revenge
It was dusk when Qin Lan'er was awakened by her wet nurse.
"The young master is back..." The nurse's voice trembled a little.
Qin Lan'er rubbed her sleepy eyes and went over her nanny's words in her dull mind.
What! Brother is back!
Qin Lan'er woke up instantly, quickly put on her clothes, and followed her nanny to see her brother.
Along the way, Qin Lan'er wondered why her brother came home so late at night. Was he trying to persuade her to give up this marriage again? Humph, forget it! Ziyu treated me so well. I'll never find another person as good as him.
If all else fails, I'll threaten you with death. Brother, you love me the most, so you'll definitely agree to me.
The joy of reunion after a long separation was intertwined with concerns and doubts, forming a cage that was difficult to escape. The cage was ultimately an illusion, and when she saw her brother, the cage collapsed.
She took three steps at a time and rushed to her brother. The familiar eyes and eyebrows in front of her were stained with bright red blood. The clothes and the floor were all covered with bright red color, which stung her eyes and hurt her heart even more.
She knelt down and held her brother's cold hand with her trembling hand.
The dying, blood-soaked man in front of her was her brother...
The nanny wiped her red eyes.
Her brother moved his lips, and she put her ear close to his lips.
My brother said intermittently: "It was... Liu Ziyu who killed me... to avenge me..."
She bit her lower lip tightly, forcing herself not to cry out: "Brother... Brother, see a doctor first, wait until your injury is healed, then..."
My brother has no voice, no heartbeat...
The nurse hugged her, stroking her back over and over again, and whispered, "The young master is the head of the family. No one must know that the young master has passed away."
She understood that she was more awake now than ever before.
She bit her sleeve and whimpered softly...
She placed her brother's body in an ice coffin and started a plan called "revenge."
She sharpened the silver needle every day, practicing the uncanny skill of inserting the needle deep into the dead acupoint.
She often stroked the jade pendant that her brother held tightly in his hand before he died. It was Liu Ziyu's jade pendant.
She occasionally mentioned her brother in front of Liu Ziyu on purpose, to see his unnatural expression and his evasive gaze.
God rewards those who work hard. Finally, she went to look for Liu Ziyu and happened to see that Liu Ziyu was accidentally injured by a fellow disciple. The sword wound was on the side of his heart, but he was not dead. The attacker fled in panic.
She walked over, looked at his hopeful expression, and caressed his face lovingly and tenderly. With her other hand, she fiercely inserted the silver needle into his vital point, watching his shocked and desperate expression and his near-death struggle.
In a moment, everything returned to calm.
The calmness emptied her heart.
At this moment, she cried.
The crying sound echoed in the dead silent forest, strange and terrifying.
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