Chapter 103: Biting the tongue and committing suicide, both sides suffer
Zhao Qinglian attacked with a cold face, and Shang Yuwan flew forward to fight against her.
In just a few breaths, Shang Yuwan suffered new injuries.
Zhao Qinglian's attack was extremely fierce from beginning to end. She was a little exhausted, so she knelt on one knee and stabbed the ground with a knife to support her body so as not to fall down.
Shang Yuwan's blood flowed down along the blade, like a series of broken streams.
Zhao Qinglian looked down at her and said, "Give up her, and I'll let you go."
But the hands and legs will still be useless.
"...Mom told me that when she took Twelve and me clothes shopping." Shang Yuwan exerted force on her hands, staggering to her feet. With trembling hands, she pointed the tip of the knife at Zhao Qinglian, "She's seen you."
"I'm saying this for the last time, she's my sister."
Zhao Qinglian thrust her sword forward, but Shang Yuwan dodged sideways. The longsword swung sideways, and she immediately blocked it with her knife.
Zhao Qinglian seized the opportunity and kicked him.
Shang Yuwan's lower abdomen was kicked so hard that it caved in. He crashed into the stone table like a kite with a broken string. Before he could even turn sideways, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
The stone table shattered, and Shang Yuwan, who was in pain in her back, couldn't help but have a ferocious look on her face. Blood mixed with saliva choked her throat, causing her to cough continuously and spit out more blood.
There were cramps of pain in his lower abdomen, and his chest felt like it was burning on fire, but Shang Yuwan didn't loosen his grip on the knife at all. Instead, he held it tighter and tighter.
Zhao Qinglian thought to herself that she was truly worthy of being a child of the Shang family.
What a pity, he will be a useless person from now on.
In the courtyard next door, Twelve slowly opened his mouth, blood kept flowing out of it, his head was covered in cold sweat, and blue veins bulged on his forehead.
Her eyes were half closed, and there was a grayness in them.
The servant realized something was wrong and in a hurry pried open her mouth to see - it was bloody and her tongue was almost broken off in half.
"General, General..." The servant's face suddenly turned pale.
"She was four years old and had just arrived in Dayu." Shang Yuwan spoke haltingly. Seeing Zhao Qinglian slowly approaching, she trembled as she tried to stand up. "I was only one year old at that time."
Zhao Qinglian walked up to Shang Yuwan, stepped on her thigh, raised her sword, and suddenly stabbed it towards her knee.
"General!!!"
A panicked cry caused Zhao Qinglian's sword tip to suddenly stop. It was very close to Shang Yuwan's knee, but it did not hurt her at all.
When Zhao Qinglian saw someone coming out of the courtyard next door, she had a bad feeling in her heart.
"General!! The Second Miss..."
Before the attendant could finish his words, Zhao Qinglian rushed over.
"——He bit his tongue and committed suicide!!!"
Shang Yuwan stood up behind her, enduring the severe pain, and grabbed the knife with her backhand. She didn't care about the palm of her hand that was cut by the sharp blade, and pointed the handle at Zhao Qinglian and threw it hard.
"Go call the doctor..."
"Bang!"
Zhao Qinglian was extremely anxious and was hit on the back without noticing. She stumbled and was about to fall when she was caught by a servant.
Shang Yuwan held his breath and took advantage of this opportunity to rush past Zhao Qinglian as fast as he could and headed straight for the courtyard.
Zhao Qinglian was furious, "Shoot!"
Before he could finish his words, a hidden arrow flew towards him at high speed. Shang Yuwan felt a pain in his calf and fell down.
She didn't dare to stop or slow down. She got up before she fell, ignoring the pain of her left calf being torn by the arrow, and ran straight towards Twelve, who was about to faint due to excessive emotional fluctuations and blood loss.
“Twelve! Twelve!!”
“......?!” Zhao Qinglian’s pupils shrank.
Someone secretly pulled the bow again, but saw Zhao Qinglian raised his arm, signaling to stop.
Zhao Qingyi put her hand down, her fingertips trembling.
...Are they willing to go this far for each other?
"twelve!!!"
Shang Yuwan didn't care about the attacks from behind. When she saw that Twelve was so seriously injured, she swung her long sword without hesitation and killed the servant guarding Twelve. Because she was almost out of strength, she rolled over and crawled over to pick up Twelve.
She tremblingly took out the three life-saving pills that Ji Suxian gave her from her arms. Two of them were ground into powder by Zhao Qinglian, and Shang Yuwan poured them all directly into Twelve's mouth.
