757 If You Can’t Love Him, You Will Lose the Ability to Love Others
Wang Jinling nodded. He was not threatening Feng Qingchen. Although the news had not been confirmed, there was no smoke without fire. Beiling was not the only one who was tempted by the reward. Many people in the Wang family were also tempted.
If it weren't for Wang Jinling's pressure, those profit-driven guys in the Wang family might have taken advantage of the relationship between the Wang family and Feng Qingchen to harm Feng Qingchen.
People die for money, birds die for money, and the struggle for power and status is all about fighting for the wealth of the world. With such a large sum of money in hand, anyone who has the chance will be tempted.
Feng Qingchen sighed, not knowing what to say. She now had no other choice but to control the Killer Alliance. But controlling the Killer Alliance was as difficult as overthrowing a country.
When she met the killer Zuo An and learned about the bounty for assassination, she thought the bounty was not a big threat. Now she realizes that she thought things were too simple.
The sky-high reward not only attracted killers, but also attracted countless people who wanted the money, just like the Lu family back then, who were wiped out by Xiling just because of the money.
For those people, killing her was an easy thing, at least easier than massacring the Lu family.
Wang Jinling also knew the pressure Feng Qingchen was under at the moment, but for Feng Qingchen's safety, he had to remind her again: "Qingchen, you must control the assassin world, otherwise, you will have to live in fear for the rest of your life, and you will have to bear the shadow of being secretly injured for the rest of your life."
He brought Feng Qingchen down the mountain today just to make her understand how dangerous her current situation is. If she doesn't take it seriously, she might even lose her life.
During the month in Xuanxiao Palace, Feng Qingchen was free and unrestrained, but she didn't know that the outside world had turned upside down because of her. People from all walks of life had been waiting in the dark, just waiting for Feng Qingchen to appear.
Every step she took, she had to guard against being assassinated. Every time she went to a place, she had to send someone to check in advance. This kind of life was definitely not what Feng Qingchen wanted. She understood what Wang Jinling meant, but...
Wang Jinling said it was easy, but actually doing it was definitely not that simple. Feng Qingchen sighed and didn't want to continue this topic. It was too heavy.
"Let's go check out the front." The sounds of fighting in the front had stopped, and no assassins were rushing over, which meant that Wang Jinling's secret guards had won.
Knowing that Feng Qingchen didn't want to continue talking, Wang Jinling didn't want to say any more words that would offend others, so he nodded and followed.
The closer they got, the stronger the smell of blood became, and the more solemn the expression on Feng Qingchen's face became. She knew that because of her, many people would die in the Jiuzhou Continent. As for who were innocent, Feng Qingchen didn't want to think about it. Instead of dying herself, she would rather see others die, even if they were innocent people.
As they got closer, they saw more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, all dressed in black. Feng Qingchen didn't know which ones were Wang Jinling's secret guards and which ones were killers.
"Are there any casualties among your secret guards?" I can't tell, so I'd better ask the real boss directly.
"Yes. Three died." Wang Jinling took a glance and recognized the three bodies.
"Which three corpses are theirs?" Feng Qingchen searched among the corpses for those who died to protect her.
"The one with the dark red mark embroidered on the collar is the Wang family's secret guard." The dark red mark was embroidered on the collar and could not be seen without careful observation. However, as soon as Feng Qingchen walked into the pile of corpses, he found the three dead secret guards that Wang Jinling mentioned.
There were a total of seventeen corpses on the ground, fourteen of which had a knife wound on the neck, presumably because they were afraid that someone was pretending to be dead. Those with wounds on the neck were killed, and those without wounds were secret guards.
Feng Qingchen stood in front of the three corpses, silent. After a long while, he turned around and said to Wang Jinling, "If I say now that I want to collect their bodies and bury them properly, will it seem hypocritical?"
Just because she got carried away and went down the mountain alone with Wang Jinling, three days of vibrant life were ruined. She hated herself, but it was just hatred.
Feelings of self-blame and guilt disappeared as soon as she ordered the killing of the beggars who were surrounding her. In order to survive, Feng Qingchen was willing to save people with one hand and kill people with the other.
"No." He had thought this before, but after being in this position for so long, he was used to his subordinates dying for him. You know...
For a servant, it is the greatest honor to die for his master.
"Then let's bury them. We can't let their bodies lie exposed in the wilderness." Feng Qingchen picked up a knife from the killer's body.
There was still blood and meat on the knife, but Feng Qingchen didn't care. He picked up the knife and walked towards the flat ground not far away, digging the soil one by one. Wang Jinling didn't stop him, nor did he go forward to help. He just stood behind Feng Qingchen, watching Feng Qingchen quietly.
Cold and compassionate, such two extreme sides do not seem contradictory in Feng Qingchen, as if she was born like this.
There is nothing wrong with such Qingchen. In troubled times, blind compassion will only tire the people around her to death. There are no innocent people in this world.
Using a knife to kill people to dig a hole in the flat ground is absolutely stupid. Not to mention that it took a long time to dig a hole that could only be used to bury books, just think about the hand holding the knife...
