As soon as he finished speaking, the sword rose into the air.
With a swish, Qing Yunyao's other arm was cut off.
Blood splattered and a severed arm fell to the ground.
Qing Yunyao screamed and fainted from the pain.
Without Qing Yue saying anything, Qing Zhan and Chu Yan rushed forward and fed the pill into her mouth to help her stop the bleeding, fearing that she would die.
And Qing Yue just watched coldly.
"Brother Ayan, bring her to the courtyard. I have to watch over her every day. I can't let her die..."
Qing Yue's voice was deep and deep, and he had already left the cell.
"It's getting late, I'm sleepy, let's go back."
She said.
Then the man turned and disappeared into the darkness.
Chu Yan gave his orders coldly and followed.
It was late at night and the moonlight was cold and dim.
Qingyue was wearing a dark cloak, as if she wanted to blend into the night.
When she came out of the prison, she saw a man standing not far away. He was neither far nor near, but he was looking in her direction. He was bathed in moonlight and looked shabby.
Qing Yue's pupils shrank. It was Feng Ling.
Feng Ling was originally hiding in the dark. He couldn't leave. When he closed his eyes, he saw Qing Yue's desperate and angry look. So he found a place to wait and didn't want to go back home.
He didn't know what he was waiting for. He knew that Yue'er hated him so much now, and Chu Yan had warned him not to get close, but he still wanted to stay at the foot of the mountain in the southern suburbs, at least to be closer to her.
The carriage left in the middle of the night. He saw that the driver was Qing Zhan, and also saw Yue'er and Chu Yan get on the carriage together. He immediately followed them and followed them all the way to the secret cell. He knew that Yue'er came for Qing Yunyao.
He was worried and didn't leave.
At this moment, their eyes met. Feng Ling still felt suffocated in the heart, and her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, but she did not dare to move forward.
He actually wanted to ask, Yue'er, are you okay? Are you so sad? He wanted to hold her in his arms, but he knew he was not qualified.
The moonlight was cold, but not as cold as his heart.
He knew that Yue'er would not give him a big gift.
But the next moment, Qing Yue moved and walked straight towards him.
Bang bang bang.
Feng Ling felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and even his breathing became heavier.
Chu Yan also saw Feng Ling from behind. A cold look flashed across his eyes. The next moment, he saw Qing Yue walking towards Feng Ling. He pursed his lips and finally frowned and said, "Yue'er."
"Brother Ayan, I'm looking for him because I have something."
Qingyue turned around and explained.
The clear and cold eyes have no warmth and no cuteness.
That feeling of alienation and indifference made Chu Yan feel depressed and gloomy. Ever since Yue'er attacked Qing Yunyao without hesitation in the dark prison, he had already noticed that Yue'er was different.
"I'll go with you."
It was only a few steps away, why would she need someone to accompany her? He simply didn't want to see her interact with Feng Ling.
Qing Yue didn't seem to care. She walked towards Feng Ling in the cold night and stood in front of him.
The corners of Feng Ling's eyes were extremely red, and the bloodshot color in his eyes had not completely faded. It was obvious that he had not rested well. His once noble and cold eyes were filled with sorrow. Seeing Qing Yue really walk towards him, his fingertips trembled, "Yue'er."
His voice was hoarse, and seemed to contain a thousand words.
Qing Yue raised her eyes, her cheeks were thin and pale.
Her eyebrows and eyes showed no emotion, she just looked at Feng Ling and said, "Prince Yu, is Qin Hongzhang in your hands?"
She asked.
Feng Ling paused, nodded, her heart piercing as if it were being stabbed by a needle. She called him Prince Yu, not Ah Ling anymore.
He suppressed the pain in his heart and nodded, "Yes, I will put him in jail."
"I want to see him."
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