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At this moment, in the woodshed in the backyard of an inn on the border of the barbarians.
The wind and sand were strong, and with several days of snowfall, the snow on the ground had not melted, and there were few pedestrians.
Naturally, the humble backyard was also covered in snow.
A woman huddled in a corner, looking at the not-so-clear sky. She stretched out her fingers and made a grasping motion in the air, then pursed her dry, chapped lips and withdrew her hand.
Those hands were so thin and pale they were almost unrecognizable.
She was hungry, so hungry.
She had never been as hungry in her entire life as she was now.
He only schemed against Xie Lingqin; he did nothing to her. The sword never even hurt her. Yet his elder brother, the Crown Prince, treated a knife like this.
He also realized that his elder brother, the Crown Prince, who had previously seemed aloof and indifferent to fame and fortune, could torment people in ways that were beyond imagination.
He drugged her, a drug that made her want to vomit, feel sad, feel upset, feel a mix of emotions, and feel like her heart was being pierced by needles whenever she saw food. Then, she could only go hungry and couldn't sleep. If she fell asleep, she would be plagued by nightmares, and all the people she had killed in the past would appear, including her newborn sister with the same parents... one by one, they would grab her neck and demand her life.
In just a few days, she knew that she must be so thin she looked like a ghost.
She dared not return to Beirong, because she had no value whatsoever to her father, the emperor.
"Ha, my good Crown Prince brother, you have really planned this meticulously. This kind of living hell is the most torturous thing."
Indeed, this person was none other than the Fifth Princess, Yuwen Qingyue. After uttering a pitiful and laughable murmur, her dull pupils contracted.
Because a dark shadow blocked her view: black embroidered shoes and a black skirt.
Even without reading the whole thing, you can smell the decay and resentment.
Yuwen Qingyue looked up, saw the person's face clearly, and her pupils contracted slightly, "Li Qingyu..."
"Do you want revenge?"
...
The snow-capped mountains and deep valleys were vast and empty, and all that could be felt was cold.
Neither Xie Lingqin nor Xu Shixun died.
Xie Lingqin lay in a relatively dry cave. In the middle of the cave, the only campfire was something she and Xu Shixun had searched for a long time before finally managing to make by drilling wood. For this little fire, she and Xu Shixun almost became the prey of wild animals in this snow valley.
Because of the severe internal injuries she sustained when she fell off the cliff, she was mostly unconscious until today, when she was awake for the longest period of time.
Feeling the discomfort on her face, Xie Lingqin raised her hand, gently touched it, and then let go, her eyes filled with desolation.
"Sister Lingqin, Sister Lingqin, look what I found!"
Outside the cave, Xu Shixun walked in. The boy was no longer the noble young man he once was. His clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, and his jade crown was askew. He was holding a sweet potato and a red fruit in his hands, and he was smiling so broadly that it was almost blind.
However, Xie Lingqin really had no strength left.
She was so tired, it's good enough that she woke up and was alright.
On the day she fell, she twisted her leg, and with her existing injuries, plus the fact that the thorn tree pierced her arm the moment she fell, she was injured.
It was so cold and painful, and she hadn't even met the Buddha in the Western Paradise yet. She felt that she was incredibly lucky to be alive.
"Sister Lingqin, let me feed you."
"Cough, cough...you say..."
Xie Lingqin looked at her and said, "Look at you, aren't you stupid? Why did you jump down? Now your life or death is truly in the hands of fate."
Xie Lingqin's words were filled with a chilling coldness that made people shiver.
Xu Shixun tightened his clothes, his nose was red from the cold, but he still smiled and said, "I think I'm pretty brave. This is the bravest I've ever been. When I go back to Beirong someday, I'm sure people will be envious of me."
"Heh...that's quite brave."
Xu Shixun's chubby face seemed to have thinned considerably in just a few days. He grinned, which made his features appear more refined. "It's really not easy to get a compliment from you."
"Oh……"
Xie Lingqin smiled bitterly. She had imagined countless times the loving, quarrelsome, and difficult scenes with Yuwen Yao. She even thought that at the last moment, she might hold hands with him and fight against the world.
However, none of this came to pass; instead, a seemingly unrelated spoiled young man accompanied her through this ordeal.
A tight, throbbing pain in my chest, seemingly numbingly painful.
"You said Xie Ling was here before you fell off the cliff that day?" Xie Lingqin finally put aside the brand-like pain and asked Xu Shixun, who was holding a sweet potato and staring blankly.
"Yes, but we got separated."
Xie Lingqin's already withered heart died even more. That day, there was both monster and the scheming of various forces. She hoped that Xie Danling would not fall into the hands of the enemy.
The wild fruit was so cold that when Xie Lingqin took a bite, the juice flowed into her stomach.
It was bitter and so cold that she almost shivered.
"I'll go find some more firewood and roast these sweet potatoes so you can warm up too."
Xu Shixun put down the sweet potato, helped Xie Lingqin wrap her clothes up, and then ran out quickly.
Xie Lingqin wanted to stop it; it was too cold here, the wind and rain were blowing, and it was dangerous all around. However, she was too cold and too weak. When she helped Yu Qingyi bandage his wounds that day, half of her sleeves were gone. Right now, she was wearing Xu Shixun's coat on the outside, and although it was lined with cotton, it was still cold for Xie Lingqin at this moment. It seemed that ever since she fell off the cliff, she had been feeling cold for no reason from time to time, and at its worst, it was accompanied by a constant cough.
As Xie Lingqin pondered, her head grew heavy, and before she knew it, everything went black, and she fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, the ground was shaking violently, and the sweet potatoes had all rolled to the side.
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