In such a cold day, Feng Qingchen's palms soon turned red from holding the knife handle so tightly.
As expected, one should not be too soft-hearted, nor too literary.
Feng Qingchen looked at his red hands and felt depressed...
Did she just make a very stupid decision? She actually wanted to use her own strength to dig a big hole and bury three grown men. With the broken knife in her hand, it would take her several days to dig.
Alas, she was indeed too emotional. Thinking of the three people who died for her, she impulsively grabbed the knife and started digging the soil, but she never thought about how huge this project was.
Wang Jinling knew at a glance that Feng Qingchen had come out of her sadness. He made a gesture to the secret guards, and three black shadows jumped out from the side of Wang Jinling. They did not hold weapons to kill people, but shovels for digging.
The three of them didn't say a word in agreement. They bowed to Wang Jinling and walked to Feng Qingchen's side. They continued digging where Feng Qingchen had dug the hole...
Uh... Feng Qingchen was pushed aside. He silently gave up his position, threw away the knife in his hand, and patted the dirt off his hands.
Well...she doesn't have the ability to be a good person.
Wang Jinling handed a handkerchief forward, ready to wipe Feng Qingchen's hands, but Feng Qingchen took the handkerchief directly, wiped his hands, and threw it away casually.
"Thanks."
I don't know whether this thank you was referring to the handkerchief or the fact that he sent out three secret guards to help her set the trap.
"It's a small matter, they are my people." Wang Jinling automatically ignored the matter of the handkerchief.
Feng Qingchen smiled but said nothing. He looked in the direction of Xuanxiao Palace thoughtfully, with a look of inextricable sorrow on his body.
In fact, she really felt that her life was very tiring. Since she opened her eyes, she had not had a moment of relaxation.
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By the time the three secret guards had dug the pit and buried the dead secret guards on the spot, it was already late. Wang Jinling thought about it and asked, "Should we go back or keep going?"
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here." With such a strong smell of blood, anyone with a little bit of common sense would not get close. It would be safe here for the time being, and it was very close to the Ninth Prince. At this distance, the Ninth Prince would only need fifteen minutes to find her.
"Aren't we afraid that the Ninth Prince will come to arrest us here?" Wang Jinling laughed, a laugh that came completely from the heart. He felt that it would be more interesting to make the Ninth Prince's icy face show other expressions than to let Feng Qingchen accept him.
After all, it is difficult to make Feng Qingchen accept his feelings, but making the Ninth Prince change his attitude is something that can be done now.
"Afraid? What's there to be afraid of?" Feng Qingchen raised his head nonchalantly: "Unless I die, don't even think about escaping from the Nineth Uncle's clutches. Even if I'm at the end of the sky or the corner of the sea, the Nineth Uncle can catch me if he wants."
Speaking of the Ninth Prince's tyranny, Feng Qingchen's eyes could not conceal her tenderness.
That man was bad in every way, but among millions of people, she saw him and recognized him at first sight.
"Are you so sure that he will come to find you?" Perhaps it was because of a change of mood, seeing Feng Qingchen's happy smile, Wang Jinling suddenly felt that this was also a kind of enjoyment.
Even though Feng Qingchen's happiness was not given by him.
"Yes. If I leave without saying anything, Ninth Prince will definitely come looking for me." Feng Qingchen nodded without hesitation. Given Ninth Prince's pride, how could he allow her to leave without saying goodbye?
"Really? Even if you elope with me, he will come to find you?" This is not considered leaving without saying goodbye.
Feng Qingchen smiled gently, diluting the sorrow on her body: "What elopement? It's just a joke. The Ninth Prince knows I won't do that. Just as I believe that the Ninth Prince will come to find me, the Ninth Prince also believes that if I choose him, I will not fall in love with someone else. Because the Ninth Prince and I are the same. Our hearts are very small, so small that they can only accommodate one person."
If it were any other time, Feng Qingchen would never say these words to Wang Jinling, but because Wang Jinling said that they would only be close friends for life, she was willing to believe him and tell him what was in her heart.
Some words have been hidden in my heart for too long. I need to find someone to talk to, otherwise I will really hurt myself as the Ninth Prince said.
"Even if he gives up on you, you won't change your heart?" Wang Jinling didn't know what kind of mentality he had when asking this question.
It is "giving up" rather than "abandoning". Even if Wang Jinling is unhappy with the Ninth Uncle, he still says pertinently: The Ninth Uncle is indeed the same as Feng Qingchen in this respect, with a small heart that can only accommodate one person.
But does Feng Qingchen know that his heart is also very small? Perhaps Feng Qingchen will never know it in his life. Wang Jinling looked into the distance with melancholy, a little absent-minded.
At that moment, Feng Qingchen lowered her head and kicked the dirt at her feet out of boredom, and did not notice Wang Jinling's sadness.
Feng Qingchen was immersed in her own world, thinking about everything that happened with the Ninth Uncle, and said rather embarrassedly: "Once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you have seen Mount Wushan, all other clouds are but mounds. After loving a man like that, I think I will never be able to love another person in my life. If I cannot love him, I will lose the ability to love."