Qingyue smiled, and the smile gently rose on her lips. At this time, she slowly put Pingyang down from her arms, and her movements were very careful, as if Pingyang was just asleep. "Pingyang, lie here for a while. Sister Qing will come over to hold you later. You are so cold all over. Sister will warm you up and you will wake up when you are warm.
She said to herself.
Everyone in the room had tears in their eyes after hearing this.
It was also at this time that Chu Yan, the Qing family, and Bao Feng Ling all discovered that Qing Yue was still not right. She had not gotten over it at all. The superimposed pain and hatred brought her spirit to the brink of extreme collapse.
But no one dared to wake her up forcibly, and no one knew what would happen.
After putting Pingyang down, she finally stood up. Her bright red wedding dress looked like a phoenix spreading its wings, beautiful and noble. She walked step by step to Feng Ling.
When she passed by her father Qing Leishan and her elder brother Qing Ziyuan, neither of them even got a glance from her. It was as if she had blocked out all her relatives, leaving only those she hated.
Until she stood in front of Feng Ling...
"Feng Ling, how dare you marry me?"
Just one sentence made Feng Ling feel like dying.
"Yue'er, I'm sorry... It's A Ling who's sorry for you."
Feng Ling's eyes were red as he finally apologized. The truth about the teahouse incident four years ago almost made him breathless, but he couldn't say it and could only suppress it in his heart. He was afraid that Yue'er couldn't bear it, that she wouldn't be able to accept it, and that he would lose her forever.
He tried, but failed.
After that time, for the first time, he selfishly wanted to bury the truth forever and never let Yue'er know.
But in this world, truth will eventually come to light.
Yue'er still found out, on their wedding day, in such a tragic way.
His eyes were filled with tears, full of pain and regret.
Qing Yue stared at him with her red eyes, without a single tear. When she faced Feng Ling, she was left with only hatred. She said, "I'm sorry? Can saying sorry make everything go back to normal? Can saying sorry make it seem like nothing ever happened? Is saying sorry... enough?"
She questioned again and again.
After questioning, she was puzzled again. She looked at him and pressed him to ask, "Why did you go to that teahouse? Why did you touch me? I remember it. That night was so dark, I was in so much pain. I was drunk, I had no strength, and I was not quite conscious. But I was in so much pain. I said no, I pushed you away, but I couldn't push you away...
You are so heavy, so heavy.
I am so desperate, so desperate.
I kept crying and crying.
I called out to so many people in my heart. I called out to Brother Ayan, “Is that you? Yue’er is in so much pain, can you please let me go… It hurts so much, Yue’er is going to die! I can’t live anymore…”
Qing Yue's eyes were blurred and sad, and she was in excruciating pain, as if she had returned to that moment. All the painful memories that she had forgotten deep in her soul came out, and once again tortured her like a sharp blade, cutting her soul and body.
Feng Ling was in tears. He wanted to go up and hug her and tell her that he was poisoned by love and was unconscious and could not control himself, but he did not dare to get close. He did not even dare to get close to Yue'er.
And Chu Yan was about to collapse!
His eyes, as cold as a deep pool, were filled with murderous intent. He rushed forward and punched Feng Ling hard on the side of his face, knocking him hard against the door panel behind him.
How dare you, how dare you hurt him like this?
Chu Yan was going crazy and almost suffocated by the pain.
Feng Ling's eyes were dead silent as he endured the punch. Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't reach out to wipe it.
The sounds of drums, firecrackers and cannons outside had long since stopped.
No one knows what happened here.
The backyard is blocked and no one is allowed to get close!
No one knew what kind of heart-wrenching scene was taking place in the bridal chamber, which was supposed to be a place for weddings.
The knife with the bloody blade stabbed not one person, but a group of people.
Feng Ling's head was tilted by the punch. Qing Yue's eyes were indifferent, as if she was still immersed in the night four years ago.
There was a look of pain on his face and his brows were tightly furrowed.
"Brother Ayan, you didn't come to save me in the end..."
Chu Yan's hands were shaking. I'm sorry, Yue'er, I'm sorry, I didn't know, Brother Yan didn't know.
Qing Yue felt a little aggrieved, but the hatred faded a little, leaving only pain. She whispered, "Then I started calling Daddy again. My Daddy is an unparalleled hero. He would come back to save me as long as I was in danger. I kept calling Daddy... but Daddy didn't come..."
Qing Leishan covered his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and he gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from crying out loud.
"Later, I started calling for my brother again... My eldest brother couldn't come. He was at the border, defending our country and repelling the enemy. He was a great hero, too. He couldn't save me in time. He was too far away. By the time he came back, I would have been heartbroken... Oh, I also have a second brother. He loved me the most. He grew up with me and always protected me, never letting me get bullied... But he didn't come to save me either...
That night was so long, I thought I was going to die.
I can’t call mother, she’s weak and has heart palpitations, I can’t make her sad…”
She is still narrating.
She didn't mean it.
She just went back to that time.
Qing Ziyuan and Qing Zhan could no longer hold back. Qing Ziyuan's eyes were bloodshot and his fists were clenched tightly.
Qing Zhan finally howled loudly, and smashed the sandalwood box beside him with a punch. He couldn't bear it anymore, the pain was extreme. His little sister, his Pingyang, he knelt on the ground with his hands covering his heart!
"Yue'er, my dear Yue'er, don't say anything, I'm here to save you, I'm here to save you..."
Rong Wan burst into tears and stumbled towards Qing Yue, hugging her and holding her face. She cried so hard that her vision went black and all she could see was hallucinations. "Yue'er, girl, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mother is here to save you. Mother is here to save you. Wake up, mother is here to save you..."
Rong Wan broke down before anyone else, her voice hoarse from crying.
But Qing Yue, immersed in that painful night, could not wake up. She could not wake up. She blocked out all the sounds from the outside world. She was in so much pain and so desperate.
"And my cousin... She brought me here for a drink, so why did she just leave me? Where is she? Where did she go? Pingyang... Pingyang knows martial arts, so she can save me... Who will save me?"
Qing Yue was still begging for help. She was in so much pain that she even forgot what Qing Yunyao had done!
Everyone was calling out to her, afraid that she would remain in that painful night forever.
Just then, a pair of hands grasped hers, and a dagger was placed in her hand. The deep, hoarse male voice that had been breathing heavily beside her ear rang out, "Yue'er, kill him! Kill him, and the pain will end!"
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