"Honey, what did you say? That bad guy looks a lot like you. Was he wearing all black and had a red mole at the corner of his eye?"
After being reminded by Tu Shan Susu, Tu Shan Lingxi finally acted reliably for once.
She almost immediately guessed that the person was Yin Changling.
The reason he made the Grand Preceptor feel so threatened was probably because of that strange rule.
The Grand Preceptor must not disobey the King's orders or harm the King, or he will suffer a backlash.
In his previous life, Wan Qijin was killed because of this ridiculous rule. His heart was ripped out by the then-ruler, Yin Yi, and he died bleeding to death with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
"Oh no! Your father is in danger—"
Tu Shan Lingxi didn't have time to take the two children with her; she had already wasted a lot of time. She had to hurry and save the Grand Preceptor!
Tu Shan Lingxi vanished in a flash, leaving the two little children staring blankly.
"Is Father in danger?"
Wan Qiyi then realized why Wan Qijin's reaction had been so strange.
Mother was so anxious just now, could something really have happened to Father?
Wan Qiyi couldn't sit still any longer. She looked at Tu Shan Susu, who also looked worried, and pulled her along to say something.
"Let's go save Father!"
"Um!"
Tu Shan Susu nodded in agreement. She knew she might not be of much help, but this face—
It might be a big help!
Wan Qiyi and Tu Shan Susu held hands and ran towards the flowerbed. The two little bundles of flesh, each the same size, wiggled and looked very cute.
...
Tu Shan Lingxi, who arrived at the battlefield earlier, appeared in time to stop Yin Changling from delivering the final blow.
"Yin Changling, stop! You mustn't harm the Grand Preceptor! If you want to kill, then step over my dead body!"
Tu Shan Lingxi was not afraid at all. She immediately stood in front of Wan Qijin, her eyes full of stubbornness.
Her actions greatly provoked Yin Changling. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and he hadn't expected her first words to be about protecting Wan Qijin.
"What did you say? Do you even have a heart?"
Yin Changling spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with a red glint, and the red mole at the corner of his eye became even more vivid.
He looked at Tu Shan Lingxi's small face so close to his own. Everything seemed the same, she was still as beautiful as ever, yet it also seemed as if everything had changed!
"I'll tell you what to say, and you'll see what I do!"
Tu Shan Lingxi knew that Wan Qijin couldn't attack Yin Changling, but she could, so she unleashed an extremely powerful spiritual force without hesitation.
"uh-huh--"
"uh-huh--"
Wan Qijin and Yin Changling both let out a muffled groan. Yin Changling was injured by her spiritual power, which was also Tu Shan Lingxi's goal. She knew the power of this punch.
But why is Wan Qijin doing this?
Tu Shan Lingxi quickly helped him up. She carefully examined Wan Qijin's body and saw the blood flowing from his mouth. She was heartbroken.
"Wan Qijin, what happened to you? Ah, you seem to be even more injured?"
Wan Qijin gave her a reassuring smile, realizing that the backlash his body was experiencing was intensifying and his life force was slowly slipping away.
"It's alright. Xi'er, you must take good care of yourself from now on and live the life you want, understand?"
Although he didn't say that he was about to die, the deep reluctance in his eyes betrayed him.
As Tu Shan Lingxi watched the blood at the corner of his mouth increase, eventually turning into black clots, a thought flashed through her mind. Was there anything she didn't know?
"Was it me? Was it because I hit Yin Changling that your injuries got worse?"
"Wan Qijin, I deserve to die. I should have realized it sooner. Our spiritual power comes from the same lineage. It must be because of me that you..."
Tu Shan Lingxi kept channeling her energy into him, her little hands trembling, but the spiritual power in her hands never stopped.
When she channeled her spiritual energy into him, it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea; his body was like a tattered rag, unable to hold any more water!
"Don't waste your energy, Xi'er..."
Wan Qijin's face turned deathly pale. He struggled to stay awake and tried to touch Tu Shan Lingxi's face again, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.
Tu Shan Lingxi's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She grabbed the man's hand, pressed it against her face, and spoke to Wan Qijin with a sob in her voice.
"Wan Qijin, don't give up! I'll give you all my cultivation, okay? Please hold on! Don't die!"
Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, Wan Qijin choked on his words. He shook his head and used all his strength to say one sentence.
"Don't cry, you won't look pretty if you cry. Xi'er, can you call me husband?"
"My husband—"
Wan Qijin closed his eyes with a smile. He was clearly reluctant to part with her, but he still didn't want the little fox to be too sad because of him.
In an instant, Tu Shan Lingxi burst into tears, crying with the most aggrieved expression, as if something in her eyes had shattered.
"No--"
...
Yin Changling found this scene extremely jarring; Wan Qijin's death was not something that could fail to move him.
But Wan Qijin wanted him dead, and his attacks were all deadly, leaving him almost unable to stand up, which was true.
Yin Changling felt as if hundreds of thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart, and his jealousy surged and rose.
He was also injured, covered in wounds, and not much better off than Wan Qijin; even breathing hurt.
But that woman—
Does she only care about Wan Qijin and not about herself at all?
Yin Changling clutched his chest and swayed as he stood up. He walked step by step to Tu Shan Lingxi's side.
He used all his strength to press down on her shoulders, speaking through gritted teeth.
"You only care about him, not me?"
Tu Shan Lingxi ignored her completely. She seemed to have lost her soul, devoid of any emotion, and was nothing but a walking corpse.
She didn't want anyone to disturb them at all. Everything had been fine before, but it all felt like a dream, a nightmare from which she could never wake up.
So, was the purpose of being reborn to personally take the life of the Imperial Advisor?
Tu Shan Lingxi hated herself. She hated herself for insisting on striking with that palm. She could have survived if she hadn't made a move.
She held the Grand Preceptor's body, silently weeping, large tears sliding down her face, making her appear exceptionally desolate.
Yin Changling couldn't bear to look at the little fox like this anymore, but he always felt that now that the obstacle between them was gone, wouldn't Xi'er be his own?
However, Tu Shan Lingxi did not do as he wished. While Yin Changling was stunned, she gathered her spiritual power and began to slam herself hard—
What are you doing!
Yin Changling hadn't expected her to be so resolute. The hand holding her was trembling, but he still held on tightly, refusing to let go even in the face of death.
"Don't die, he still has a chance to live—"
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