"Ahhh, kill, kill you... bitch... ahhh..."
This is the most desperate way to die in the world. He has been tormented for three years, suffering both physical and mental torture. He was devastated and ended up with nothing after a sloppy life, leaving behind only a joke.
Hehehe.
She was right. The witchcraft that he was most proud of in his life had been cracked.
In the end he had nothing left.
After leaving these words, Qing Yue turned around and left. The dim candlelight stretched her shadow long. She knew that once she left here, she would never come back.
"princess."
After leaving the cell, a guard saluted respectfully. She nodded and left little by little.
Yes, she is still Princess Yu.
No one knew Feng Ling's true life experience, and she was already engaged to Prince Yu. Unfortunately, she learned all the truth about that wedding, which was ruined by Qing Yunyao, and her best friend died, so the wedding did not go ahead.
Regret?
I guess so.
But if time could go back, she thought, she would still collapse.
Without experiencing the pain and resentment, how can we gradually uncover the truth of the past and walk towards the light?
But, three years have passed...
It’s been three years.
Feng Ling, there is still no news from you, and you still haven't come back to find me.
"Mother..."
A tender and warm voice sounded, and she raised her eyes, and saw her child standing by the stone steps in the garden, holding a book in his hand, looking quiet.
"Pan'er."
"mother."
He walked up quickly and hugged Qingyue's thighs. He was not tall, so he could only reach the position of Qingyue's thighs.
"Looking at ants again?"
Qing Yue asked softly, her tone very gentle, the hostility and coldness she had acquired in the dark prison had disappeared.
The little guy nodded and said, "I looked for a while, then read a book for a while, and then I waited here for mother."
He spoke in a sweet and sweet way, which warmed people's hearts.
"Mother, are you sad?"
The little guy asked aloud.
Children's emotions are the most sensitive. No matter how well you hide it, they will still feel it.
"Mother didn't, don't worry."
"But there's a little mist on my eyelashes. Is she missing daddy again?"
The little guy asked.
Qing Yue was stunned. She raised her hand and wiped her eyes. There was indeed a little moisture on them, but she hadn't noticed. It turned out that whenever she thought of Feng Ling, she would still feel pain and cry, but her emotions were hidden and her tears were locked up. Only those that could not be contained would overflow a little bit.
Feng Ling, it’s been three years.
Are you still alive?
Or, are you okay?
"Pan'er, do you miss daddy?"
Qingyue lowered her eyes, looked at the child gently, and asked softly.
The little guy blinked, "Grandma and Grandpa said that Daddy is sick and has gone to a very far place for treatment. He will come back when he is cured. Mom, Pan'er misses Daddy too, very much... But Grandma, Grandpa, and my uncles all told Pan'er not to tell Mommy that he misses Daddy in front of her, otherwise Mommy will be sad and will miss him too."
Children are so sensible.
These words must have been hidden in his heart for a very long time. If his mother had not asked him today, he would not have said them.
Qing Yue felt her eyes a little sore, and she reached out and held the child in her arms.
"Pan'er, mother misses father too."
I miss you very much.
All the suffering she had endured in the past half of her life was over.
But what about Feng Ling?
Is he still alive?
It's too bitter.
He lived half his life in lies and never truly lived until the last moment. He was separated from her in love but full of guilt. When he finally learned the truth, it was already too late. He used his awakened power and life to exchange for her survival.
You say, how could I forget?
Even thinking about the resentment I once had towards him became a regret.
Three years.
No one knew that these three years was the deadline she gave to herself, and also the deadline she gave to Feng Ling.
She studied poison insects, poison techniques, and medical skills day and night, thinking that it was the three-year deadline she had set for herself. She wanted to cure Pan'er and give her a healthy body. It was also the deadline she gave to Feng Ling to wait for him for three years, until he came back.
And he didn't come back...
Then she would go find him.
No matter where he is, alive or dead.
Xianyun Sect.
She never forgot this name.
A Ling.
I'm going to look for you.
…
In May, spring comes and flowers bloom.
A family dinner was held in the palace. Rong Wan's health had recovered in the past few years and she was well taken care of by her father. Her father was a patriotic man. He was now the regent and was in charge of government affairs. A minister had suggested that he succeed to the throne and return it to Pan'er when he grew up, but his father refused. Yes, everyone knew that the throne of the Great Zhou was waiting for Pan'er to grow up and then inherit it.
That day, Qing Ziyuan also received the news and came back for dinner.
In the dining hall, Rong Wan was holding Pan'er and listening to him recite. The tender voice of a child rang out in the hall, and the time was peaceful.
Qingyue was still in her courtyard when she heard Rong Wan whisper, "Pan'er, do you know what happened to your mother? Why did she call your uncle back?"
Rong Wan asked.
She loved her little girl the most. She had suffered so much and survived death. She was the apple of her eye. Now, this child had given birth to a child who was weak and had a poison in his body. It was this child who saved Yue Yatou's life.
Now everyone holds this child in the palm of their hand, but the child is very sensible and not spoiled at all. His understanding makes people feel distressed. However, the shadows of his parents are in the eyes and eyebrows of a four-year-old child.
Those calm phoenix eyes look very much like phoenix feathers.
Feng Ling.
Rong Wan sighed.
"Mother...I miss Daddy..."
Xiao Pan'er lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before speaking softly.
Rong Wan was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes.
There were footsteps and voices outside. Qing Leishan and Qing Ziyuan came together, discussing state affairs. It was said that the continuous rain in Yonghe County, a hundred miles away, had breached the riverbank and flooded many farmhouses...
There was also a locust swarm in a certain place, which ate a large area of crops.
Because we were busy with these things, the family hasn’t had a reunion dinner together for a month.
When they arrived at the dining hall, they stopped talking and just said, "Your younger sister must have missed you and wanted to have a meal together."
“Yes.”
Qing Ziyuan said.
"The last time we had a meal together was to celebrate the recovery of Pan'er's poison."
"Grandfather, uncle..."
When Pan'er saw the two figures walking in, she called out sweetly. Qing Leishan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stepped forward and held the child in his arms.
"Good boy, let grandpa hug you. I miss you so much."
"Pan'er misses grandpa too."
Rong Wan watched with a smile on her face. Overhearing the conversation between the old man and the young girl, she immediately said, "You two had dinner together this morning. You see each other several times every day..."
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