"Twelve, twelve?!"
Shang Yuwan was panic-stricken and grabbed Twelve's wrist. His heartbeat was like thunder and drums and kept ringing in his ears.
She couldn't feel Twelve's pulse, she...
Bloodshot appeared in his eyes, Shang Yuwan was at a loss, blaming himself and crying.
Twelve looked at her with half-open eyes, slowly raised his hand, and wiped away the mixed traces on her face.
"sorry......"
Twelve's voice was very soft and vague, and Shang Yuwan couldn't hear it.
Tears kept falling like pearls from a broken string, disappearing into the twelve temples.
It should have been said as early as the day the Shang family was wiped out.
"......sorry......"
The blood on Shang Yuwan's face was smeared, making him look even more terrifying. His black and white hair hung down, and his eyes were full of pain.
Her tears fell on Twelve's face and broke into several pieces.
At this moment, the guards of the general's mansion had surrounded the two of them.
"Zhao Qinglian!" She raised her head helplessly and screamed, "Zhao Qinglian! Where's the doctor?! Why hasn't the doctor come yet?!"
Zhao Qinglian took a pack of silver needles from the servant, rushed over to feel Twelve's pulse, and then took out the silver needles and inserted them into the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry." Zhao Qinglian suppressed her panic. "The medicine you gave her is very good. She'll be fine."
She picked up Twelve and glanced at Shang Yuwan who was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.
“She won.”
"Call a few more doctors to cure her."
Zhao Qinglian said these two words and turned away.
The attendant carefully helped Shang Yuwan up and sent her to the hospital for treatment.
Shang Yuwan refused to leave Twelve and insisted on staying in the same room with Twelve. The servant had no choice but to tell Zhao Qinglian about this.
Zhao Qinglian agreed.
One room, two people seriously injured.
Twelve's injuries were less severe. Her tongue was discovered in time, avoiding any vital injuries. After the stitches were done and the bleeding stopped, she was restricted to a light, liquid diet until her tongue healed. The doctor also prescribed medication to alleviate her heart problems.
The person who tied the bell must untie it. No matter how powerful the doctor is, he cannot insert the silver needle into the twelve hearts.
Shang Yuwan's body was covered with bruises and nearly twenty wounds of varying depths. The doctor used two bundles of catgut to sew up her wounds. She was almost wrapped like a dumpling.
Shang Yuwan lay on the couch, his head covered in cold sweat. The blue veins on his neck had just subsided, and he took deep breaths.
Zhao Qinglian looked at Twelve, confirming that she was safe and sound and had just fallen asleep. Then she walked over and sat beside the couch, looking at Shang Yuwan.
"You are so cruel."
Shang Yuwan forced a smile and said, "General, you are too kind."
She didn't dare use anesthesia, fearing that something might happen if she fell asleep.
Therefore, she was awake during the entire process of suturing the wound.
Zhao Qinglian snorted coldly, her eyes fell on Shang Yuwan's left calf, and then she moved her eyes calmly to the palm that was scratched by the blade.
She stared at Shang Yuwan's hand, but she talked about his leg injury, "Your leg will probably take more than a hundred days to heal. I will personally take you back."
"Um?"
Shang Yuwan was stunned. "That's not necessary, right?"
Why is Zhao Qinglian suddenly so easy to talk to?
"I'm not that despicable. If I had used any tricks, you would have been dead long ago." Zhao Qinglian glanced at her. "If I don't personally escort you away, those people down there are watching your lives. Can you really go back alive like this?"
Langjiang is not as stable as Dayu. If she hadn't been there to keep things under control, Shang Yuwan would have been arrested the moment he entered Langjiang.
Zhao Qinglian lowered her eyes to hide her expression, "Yi Yi... Twelve doesn't like me, and she doesn't like this place either."
"I captured her that day, and after she drank the medicine that restored her memory, she said you were the one she vowed to follow for the rest of her life."
"Rather than forcing her to stay and end up hurting both sides, it's better to let her go."
Zhao Qinglian turned her head and said, "Anyway, I only brought her back to threaten you. It's no big deal if she leaves."
"......" Shang Yuwan's brows twitched, "You......"
Zhao Qinglian: "How?"
"Did you eat dumplings today?"
"?"
"What's the meaning?"
Shang Yuwan smiled and said, "I'm jealous."
Zhao Qinglian was stunned, then became furious.
"I'll slap you to death!"
Shang Yuwan's eyes softened a little, "She has always missed you."
Zhao Qinglian was stunned.
"The time you found her and went to see her secretly."
"She's just missing you."
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