Yi Changfeng gradually disappeared from Tu Shan Lingxi's sight until he was completely out of sight.
Before parting, he still had a smile on his face and lingering reluctance in his eyes. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, she could still see it clearly.
Yi Changfeng's last words seemed to say, "Xi'er, I'm leaving. Don't think about me anymore."
"No--"
When Tu Shan Lingxi watched Wan Qijin's figure disappear, she completely broke down, lost all composure, and roared to the sky.
Unfortunately, peace returned, and in the now empty mountains, nothing could be heard except her echo.
"Yi Changfeng, come back, come back!"
Tu Shan Lingxi's tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked at the empty mountains, her resentment having nowhere to go, making her look very lost.
She called out everywhere, trying to call Yi Changfeng back, but unfortunately, it was an impossible task.
Finally, Tu Shan Lingxi cried herself out and stopped sobbing, her little face looking miserable, her clothes soaked with tears.
At that moment, she suddenly remembered that Yi Changfeng had died for Wan Qijin, and his death could not be in vain. So she staggered back to Wan Qijin.
"Wan Qijin, Wan Qijin, wake up?"
Tu Shan Lingxi knelt before Wan Qijin, cupping his handsome face in her small hands as she observed him.
Fortunately, Wan Qijin visibly regained some vitality, and her complexion returned to normal.
Tu Shan Lingxi stretched out her little hand, trembling as she reached for his nose. She held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest.
Finally, she seemed to detect a breath?
!
Tu Shan Lingxi was uncertain, but in her heart she became much more certain, as if she had indeed just seen Wan Qijin's breathing, so she probed again.
This time it was much more direct. Tu Shan Lingxi was almost certain that there was indeed that breath!
Did Wan Qijin survive?
Is he really alive?
Tu Shan Lingxi became excited. She could hardly believe that Yi Changfeng's sacrifice had not been in vain, and Wan Qijin had really come back to life!
"Wan Qijin, Wan Qijin, Ajin?"
Tu Shan Lingxi called his name three times in a row, but she couldn't wake him up.
What's going on?
Wasn't he resurrected? Why hasn't he woken up?
She suddenly slumped to one side, feeling empty inside. She turned around, wanting to talk to Yi Changfeng, but there was no one there.
Everything is gone!
They're all gone!
She didn't know why things had turned out this way.
Just a few days ago, they were all alive and well, but why have they died one after another in just a few days?
Tu Shan Lingxi felt that she was a real scourge. If it weren't for her, the Grand Preceptor and Yi Changfeng would both be fine.
She gave a bitter smile, feeling utterly drained of strength, unable even to stand up.
"Damn it..."
Tu Shan Lingxi sat on Ling Mountain for a whole night, shedding tears all night long.
She looked at Wan Qijin's body, which had regained its warmth, buried her head in the crook of his neck, and her tears soaked his clothes.
"Wan Qijin, please wake up soon, I really, really can't hold on much longer."
Wan Qijin showed no reaction. Apart from his chest rising and falling and his breathing, it was impossible to tell that he was a living person.
"Yi Changfeng is dead. He just vanished before my eyes. Wan Qijin, he said he could save you, but now it seems he died for nothing?"
Tu Shan Lingxi continued speaking, tears streaming down her face, her nose red, making her look incredibly pitiful.
His face was calm, as if he were asleep, seemingly unaware that Tu Shan Lingxi was beside him.
However, in a corner where no one could see, Wan Qijin's fingers twitched slightly, but then fell limply to the ground.
"It's almost dawn, Wan Qijin. I can't give up. I'm leaving. You get some rest in your bedroom."
Tu Shan Lingxi moved Wan Qijin to the bedroom, to that familiar warm jade bed, lingered there for a long time, and finally turned and left.
"I'll be back as soon as possible..."
As dawn broke, Tu Shan Lingxi barely mustered her energy and set up a small magic array for the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
Fearing something might happen to the two little foxes again, she took out two strands of love thread and tied them to their hands, so that she could come to their aid immediately should anything happen to them.
After doing all this, Tu Shan Lingxi finally caught her breath, planted a sweet kiss on their foreheads, and then slipped away.
...
In the royal palace.
The bedroom.
Yin Changling also didn't sleep all night. At midnight, he took out the ancient scroll and read it through. He did find a way to revive Wan Qijin.
The process was very complicated, so once this scroll was burned, Wan Qijin would have absolutely no chance of waking up again.
As Yin Changling watched the moon slowly sink, his heart sank as well, as if falling into an ice cave.
Is it really true that they won't be coming back?
As dawn broke, Yin Changling had been sitting for almost the entire night, but Tu Shan Lingxi had not appeared. He was nearly in despair, and finally, he silently closed his eyes.
five.
Four.
three.
If Tu Shan Lingxi still hasn't appeared by the time I count to one, I'll burn that ancient scroll right now and make it disappear completely.
two.
one.
"Yin Changling, I'm here."
As soon as “one” landed, Yin Changling heard a female voice that he had been longing for day and night. He turned around abruptly and saw Tu Shan Lingxi, whom he had been looking forward to.
He stood up and approached Tu Shan Lingxi step by step. His tall figure gradually drew closer to Tu Shan Lingxi, giving her an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Tu Shan Lingxi had just cried, her eyes were still red, and the corners of her eyes were also flushed, making her look rather pitiful.
"Have you been crying?"
Yin Changling wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eyes, feeling increasingly frustrated, thinking that she was unwilling to agree to these conditions and become his concubine.
"It's a pity that when I wanted you to be my queen, you chose to run away. Now you will never have that opportunity again."
After Yin Changling finished speaking, he picked up Tu Shan Lingxi and carried her to the dragon bed, a place that both of them remembered vividly.
Tu Shan Lingxi didn't react at all, like a piece of wood. She was blank and dazed, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Having just lost a loved one, and with that person disappearing right before her eyes, Tu Shan Lingxi was so devastated that she lost her voice, only able to stop Yin Changling on her body's instinctive reaction.
"Tonight... is not allowed, Yin Changling."
Yin Changling hadn't planned to do anything tonight, after all, looking at Tu Shan Lingxi's appearance, it seemed like she had suffered some great blow.
Although he wasn't exactly a good person, he would never force Tu Shan Lingxi. Moreover, looking at Tu Shan Lingxi's empty eyes, he was already filled with pity.
"What happened?"
Yin Changling couldn't remain indifferent, and eventually asked the question.
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