That night, how many people fell into the bottomless abyss.
Those who know the truth swallow despair, while those who don’t know the truth wait for dawn.
The entire yard was in a mess, with bloodstains on the bluestone slabs. Chu Yan stood there, the blood on the sword in his hand had dried. He stood motionless, staring at the door of the pharmacy.
No one dared to treat the injury. Xie Jinghuan was stabbed in the shoulder blade, but he still pursed his lips and endured it, standing in front of the door and not allowing anyone to enter.
The hourglass ticks away.
Inside the medicine house.
In the darkness, Feng Ling and Qing Yue could not see each other's face clearly.
No kisses, no hugs, nothing.
At that moment, Qing Yue felt only boundless pain, causing her to groan in pain...
When she was spoiled, she was quite spoiled and would shout about the smallest thing to let others know.
Later, she died in such a tragic way! She was stabbed so many times before her death, the sharp dagger slid down her face again and again, and stabbed her body so many times. Whether it was the psychological blow or the physical pain, it made her more forbearing after being reborn, and she no longer cried out when she was in pain.
But now, it really hurts.
This time, it was still her first time.
Once, she was raped by a beggar because she was drunk, and her innocence was taken away. She didn't remember anything about that night, but she only knew that her legs hurt badly the next day. But that was also her nightmare, and she didn't want to think about it again in this life or the past life.
In this life, she fell in love with Feng Ling. She only had three years to live, but he was so good to her. He called her back from the dark void, let her return to the Qing family as an adopted daughter, and held a grand wedding for her to fill her regrets. She knew that he loved her, and loving someone could not be faked.
So she also imagined her first night with Feng Ling.
He would definitely be gentle and hold her in his arms, comfort her anxiety and fear, and then let her forget all the bad things and nightmares, leaving only the good memories of being with him.
But this is the case now.
It hurts so much.
The pain was so severe that her whole body couldn't help but tremble.
She had been biting her lips tightly, not wanting to reveal her vulnerability, but she still couldn't help crying.
She really hated this kind of thing.
There is nothing beautiful about it. Whenever I think about it, I feel endless pain and sadness.
On the bed, Feng Ling couldn't move, but he could feel the severe pain in his dantian easing and the burning sensation disappearing...
But Yue'er, I feel your pain.
What should we do?
How should I face you?
For a long, long time...
It's finally over.
When Qing Yue stood up, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground. She held on to the edge of the bed and barely stood up. A ray of moonlight shone in from the window and fell on her face, which was pale and bloodless.
She relaxed for a long time with her trembling legs. The strong poison had completely entered her body, and she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, but it was only for a moment. She still felt a dull pain and was very uncomfortable. This situation was within her expectations. As long as her period came, the poisonous blood would be discharged. She would have to take medicine to prevent the spread of the toxin in the next few days. It would be very uncomfortable, but these were all within her expectations.
After a long pause, she slowly walked to the clothes thrown aside and began to put them on one by one.
Lying on the bed, Feng Ling felt a sense of relief she had never felt in the past four years, at the moment when her Dantian was released.
Then the energy surged, and the silver needle controlling his acupoints was blown away.
"Yue'er..."
His voice was hoarse, and when he was finally able to speak, he shouted with a trembling and choked voice.
He stood by the bed, not daring to move forward. Endless regret and pain enveloped him. How could he face Yue'er? How could he repay her? No, he could never repay her.
Qing Yue did not respond. She was getting dressed, her pale face expressionless, almost numb.
Finally, she tied her belt, and in the dark room, leaning against the faint moonlight, she raised her head and looked at Feng Ling.
He seemed very sad, standing there cautiously, his eyes full of despair, not daring to approach, and even his face full of regret.
"Feng Ling, that's it, we're even now."
When Qing Yue spoke, she realized that her voice was very hoarse.
"Yue'er, listen to me..."
The next moment, he heard Feng Ling's panicked cry. He took two steps forward, as if wanting to hug her, but Qing Yue suddenly shouted, "Don't come over!"
The sound is full of frost.
The corners of Qingyue's eyes were red. She looked at Fengling coldly, gritting her teeth to suppress the trembling and coldness that surged out.
"Feng Ling, I don't want to know why you treated me like that. You didn't tell me before, and don't tell me in the future, never. I don't want to know anymore. This is over between us. We are clear now."
We are cleared now.
Just these three words nailed Feng Ling to the spot.
He was numb from the pain. They were not even even avenged, and they would never be even avenged. He owed her a debt that he could never repay even if he gave her his life.
At this time, Qing Yue had already turned around.
His eyes were filled with tears, but he looked at the little girl's back in the darkness, his feet felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move a step.
With a squeak.
The door of the pharmacy was opened, and Qing Yue's figure appeared in front of everyone.
Brush, brush, brush.
Everyone looked up and looked at the figure.
"Girl."
"Little sister."
Qing Leishan and Qing Zhan spoke at the same time. Qing Ziyuan also looked over with worry between his brows and quickly walked over to meet him.
It was because Qing Yue's condition was too bad. Under the moonlight, her face was pale, without a trace of blood, and she looked shaky. The moment Qing Ziyuan approached, her body swayed and she fell directly into Qing Ziyuan's arms.
"Big brother."
She choked and buried her head in Qing Ziyuan's arms.
"good."
Qing Ziyuan didn't ask anything and picked up Qing Yue in his arms.
He could see that his younger sister was not feeling well.
There were hurried footsteps behind him. It was Feng Ling who was chasing after him. He was one step away from her, as if there were mountains and seas between them. He didn't dare to get closer. He just looked at Qingyue, but Qingyue didn't even look at him.
The moment Qing Yue appeared, Chu Yan's blood-red, cold eyes suddenly looked at her, full of shock and pain.
But Qingyue didn't even look at him, not even once.
They are together.
Killing intent, hatred, pain, and dead silence all enveloped him at this moment. It was also on this night that Chu Yan realized that his soul had not been redeemed since the day he learned the truth, and had fallen into hell again.
"Girl, what happened? Prince Yu..."
Qing Leishan rushed up with an anxious look on his face.
But Qing Yuehong shook her head with red eyes. When she saw her father and brothers, all the grievances of the night finally came to her.
She was so sad.
"Daddy, I want to go home."
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