Chapter 63: The Sad Painting Fan (3) Xie Yun will not die! ...
The letter Xie Qingyun sent, the messenger he dispatched, were all part of a life-or-death bargain with Yan Huinan, using Xie Yun as leverage. He was betting that Yan Huinan would let go of the past and let him go for Xie Yun's sake.
Xie Yun was extremely angry. She knew that her father had always treated her as a puppet to be used whenever he needed her.
But she had never been so angry and resentful at any other time. Not only because Xie Qingyun used her, but also because he used her to threaten Yan Huinan in such a hateful way.
At this moment, Xie Yun least wanted her sharp arrow to hit Yan Huinan.
On the way to Qingzhou, Xie Yun thought a lot and thought things through. She sorted out everything that had happened recently, including her heart.
Since learning the truth of what happened, Xie Yun felt guilty towards the princess. However, her rationality told her that if she were to go back to those days, she would still do the same thing.
In this dirty, mixed, and mixed world, loyal people are wronged, upright people are humbled, truth is obscured, and the truth is worthless, but above interests there must be a more lonely and sacred white tower.
There has to be someone to do things in the world, someone has to reveal the truth, and there must be someone who spends his entire life pursuing the truth.
Xie Yun is not aloof, nor is she a moralist. She just can't go against her conscience and can't bear to see loyal and chaste people suffer injustice.
If there is no more righteousness and truth in this era, those who remain loyal and steadfast will perish.
Xie Qingyun was wrong and that was it.
As for Yan Huinan...
Her feelings for Yan Huinan were incredibly complex, perhaps due to the numerous entanglements between them, which had long since become untangled. She was grateful for his love and care for her in their childhood, yet she also resented his blindness to her suffering, forcing her to suffer and humiliate her. After learning the truth, she felt a deep sense of guilt...
But in the end, all the emotional treetops are connected to the core trunk.
Xie Yun thought that she had him in her heart, and even that she loved him. She could accept her life being separated from him, but she could not accept being separated from him in death. The moment she learned of Yan Huinan's death, Xie Yun realized how late she had understood.
She couldn't imagine that there was no Yan Huinan in this world anymore.
The national mourning notice seemed to have died with her living heart.
All in all, when she arrived in Jinzhou and learned that Yan Huinan was not dead, she forgot the pain in her body. She had never wanted to see that person so much.
I long to be in his warm and tight arms.
But she understood it too late. All the pain and love in the past fell heavily on Xie Yun like a cold summer rain, breaking her bones inch by inch and smashing a huge hole in her heart.
She knew that Yan Huinan would hate her after knowing the truth, and even though she hated Xie Qingyun's actions so much.
But the messenger had already set off, and Xie Yun's heart was tied to the letter and passed to Yan Huinan.
She waited anxiously to see what choice Yan Huinan would make after reading the letter.
She hated her greed at this moment, and she hoped Yan Huinan would choose her.
She knew that there was a chasm between them, a chasm that could never be mended in this lifetime, but she still hoped that Yan Huinan would choose her.
But when a deafening roar erupted in his ears and the grass and trees in front of him turned to dust in an instant, Xie Yun's ears suddenly filled with a sharp and piercing roar, and his mind went blank.
The flames burned her vision, and her vision was blurry.
Xie Qingyun was completely unaware that Yan Huinan could be so ruthless and would do anything to kill him. His mood plummeted, and from the initial ecstasy he had felt when he got Xie Yun, he suddenly fell from the clouds.
He had also been seriously injured in the previous fierce battle with Yan Huinan, and now he could only flee in a panic under the protection of his men.
Xie Qingyun never even glanced at Xie Yun from beginning to end. From the moment the flames started, Xie Yun had completely become a discarded pawn. In his eyes, Xie Yun was worthless, not even her life was worth anything.
Bringing her along will only make things more troublesome!
"He really still hates me..." Xie Yun thought so with difficulty, and soon accepted this reality, feeling heartbroken.
From the moment they separated, they had already embarked on two completely different paths, and gradually drifted apart. When Yan Huinan had forced her back to the Great Zhou, it was initially out of hatred.
It begins with hatred and ends with hatred.
In reality, nothing had changed. Yan Huinan might have been moved by her at some point during their time together, but his deep hatred remained unchanged. The only thing that had changed was that she hadn't kept her heart.
Despite repeatedly pushing Yan Huinan away, she eventually relented. Deep down, unbeknownst to herself, she'd always longed for someone to love her. She secretly yearned for the love she'd never received from her father to be repaid elsewhere. And just at that moment, Yan Huinan domineeringly barged into her world once again.
Yan Huinan had only given her a little love during their short time together, and she had slowly begun to savor it, wondering if it was hate or love. He had only watered it a little, and the small fruit he had planted in little Xie Yun's heart years ago had taken root and sprouted.
In fact, no matter whether it was pain, hatred, resentment, or love, all the emotions that Xie Yun had ever felt because of Yan Huinan repeatedly proved that she cared.
