Qin Ningyue cried.
After she told the truth, she was knocked unconscious by Chu Yan's palm and found herself locked in this woodshed when she woke up.
She shouted for a long time, but no one responded.
She was really scared to death, afraid that she would be sent back to the Imperial Prison, which was not a place for human beings.
She was also terrified that she would die here, that Chu Yan would kill her silently. She still had so many things to do, no revenge, no witnessing Qin Wan's collapse. How could she die like this? She was unwilling to accept this. She really was unwilling to accept this.
clang.
But just as she finished her scream, there was a clang and the sword in Feng Ling's hand fell to the ground.
Buzz buzz buzz, it felt like a sharp blade had split his head directly, causing excruciating pain.
Chu Yan's tall body moved to the side, revealing Feng Ling's stiff figure.
Qin Ningyue's cries and begging suddenly stopped, and even her breathing stopped at that moment. She looked at Feng Ling with horror, and her first reaction was, it's over...
"Ah, A Ling..."
She trembled as she spoke, trying her best to remain calm, but her teeth were chattering because of the extreme panic in her heart.
Feng Ling raised her foot, stepped into the woodshed, and walked towards Qin Ningyue.
His face was unusually pale, yet very calm. However, the calmer he was, the more terrified people felt from the bottom of their hearts.
Until he stood in front of Qin Ningyue.
She knelt on the ground, while he stood, looking down at her, yet feeling very oppressive.
Feng Ling opened his mouth, but no sound came out for a while. After a long pause, he finally spoke hoarsely, "Qin Ningyue, four years ago, in the teahouse in the southern district of the capital, weren't you the one who saved me that night?"
He spoke slowly, his tone extremely calm and restrained.
Ever since he got together with Yue'er, he felt a little nagging about the night he had with Qin Ningyue and didn't want to talk about it.
But now, how he hoped that she would nod, hoped that she would admit that it was her that night.
Qin Ningyue didn't say anything. She was trembling, sweat on her forehead, and fear in her eyes.
She is scared.
Why is she afraid? What is she afraid of?
Feng Ling's eyes became redder and redder as he stared at Qin Ningyue, "Qin Ningyue, I'm asking you a question, why don't you answer?"
There was a murderous look in his eyes, which made people feel a little scared.
Qin Ningyue felt extremely uneasy when she saw him looking at her like that. It was as if he wanted to eat her. It was like that year when both of his legs were broken and he was sitting in a wheelchair in a decadent and miserable state, his eyes full of hostility and cruelty. She went to see him, but before she even got close to the bedroom, she heard his roar, and then a corpse was carried out of the house.
It was said that was the third doctor he had killed. She saw Feng Ling's blood-red and cruel eyes through the open door. In an instant, she was terrified to the extreme and fled in panic. From then on, she became determined to cancel the engagement.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered Feng Ling's cruelty.
She was finished, Feng Ling would kill her.
Qin Ningyue finally realized this.
Even if she didn't die at the hands of Chu Yan, she would die at the hands of Feng Ling. Thinking of this, tears suddenly fell down. If a person could live, would he be willing to die?
"Your Majesty, don't you already know the truth?"
Perhaps she had anticipated her own ending, she collapsed to the ground, staring with a pair of red eyes, and spoke in a self-deprecating manner.
"Qin Ningyue, I want you to tell me in person, were you the one who saved me back then? Was it you?"
He stared at her and asked sternly with gritted teeth, his voice extremely cold. His phoenix eyes were fixed on her, with only her shadow in his sight.
She was in a state of disgrace, tattered and smelly, and became a prisoner.
These days, she has been subjected to humiliation and intimidation.
But what had she done wrong? To have fallen to this? She was clearly the daughter of the Qin family, of noble status, well-read, and full of literary talent. Even if she hadn't married Feng Ling, her marriage would definitely not be bad. She would definitely be a man of high status. There were once men who wanted to marry her, and the streets were lined with people. But how did she end up like this?
It’s Feng Ling!
It was her. I mistook her for him and then abandoned her.
In an instant, she was overwhelmed with hatred. She raised her chin suddenly, her eyes red, and shouted loudly, "No! It's not me!"
The moment Qin Ningyue roared out these five words, Feng Ling suddenly lost his strength and took two steps back. He felt his vision go dark and a heart-wrenching despair instantly overwhelmed him.
The last glimmer of hope was finally shattered!
His eyes suddenly turned blood red. Looking at Qin Ningyue in front of him, his eyes were filled with disgust and hatred. He rushed forward and grabbed her neck. "You are lying, why don't you admit it? Back then, you told me in person that it was you who saved me. Why are you denying it now? Chu Yan forced you to deny it, right? You conspired with him, didn't you? You deliberately framed me, you are acting! Aren't you?"
He questioned loudly, sentence by sentence.
His fingers tightly clasped Qin Ningyue's neck, exerting all his strength.
Qin Ningyue only felt that her vision was dark, she had difficulty breathing, and was enveloped by severe pain.
She was about to be strangled to death by Feng Ling.
She opened her mouth and waved her hands in the air.
But at this moment, Chu Yan, who had been standing behind, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Feng Ling's arm, and pulled him back violently. With a bang, he fell onto the pile of chopped wood in the corner.
“Cough cough cough… cough cough cough…”
Qin Ningyue coughed violently, breathing in big gulps of air, and tears fell naturally.
"Feng Ling, do you want to kill someone to silence them?"
Chu Yanhan asked in a deep voice with a stern face.
Feng Ling slowly stood up from the ground. His arm had been scratched by Chu Yan before, and the wound was bleeding again, but he seemed not to feel the pain and stared at Qin Ningyue.
At this time, Qin Ningyue finally came back to her senses. Her throat was still burning with pain. Hearing Feng Ling's words and seeing his appearance, she laughed out loud, tears falling from her eyes. "Feng Ling, what's wrong with you? Don't you regret having spent that night with me? Now that I'm telling you the truth, why don't you believe it? Hehehe..."
She laughed until tears came out, and her heart was filled with pain!
"Four years ago, it wasn't me who saved you. That night, it was Qingyue who, with her innocent body, detoxified you. She is your true savior, and I am merely the one you mistakenly identified as, claiming the favor."
Qin Ningyue looked at Feng Ling and finally told the truth.
I have to say it, and I can’t not say it.
She was pushed to the brink of despair.
After she finished speaking, she saw the layers of despair in Feng Ling's eyes. She thought she would feel extremely happy, but all she felt was a piercing pain.
And Feng Ling's eyes suddenly turned red!
"Why? Why did you lie to me?"
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