The once lively wedding banquet has now become empty and silent.
In the courtyard, an elm tree tied with red ribbons stood forlornly in the cold wind of late winter.
The rolling dark clouds gradually dissipated.
Xin Qi gazed at the woman standing in the center of the wedding banquet. She was still wearing a fiery red wedding dress, but the red makeup could not hide the paleness of her face. Her eyes were calm and still as she stared intently in the direction where Yun Jue had disappeared.
Xin Qi looked somewhat dazed. For a fleeting moment, he seemed to see Jiang Fei from that night, dressed in a wedding gown, her eyes full of shyness as she waited to become his bride.
But what he gave her was a blow that pierced her heart.
Xin Qi paused, then said softly, "Feifei."
Jiang Fei's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't look at him. She remained standing there, her expression blank.
On the side, Rong Shu, who was "watching the show," squinted her eyes and clenched her hands slightly on the side of the chair.
Jiang Fei, with the deathly aura of someone who has just suffered a great tragedy, should have been the most suitable person to be placed in the building as a medicinal herb, but now, looking at her, she is inexplicably glaring.
And... Xin Qi.
The way this monster looked at Jiang Fei made him feel extremely repulsed.
Xin Qi looked at Jiang Fei's expression, his throat tightened, and he stepped forward, standing directly in front of her: "Fei Fei, don't look!" Especially with such empty eyes, reminiscing about the man beside her, "He is Yun Jue, from the very beginning, he has been Yun Jue."
Yun Jue, who was ruthless and indifferent, and only showed kindness to Tang Feiyan.
Jiang Fei finally came to her senses, her gaze fixed on his face, and she asked in a deathly voice, "What does Young Master Xin want to say?"
Xin Qi moved his lips, but when he met her gaze, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a wave of sourness surged up.
I wanted to tell her to see him, to see him as he is now.
Don't ignore him.
However, the moment he met her gaze, his heart felt as if it were being slowly sliced apart, and he could no longer utter a word.
It was with the same gaze she had once held, murmuring "husband" as she looked at him.
Now, more than ten years have passed in the human world, and the woman who once loved and protected him has long since given that gaze to someone else.
"Feifei, the Love-Loving Curse is gone..." When Yun Wunian disappeared, the Love-Loving Curse also disappeared.
As Xin Qi spoke, he reached out to touch her cheek, just like the last time they met, when she walked through the long sword piercing her chest to stand before him and gently stroked his face.
But the moment he raised his hand, Jiang Fei dodged backward, instinctively avoiding his hand.
Xin Qi's hand froze in mid-air.
Her actions concealed emotions beyond escapism: fear.
Is she afraid of him?
Back then, when his flesh and bones had turned into a puddle of mud, wrapped in a human skin, she wasn't afraid of him. Instead, she hugged him and said she would stay with him.
Now, is he afraid of her?
Xin Qi glanced at his sharp, black fingernails, thinking he looked like a disgusting monster.
If anyone else were afraid, he would kill that person without batting an eye, but she…
Xin Qi slowly removed the nail polish, smiled ingratiatingly, and said, "It can disappear."
He didn't mind living his entire life as an ordinary person.
Jiang Fei glanced at the fluctuating favorability rating above his head, then looked at the silver hairpin he was always tightly clutching in his other hand, and suddenly laughed, her eyes full of sarcasm: "Xin Qi."
Xin Qi's expression froze slightly. She called him, and finally, he was no longer the unfamiliar "Young Master Xin".
However, the next instant...
Jiang Fei glanced at the desolate wedding banquet and said indifferently, "Does it look familiar?"
Despite the seemingly random words, Xin Qi understood their meaning. His expression changed drastically, his face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.
Jiang Fei smiled even more joyfully, her eyebrows curving upwards: "At such a wedding banquet, the abandoned bride, Xin Qi, I was lying on the ground, not quite dead yet, and I watched you abandon me just like that."
Xin Qi's favorability rating: 92.
Jiang Fei stared intently at him, her gaze unfocused: "That night, I waited for you with joy—the husband I had wholeheartedly chosen—to return, but what I received was a sword piercing my chest."
Xin Qi's favorability rating: 93.
"You were the one who told Miss Tang that Yun Wunian was here, weren't you? So, you, all of you, after more than ten years, reappeared and ruined my wedding banquet, watching me being abandoned like this. Are you satisfied now?"
