couldn't help but think countless times in the past few days, if she told Xiao Tianhong directly after discovering his conspiracy, giving him time to slowly accept it all, would the harm be less?
But there are no ifs in this world, and it is meaningless to make these assumptions now that things have come to this.
All she can do is follow her heart.
Xiao Changheng slowly pulled her into his arms, his voice very soft and a little trembling.
"You are all I have... If you are going to do anything dangerous in the future, please don't hide it from me... I beg you."
Yun Qingqing's heart trembled and she looked up to meet his gaze.
After a long time, she finally nodded gently.
"good."
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