She was unconscious for a while and was blocked outside the door, so she didn't hear everything that happened in the house and only knew the general idea.
Chu Yan closed his eyes deeply, and the most panicked and fearful guess in his heart was confirmed!
After sending the matchmaker away, Chu Yan's eyes were already bloodshot. He held Qing Ziyuan's hand tightly. Because of shock and pain, his lips were even stiff and he couldn't speak fluently.
"Ziyuan, go wait in the front yard. When Feng Ling arrives, bring him here immediately. Only he can save Yue'er, only him! Go quickly, otherwise Yue'er won't be able to hold on. She won't be able to hold on!"
Chu Yanbing's eyes were red and filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to destroy the world and devour everyone.
Even Qing Ziyuan was frightened by Chu Yan's appearance.
Even though he cared about his younger sister and wanted to stay, at this moment, he chose to obey Prince You's words and rushed to the front yard.
"The groom has arrived..."
"The prince has arrived..."
Firecrackers blasted, cannons roared, gongs and drums roared, and fireworks exploded in the sky.
Feng Ling was wearing a crown, the crimson crown set off his jade-like tall figure and handsome appearance. His jet-black hair was fastened with a red agate jade crown. He had an elegant demeanor, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were raised, with black and bright pupils, exuding a bewitching joy.
The crowd was still cheering and celebrating.
Feng Ling dismounted and stepped into Qing's house. He came to meet his Yue'er and from then on, he would hold her hand and grow old with her.
He will stay by her side all his life, accompany her to see the mountains and rivers, and to see the sun that never sets on the western grasslands.
His heart was beating wildly.
There are congratulations and blessings in my ears...
But, I didn’t see a single member of your family!
But just when Feng Ling was extremely confused, he saw Qing Ziyuan coming hurriedly. Qing Ziyuan, who was always elegant, had a serious expression on his face and walked straight towards him.
Feng Ling felt her heart skip a beat, "Ziyuan..."
"Your Majesty, something happened to Yue'er."
Just hearing this sentence, Feng Ling was shocked. Without asking anything, she followed Qing Ziyuan and quickly walked towards the bridal chamber in the backyard.
…
Inside the bridal chamber, those who heard Qing Yue's words were all horrified.
Rong Wan almost collapsed, her face covered in tears. She had already pushed Qing Zhan aside and hugged her daughter tightly, "Yue'er, look at mother. Don't talk nonsense. Wake up and look at mother."
Rong Wan's voice was full of pleading. Why did her child suffer so much? Today was her wedding day. How could those people send Pingyang's body here? It was too depressing and too painful.
"It's me, it's all my fault... No one tried to expose Qing Yunyao, everything was so peaceful, it was my fault, I deserved to die on the top of Luoye Mountain, I deserved to die, if I died, how could Pingyang die? Why would mother be in so much pain? And my second brother... My second brother died too, died in the wooden house, and my eldest brother rushed back from the border, traveling day and night... Qing Yunyao was right, all of this was my fault, I deserved to die, I deserved to die!"
Qing Yue was completely in a state of collapse. While she was still hugging Pingyang with one hand, she touched the dagger that Qing Yunyao had thrown down with the other hand. She grabbed it and stabbed herself in the heart.
"Little sister!"
"Yue'er!"
Rong Wan and Chu Yan, everyone, Qing Leishan was terrified. Qing Zhan grabbed the dagger, but a voice rushed over faster than him and directly blocked the knife. The blade scratched his palm and blood dripped, but he seemed not to feel the pain. He grabbed Qing Yue's hand. It was Chu Yan.
"Yue'er, look at me, look at Brother Ayan. It's not your fault. You are not wrong. The one who is wrong is Qing Yunyao. It's her. She is the one who deserves to die!"
He spoke in a decisive tone, but his voice was trembling and his eyes were red with tears.
Qingyue couldn't hear anything, she couldn't hear anything.
She tried to grab the dagger and stab herself in the heart, but someone grabbed her wrist.
"Yue'er, it's Qing Yunyao who should die, it's her, not you. Look at Brother Ayan, wake up now. It's not your fault, you have never been wrong. The ones who are wrong are the ones who hurt you, the ones with bad intentions, the ones with cruel hearts. You are kind and have love in your heart, and everyone likes you.
If you don't come back, General Qing and Madam Qing will be buried in their bones, and Brother Yan will also be deceived by him. And your second brother is still alive. You saved him. Have you forgotten? Your eldest brother traveled a long distance and rode thousands of miles just to come back to see you. You are not wrong. You have never been wrong.
Chu Yan held her hand, and in a low, hoarse voice filled with infinite sorrow, he kept speaking beside her.
He is a quiet person and usually does not speak more than five words to others.
But at this moment, he just wanted to say everything he could, just to make Yue'er wake up.
She was trapped in a demon of self-loathing and self-doubt that would kill herself.
This was the scene Feng Ling and Qing Ziyuan saw when they rushed into the bedroom.
Feng Ling stood there in a daze. He wanted to rush forward immediately, but the next moment, he froze in place.
Yue'er, who was in absolute collapse, seemed to focus her eyes. She slowly stopped being hysterical, and then her eyes gradually fixed on Chu Yan's face.
Her eyes were very red.
His eyes were also red.
At this moment, there was only low sobbing sounds in the house, and no one dared to make a sound, as if they were afraid of startling Qingyue.
Her eyes were full of tears, her eyelashes were wet, one side of her cheek was pale, the other side was blood red, and she looked completely different.
She said, "Brother Ayan, is it really not my fault?"
She finally spoke.
This question almost made Chu Yan cry with joy. He nodded, "It's not Yue'er's fault, it's the bad guys' fault."
"The bad guy's fault?"
She asked again.
"Yes...Yue'er is not wrong."
Chu Yandao coaxed softly.
Who has ever seen such a gentle and patient Chu Yan?
Rong Wan covered her mouth all of a sudden, tears streaming down her face, as if she saw the young man who always stayed by her daughter's side, coaxing her daughter in the same gentle voice.
In fact, Rong Wan knew about the relationship between Yue'er and Pingyang, but she didn't expect that Pingyang's death would make her Yue'er so devastated that she almost died with him.
But the next moment, Yue'er's words made everyone stunned and frozen.
"What about Feng Ling?"
Then Qingyue asked softly.
"Then was Feng Ling wrong? Was it his fault?"
Qing Yue asked again, her eyes were broken and filled with shocking hatred, and she was about to explode with just one touch or one word.
Chu Yan's breathing became heavier, and he didn't speak immediately.
"Brother Ayan, why don't you say anything? Didn't you say Yue'er was not at fault and it was all the bad guys' fault? Then what about Feng Ling? Was he at fault?"
Qingyue asked again.
Perhaps because Chu Yan didn't answer, Qing Yue's anxiety was evident, her eyes gradually becoming confused. "Tell me, why aren't you talking? He took away my innocence, made me pregnant out of wedlock, made me part with you forever, made me hopeless and helpless, made me live with hatred... made me live like a joke! So is he wrong?"
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