Chu Yan's hand was like an iron clamp, grabbing Qing Yue's wrist. He wanted to take her away from here, to a place where no one could find her. There would only be him and her. No foreigner, no child, no Feng Ling, none of them would appear in their lives, and no one would threaten or hurt her.
"Chu Yan, you're crazy! Let go!"
Qing Yue yelled angrily.
She had never expected Chu Yanyan to become like this. Was he unconscious? Qing Yue was unwilling to leave and raised her hand to fight back, but Chu Yan seemed determined and did not relax the strength of his hand at all. He was extremely powerful.
Facing Qing Yue's counterattacks, he resolved them one by one, but did not let go. He had only one thought: this was the only chance. He wanted to take Yue'er away to a place where no one could find her. He would spend the rest of his life protecting her and keeping her from getting hurt. No one should think of breaking them up, and no one should think of hurting Yue'er.
"Yue'er, come with me."
“Let go!”
"Yue'er, you belong to Brother Ayan."
Pulling and attacking, facing the disgust in Qing Yue's eyes, he was in pain but did not retreat.
There was a bloody melee, with heads falling to the ground layer by layer. The foreigner started killing people indiscriminately, and the Royal Guards followed one after another. His people and Feng Ling's people also refused to give in.
"Chu Yan, I really regret meeting you."
"Why can't you just let me go?"
"Do you know how much I want to kill you?"
Every word and sentence is filled with hatred and anger.
The corners of Qingyue's eyes turned red.
The strength in my body is draining away faster.
She felt so tired and weak that she could barely stand. The person in front of her seemed to be two shadows.
She was very anxious and wanted to rush out, but Chu Yan's hand was as strong as a pair of pliers and she couldn't break free. Her martial arts skills were inferior to his.
pain.
it hurts.
Her stomach felt like it was twisting and aching.
"Let go... Chu Yan, my stomach hurts, let go!"
Qing Yue was at a disadvantage after only a few moves with Chu. A layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. It seemed as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. Her lower abdomen began to twitch in pain, as if it was about to be torn apart, making it painful for her to even breathe.
She knew something was wrong.
The baby was born prematurely and was bleeding heavily, so sealing the acupuncture points with silver needles was not a long-term solution.
Facing her cries of pain, Chu Yan seemed to be deaf to them, and his eyes were only focused on taking Qing Yue away.
Amidst the chaos, she looked towards Feng Ling, "A Ling."
He was still kneeling there, as if immersed in an endless dark world, unable to hear anything around him.
The pain that had been weighing on his mind all night finally erupted the moment Concubine Feng was attacked.
Trapped in a self-space of pain, confusion and regret.
Who can redeem him?
Who can wake him up?
"A Ling."
Qing Yue called his name. Actually, she had a lot to say to him, but it was too late. There was no chance anymore.
Something spilled out, staining her skirt red.
The bloodstains finally dissipated.
The acupuncture points sealed by the silver needles were broken.
She had a hemorrhage!
"Yue'er!"
"Yue'er! Damn Yue'er!"
"Blood, so much blood, Yue'er...!"
Rong Wan fell to the ground. She got up and rushed towards the foreigner several times, trying to take the child back, but was always pushed and fell. As a weak lady who didn't know martial arts, she couldn't get close at all. She saw Chu Yan holding Qing Yue. How could she not know King You's obsession with her daughter, so she wanted to rush over to save her daughter again.
But before he could get close, he fell to the ground.
The next moment, my heart and soul were broken.
Yue'er's skirt was stained red with blood, and even dripped onto the ground.
It's bleeding!
Rong Wan's terrified scream pierced the sky.
She rushed towards Qingyue crying and in panic.
Qing Yue could no longer stand and fell to the ground.
"Yue'er, my dear Yue'er..."
At this moment, Chu Yan finally noticed Qing Yue's abnormality, as if he finally saw her pale face clearly at this moment. He hurriedly let go of his hand and hugged Qing Yue, who had lost her strength and slipped to the ground.
"Get away, get away, don't touch my daughter!"
Rong Wan was like crazy. She pushed Chu Yan away, hugged Qing Yue, and fell to the ground with her.
"Don't you know she just gave birth? You're forcing her and taking her away. You're going to kill her."
"Yue'er, what should we do?"
"Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician..."
"God, please open your eyes. How could you be so cruel?"
"Why do you do this to us?"
Rong Wan's spirit could no longer hold on, and she shouted loudly, but was drowned out in the fighting.
Qingyue wanted to reach out and hug her mother, but she had no strength. She wanted to say, "Mom, don't cry. It's my fault for being unfilial and making you sad," but she couldn't say anything.
"Yue'er, my dear Yue'er..."
Rong Wan collapsed!
She had a feeling that she was going to lose her daughter that night.
"Yue'er, don't die, don't abandon mother, think about mother, think about the child..."
Rong Wan's voice almost broke.
That cry, "Yue'er, don't die," passed through layers of space and time and finally entered Feng Ling's mind, which was trapped in endless darkness.
Yes.
The moment Concubine Xue died in front of him, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. It was as if he had instantly entered a closed world, filled with self-loathing, self-hatred, and even self-destruction.
A dark and powerful force enveloped him, and the dark voice kept saying in his mind, destroy it, destroy it, kill everyone.
Everyone here deserves to die. They are vicious and disgusting. They control your life, leaving you with nothing and making you live in lies.
He wanted to defeat the voice.
He wanted to hold onto the last bit of his sanity, because his lover was still there, his Yue'er had forgiven him, and they still had a child. Even if he was abandoned by the whole world, he still had her and him.
No, no, he couldn't be swayed by this voice.
He didn't know where this dark power came from. He was afraid that if he accepted it, he would lose his mind. He had to stay awake. This day was a disaster day for him, but he couldn't fall down. His wife and son were waiting for him.
He wants to break through this barrier.
But when the cry of "Yue'er, don't leave your mother," "Yue'er, don't die," pierced through the darkness, penetrated his brain, when he opened his eyes and saw Qingyue lying on the ground, saw the bright red blood staining her skirt and the ground...
Bang……
boom!
The vast and powerful dark energy in his body and mind completely erupted.
Go to hell!
Destroy it!
“Ah…ah…”
His eyes were bloodshot, his black hair was flying, he stood up, and his fierce and painful voice pierced through everything.
His hair turned silver bit by bit, his pupils were dyed red bit by bit, and black power poured out, surrounding him completely.
Boom boom boom!
Bang bang bang!
The black power burst out instantly, destroying the world and rushing in all directions, exploding into a vast area. Anyone who touched it was blown away, seriously injured or killed.
Feng Ling, he—is possessed by a demon!
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