Seeing a man rushing towards her, Rong Xi didn't have time to think and gave him a knife-like blow, knocking him to the ground. Then, she looked past the controlled men and looked at the woman behind the crowd.
She took a deep breath and used her skills, her figure flashing like a ghost. She dodged a few times, nimbly bypassing the slow-moving men and arriving in front of the woman like a flash of lightning.
"I'm only giving you one chance, stop."
Rong Xi said coldly, her eyes piercing the woman like ice knives, and her voice was filled with unquestionable majesty.
"Are you scared? You haven't awakened your faith yet at your age. I'm telling you, today I'm going to make you suffer."
The woman smiled smugly, with a crazy glint in her eyes. She thought that she could make Rong Xi surrender with the help of Xinxiang.
"Then I want to see who is suffering." After Rong Xi said that, he threw a punch without hesitation. The fist carried great force and hit the woman in the face directly.
The woman was knocked flying by the sudden punch and fell heavily to the ground. She screamed in pain, and Xinxiang's control ended under the severe pain.
But using the incense seemed to be very exhausting, and Rong Xi was already exhausted, his body swaying slightly. The woman was afraid that Rong Xi would attack her again, so she quickly begged for mercy.
"Girl, we have no grudge against each other. Today I hit someone and offended you. I was wrong. We are both women. I beg you to spare my life." Her voice trembled and her eyes were full of fear.
The people who had regained their consciousness were frightened by this sudden change and fled in a hurry, fearing that they would get into trouble again.
Now, the only ones left there were Rong Xi and his group.
Rong Xi waved behind her and said loudly, "Take her to the county government office." Her tone was firm and serious, leaving no room for negotiation.
When the woman heard this, her face was full of disbelief, "We are both women, how can you do this?" She tried to impress Rong Xi by using her identity as a woman.
"Even if you are a woman, you cannot be so disregardful of human life. How can you disregard the laws of propriety like this under the feet of the emperor?"
Rong Xi said this righteously, her eyes showing her condemnation of this act of disregarding human life.
At this moment, the man on the ground struggled to get up from the ground. His body was shaking, and every movement made him grimace in pain. Rong Xi gave him a rough examination and found that he had two broken ribs and was seriously injured.
The man looked at Rong Xi, his eyes full of pleading, "Girl, please don't arrest my wife. She didn't mean to do it. It's my fault."
Rong Xi didn't want to listen to his plea, so he had him sent back to recuperate, and then he took everyone back to the mansion.
Song Yanyin was still in a coma, perhaps disturbed by Xinxiang. His forehead was now covered in sweat, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be trapped in a terrible nightmare.
In his coma, he dreamed again.
In his dream, he felt that his wife's kindness to him was just a momentary impulse, and he seemed to have returned to those days when he was living a life worse than death.
Every day, he was beaten and scolded, suffering physical and mental torture. Those painful memories came flooding back like a tide, drowning him in endless darkness.
He slept in a daze for a whole day and night. When he finally woke up, his head felt dizzy, as if it was being pressed down by a huge rock.
He opened his eyes in a daze and found himself in his wife's room. Who else could the person sleeping next to him be but his wife?
He looked at Rong Xi's peaceful sleeping face, feeling lost in thought. What was real? Were the days of beatings, scoldings, and tears real, or were these days of mutual respect real? He was lost in a deep confusion.
His hand slowly moved to Rong Xi's neck, his fingers trembling slightly.
A terrible thought flashed through his mind. He wanted to end it all, end this painful and confused life.
But in the end, he still couldn't really pinch her. A trace of struggle and pain flashed in his eyes. He silently stood up and tiptoed out of the room, for fear of waking Rong Xi.
He sat alone in the yard for a long time. The autumn wind was blowing at night, and the wind was like an icy blade cutting through his skin. It was very cold, but he seemed not to feel it.
His mind was in a mess, with all kinds of thoughts tangled together like a tangled thread. He hoped that the autumn wind could wake him up a little and free him from this endless confusion.
Rong Xi seemed to sense some movement in her sleep. She turned over in a daze, reached out and touched, and found that the person next to her was gone. She was startled and suddenly woke up, wondering where this person had gone.
She hastily lit the candlestick, and the soft candlelight flickered in the darkness. Holding the candlestick, she searched around the yard and finally saw the lonely figure.
She looked at Song Yanyin sitting there alone. She knew what he was thinking. It seemed that the memory of the original owner was too deep for him to let go.
In order not to scare him, Rong Xi deliberately made some slight noises before walking over, and then slowly sat down next to him.
"Why are you up? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something now?" Rong Xi asked softly, her eyes full of concern.
Song Yanyin shook his head slightly and whispered, "But I disturbed my wife." His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of guilt.
"No." Rong Xi replied, and then the two fell silent.
After a long silence, Rong Xi spoke again.
"I was wrong in the past. I always took it out on you when I encountered any problems. I always hoped that you would understand me the most, because you are my little lover, and I wanted to tell you everything."
There was a hint of regret in her eyes and her voice was choked.
"But gradually I realized that you don't understand me. You just want to control me like them, so I treat you like that. But from now on, I promise that I will never do the same thing again."
Rong Xi looked at Song Yanyin with sincerity in his eyes.
Song Yanyin turned her head away, not wanting Rong Xi to see the bitterness in her eyes.
At this moment, he heard the word "I'm sorry". Those three simple words hit his heart like a heavy hammer.
He could no longer hold back his tears, which burst out like pearls from a broken string, sliding down his cheeks and landing drop by drop on his clothes.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Rong Xi could only continue.
"If you really can't let go of the past, then..."
Rong Xi paused for a long time and finally said it out.
"If you really can't let go of the past, then I'll let you go. If you follow me and only feel pain and suffering, it won't be good for either of us."
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