The moonlight was cold, but not as cold as Qingyue's expression.
Feng Ling stood there, stunned, tears almost overflowing from her eyes.
He wanted to take a step forward, even to touch her, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't take a single step.
His voice was hoarse, but he still spoke, "Yue'er, don't worry. I won't let Qin Hongzhang live for long. Don't worry about these things. You are pregnant, so you must take good care of yourself. You don't have to worry about anyone making things difficult for you when you return to Kyoto. I..."
He spoke very quickly, even incoherently. He had a lot to say, and he was afraid Yue'er didn't want to listen.
However, Qing Yue really didn't finish listening. She raised her foot and walked forward. Her figure was shrouded in the moonlight, getting farther and farther away, and he gradually couldn't see her clearly.
"I will protect you."
He said, but no one could hear him.
His heart felt like it was being torn apart, and he bent over in pain.
"master."
Zhong Wu emerged from the darkness. He looked at his master with worry and distress, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Zhong Wu, why is this wound so difficult to heal? It really hurts."
This sentence almost made Zhong Wu cry. His master's chest wound had healed long ago, but it was his heart that was hurting.
How could Miss Qin be so cruel?
"Master, please take care of yourself."
Take care of yourself?
How to take care of yourself?
He wished he could die as an atonement.
If you make a terrible mistake, every day of your life will be like being tortured to death.
Because he had felt the ultimate warmth, how could he not bear it if it was lost? He knew that Yue'er's cold eyes were full of tenderness, and that she was full of love when she called him A Ling, so he could not bear her coldness now.
It hurts so much.
Qing Yue walked along the bluestone road without looking back, but the night was so dark that she could not even see the road.
"Little sister."
Qing Zhan appeared out of nowhere and saw Qing Yue taking the wrong path, so he spoke up.
"Second brother."
Qing Yue turned around and called out, only to see Qing Zhan's eyes filled with pity. "Brother, Qin Hongzhang deserved it. He had a stroke and won't live long. I've avenged my mother."
"Um."
Qing Zhan nodded, his peach blossom eyes filled with sadness. He raised his hand and gently stroked Qing Yue's eyebrows, leaving his hand wet.
Qing Yue was stunned. For a moment, she didn't know how to react. She was crying? She didn't even know.
"Brother, the wind is too strong and I am blinded."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Zhan hugged him in his arms.
"Little sister, second brother knows you are upset. Second brother knows everything."
Qing Zhan was in so much pain, his heart was broken. His little sister had suffered so much. She was the jewel in the family's hands, but how could she become like this?
Resurrection from the dead, betrayed by lover.
But it was obvious that she and he did nothing wrong.
Bad people deserve to be punished, but what about good people? Should good people endure these hardships?
He stood in the shadows, looking at his younger sister's cold face, watching Prince Yu in agony, and watching his younger sister in tears. They clearly loved each other, but could not be together.
It was Feng Ling who made my younger sister suffer, but wasn't he innocent too?
The real culprit...is not him.
"Little sister, if you can't let it go, try to forgive him, okay?"
Qing Zhan said softly.
He couldn't see his little sister's tears.
Tonight in the dungeon, watching his younger sister chop off Qing Yunyao's hands and feet, he felt both happy and sad.
Even if I kill her, can the dead come back to life? Will the damage be gone?
"Forgive? Second brother, how can I forgive?"
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