“Feifei…”
Xin Qi's favorability rating: 94.
Jiang Fei ignored him and looked down at the silver hairpin in his left hand. After a long while, she slowly stepped forward and took the hairpin.
Everything went exceptionally smoothly.
Jiang Fei looked at the silver hairpin, stretched out her index finger and pressed it against the tip of the hairpin that was gleaming coldly, and a drop of blood appeared.
“Feifei…” Xin Qi stared at the drop of blood, his voice hoarse, and was about to step forward.
The next moment, he stopped.
Jiang Fei reached out and gripped the silver hairpin, then plunged it into his chest with all her might.
Xin Qi stopped in her tracks, looking down at the hairpin piercing her heart. Blood and demonic energy flowed from her hand.
Then Jiang Fei pulled out the hairpin and stabbed at him fiercely again.
Hairpins are deeply etched in my heart.
Xin Qi didn't move, letting her stab him. The hairpin he had infused with demonic energy to ensure it would never break was like a powerful blade, churning in his heart.
Jiang Fei stabbed three times and then stopped.
Xin Qi looked at her and said, "Are you feeling better now? If not, then continue."
Jiang Fei's hand, which was gripping the hairpin, was already covered in blood. She looked at him for a long time, then took a half step back, reached out and unbuttoned her clothes, revealing the brand-new wound on her chest without any attempt to hide it.
Xin Qi's eyes widened in sorrow as he looked at the horrifying bloodstain on Shengxue's fair skin.
Jiang Fei laughed: "This wound will never heal as long as I have a breath left. It will hurt all the time, all thanks to you."
"Today, I have stabbed you three times."
"Xin Qi, we're even."
Xin Qi stopped abruptly, a sharp pain shooting through his chest, so intense that he had to hunch over.
He searched for so long and finally found her, but now she says, "We're even?"
How can we even things out?
"Impossible," Xin Qi said in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Fei looked at him, and after a long while, she laughed, putting on her outer robe as she laughed: "Why? Could it be that you've fallen in love with me?"
Xin Qi's lips trembled slightly as he stared intently at her. After a long while, he whispered, "I've fallen in love with you."
Jiang Fei's smile gradually faded, and she took two steps toward Xin Qi: "But what should I do? You disgust me."
Xin Qi froze, staring blankly at her.
Jiang Fei met his gaze, leaned closer to him, and spoke in a low, husky voice:
“I despise you. You once feigned friendship with me, only to kill me to prove your point.”
"I hate it even more that you shattered all my beautiful fantasies on our wedding night."
"Even the things I did to protect you and hold you back then are disgusting to think about now."
Even your love, I loathe utterly!
As she finished speaking, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
Xin Qi's hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his eyes gleamed with a crimson light.
After a long silence, he reached out and caught a tear that had slid down his cheek: "If you hate it, why are you crying?"
So it's not just disgust, right?
Jiang Fei's expression changed slightly. He turned around abruptly, but his face turned pale the next moment. His body swayed violently, and he was about to fall to the ground.
Xin Qi was shocked and rushed forward to catch her swaying body, only to see that she was deathly pale, without a trace of blood, and that life was constantly leaking from the wound on her chest.
Xin Qi hurriedly used his magic to continuously inject life force into her heart meridian, but she was like a rotten tree, unable to absorb even a trace of life force.
"Feifei..." Xin Qi called out to her haphazardly, pouring more and more life force into his hands, but to no avail.
Just then, Jiang Fei's hand was pulled by someone, accompanied by a playful sigh: "What a good show."
Those who watched it felt extremely displeased.
Xin Qi raised his eyes, his gaze filled with murderous intent, and stared directly at the man in blue before him: "Rong Shu, do you really think I don't recognize you?" He simply didn't bother to pay him any attention.
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to snatch Jiang Fei back.
Rong Shu quickly dodged his hand, then laughed: "I certainly didn't intend to hide it from Lady Demon, but..." He looked down at Jiang Fei, his brows furrowed slightly. He hadn't expected her to be so heartbroken that even the life-saving herb she had previously used could be broken.
But when she looked up and noticed Xin Qi's anger, Rong Shu only sighed with feigned concern: "The play is over, I should leave."
Xin Qi's palm surged with a raging crimson light: "Put her down."