But maybe she's the only one who really cares.
Yan Huinan's purpose has never changed from beginning to end.
She was the one who kept changing her mind. She was the one who was wrong. She shouldn't have lost her heart.
The wind tonight was exceptionally strong, penetrating the dense forest and blowing towards Xie Yun. The tongues of fire quickly engulfed the entire scenery in front of Xie Yun.
She ran with all her might, toward the side of the wind. If she had run with the wind, she would have been engulfed in flames. But there were too many people fleeing, and one after another was engulfed in flames, screaming in agony. Ultimately, they were drowned out by the roar of the fiercely burning flames. Like the old tree, they were reduced to a black mass in the flames.
Xie Yun ran for his life, his chest felt like a bellows, he was breathing heavily, and he was in extreme pain.
But how could the speed of running legs compare to the wind? The flames were getting closer and closer, getting hotter and hotter, almost burning Xie Yun's body, but the sound of explosions in his ears continued.
Yan Huinan had a fatal blow...
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Yan Huinan sat before his horse, quietly watching the fire consume the entire mountain. The fire continued to burn until the latter part of the night, the sky full of flames as bright as daylight. Finally, when the entire mountain was burned to nothing but black earth, a torrential rain stopped the earth's suffering.
It also put to rest the resentment that Yan Huinan had buried for many years.
The fire also burned Yan Huinan, burning every inch of his veins and flesh. The last rain poured down on his head.
His body grew flesh, bones, and tendons again.
Si Wen thought he would cry with joy, wail sadly, and completely release himself.
But Yan Huinan simply stared at the mountain for a long time, knowing that the bodies of his enemies lay there. He knew that the soldiers in Qionggu Gorge below Wushan would see it, that his father and mother in heaven would see it, that they would feel the heat of the wildfire, and that the earth would feel the anger and pain of the people.
Heaven and earth want him to experience this pain that is like cramps and bones being peeled off, and in the end, heaven and earth want to witness his revenge with him.
He refused to succumb to fate. Wildfires could not kill him, and torrential rains could not soak him.
Only kindness and love can save him.
After gazing for a long time, Yan Huinan finally closed his eyes slowly, feeling the coolness of the rain hitting his body.
After this war is over, he will go back and see Xie Yun.
Yan Huinan felt a dull pain and uneasiness in his heart. How could he explain to Xie Yun that he had killed her father with his own hands?
Will she hate herself even more?
Yan Huinan thought painfully: But Xie Yun, what should I do?
What can I do?
The purpose of my life is revenge... But how ridiculous, I killed your father, but I love you deeply. I can't live without you...
After the wildfire was completely extinguished, there was still residual heat in the mountain, and smoke rose into the sky.
Yan Huinan ordered all the soldiers who were surrounding Xie Qingyun and the rest of his party to go up the mountain to find Xie Qingyun's body.
He wanted to see with his own eyes that Xie Qingyun was burned into a mummy. He wanted to confirm that Xie Qingyun died in agony and struggle.
But just as everyone was searching among all the burnt-to-mushroom corpses on the mountain, someone broke into Yan Huinan's temporary tent outside the city.
The visitors were Yu Xian and Lu Lingyu. They were both dressed in tattered and dirty coarse clothes. Yu Xian had a wound on his face, and Lu Lingyu looked very miserable, but she was holding something tightly in her arms.
It was as if they had come here through many difficulties.
As soon as Yu Xian came in, he asked Yan Huinan, "Where is Xie Qingyun?"
"I killed him."
Lu Lingyu, standing by, looked as if she had been struck by lightning. She rushed forward with a look of horror on her face, her eyes bloodshot. "What? So you can see Xie Yun?"
Yan Huinan was confused, "Xie Yun? Isn't she in the capital?"
Lu Lingyu and Yu Xian's faces turned pale. Lu Lingyu said, "We inquired along the way and guessed that she must have been kidnapped by Prince Yu and sent to Xie Qingyun."
What?
When Yan Huinan heard this, he suddenly felt like the sky had fallen.
How did Xie Yun get captured by Prince Yu? And how did she end up by Xie Qingyun's side?
He raised his hands and looked at them, his eyes almost dull.
If it’s true…
He had just ordered the mountain to be burned.
If it is true, then Xie Yun is also on the mountain?
Yan Huinan's heart suddenly stopped. He couldn't control the foreign body sensation in his chest. In front of Yu Xian and Lu Lingyu, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood splattered on Yu Xian and Lu Lingyu.
He glanced at the two of them, not even wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed out of the tent in a daze, leaping onto his horse. Si Wen had no idea what was going on inside.
But then he heard Yan Huinan shouting hoarsely, "Dig the mountain! Go dig the mountain!"
Even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would find every body.
No way! No way! Xie Yun won’t be in there!
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The author has something to say: I have finally (taken a deep breath) written about the crematorium ~ and then it’s about the humble Swallow’s courtship!
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