Rong Shu looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Put her down?" He looked down at Jiang Fei, "Do you want to watch her die?"
Xin Qi was stunned.
Last time, it was Rong Shu who saved Jiang Fei.
"Can you save her?"
Rong Shu smiled faintly: "I should say that only I can keep her alive." As he said this, he took out a spiritual herb and fed it to Jiang Fei to stop her life force from leaking out, but she was still unconscious. He then sighed: "What a waste of my precious medicinal herbs. It only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."
Xin Qi's fingertips trembled slightly: "What do you mean by this?"
Rong Shu looked at him: "Her heart has been pierced by your sword, Demon Lord, and there is no possibility of it being restored. Do you really not know what this means?"
Xin Qi stood frozen in place, his hands and feet stiff.
Rong Shu withdrew her gaze and was about to leave with Jiang Fei when a flash of red light appeared before her eyes, and Xin Qi blocked their way.
Rong Shu narrowed her eyes: "Could it be that you really don't want her to live?"
Xin Qi did not respond, but stared at Jiang Fei, tears still remaining on her face, her cheeks already devoid of color, like a withered flower.
He reached out and gently stroked her cheek.
Finally, he stepped aside, giving up the seat next to him, and watched Rong Shu leave with Jiang Fei.
Xin Qi remained standing there, looking at the desolate wedding banquet. After a long while, he let out a hoarse laugh, reached out to touch the wound on his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He will find a way to save her, so we should wait for him.
When that time comes, they will start over.
There will definitely be enough time.
Xin Qi's favorability rating: 99.
On the other side.
Rong Shu looked at the woman in his arms, his gaze fixed on the tear stains on Jiang Fei's cheeks.
After a long while, he reached out and, mimicking Xin Qi's actions, touched the tear stains on her cheek.
My perpetually cold fingertips touched something warm.
This tear was shed when she said she "disliked Xin Qi".
It flows for Xin Qi.
She was still wearing the wedding dress that matched Yun Wunian.
Her sadness today is also because of Yun Wunian.
Rong Shu narrowed his eyes, staring intently at her heart.
If he only wanted one medicinal ingredient, he only needed to cut out her heart to obtain a puppet-like figure.
She is at her most lifeless right now.
But……
Rong Shu opened her palm and looked at the crimson pill floating in her hand.
The Forgetfulness Pill can make a person remember what happened, but forget all feelings.
Rong Shu paused, then cut open her palm, letting a drop of blood fall onto the Forgetfulness Pill.
With this drop of blood, the person who takes the Forgetfulness Pill will become dependent on him.
Just as all the treasures in his building were loyal only to him, Jiang Fei was no exception.
Rong Shu reached out to feed Jiang Fei the Forgetfulness Pill, but then paused.
He pondered for a long time, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.
What was he hesitating about? He wanted her to forget all her feelings and depend solely on him—that was exactly what he wanted.
After all, it's better than being a "puppet".
Rong Shu reached out and pried open Jiang Fei's mouth, placing the pill inside and guiding it into her lungs.
Watching a wisp of clear yellow light gradually emerge from between her brows before returning to normal.
Rong Shu paused for a moment, then picked her up and stepped into the void, flying towards the direction of Qianjin Tower.
...
When Jiang Fei woke up again, she was in a palace that was comparable to a royal palace, resplendent in gold and jade.
The curtains overhead were woven from silkworm silk and swayed gently.
Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow: "System?"
[System: Rong Shu has given the host the Forgetfulness Pill, but...]
"Just what?"
[System: The host seems to have no emotions to forget.]
Jiang Fei: "..."
She slowly rose, lifted the curtain, but paused when she saw the back of the man in blue standing by the window, then said softly, "Young Master Rong?"
Rong Shu slowly turned around.
Jiang Fei was taken aback and quickly said, "Lord Rong, I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
Rong Shu smiled. Now that he was at Qianjin Tower, he would naturally no longer appear in public as "Rong Yu".
"Is Miss Jiang feeling unwell? For example, are you thinking about some past events, or certain people?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Fei looked up in confusion, her eyes open and showing no sign of heartbreak. "I feel no discomfort..."
But the conversation abruptly ended.
Rong Shu lowered her eyes in confusion, but paused when she met her gaze.
She was looking at him with a gaze she had never seen before, her eyes bright and focused, as if he were the only person in her sight.
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