She was surrounded by a menacing aura that seemed to suffocate anyone who looked down on her.
"I must act quickly. Tridacna is still waiting for me in Beirong, and so are the 50,000 Yun Clan members. I wonder if only through slaughter can I truly uncover the secrets of the Yun Clan and open that door."
"what you up to?"
"Who does Yuwen An care about most? It's Yuwen Yao. If he dies, Yuwen Yao will go crazy. I've put something on him that will trigger his emotions when necessary."
Nan Lingqin said that every word she uttered could influence the entire world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing overall situation, overall structure, and overall dynamics) was thus under her control.
Xu Yiran's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time. The shock in his heart made him speechless for a moment.
Xiao Qin, is this the real her?
He was forced into a corner and finally took action. So, all his previous worries were for nothing? But why is he even more worried now?
If we avenge our great enemy and Yuwen Yao is truly dead, Xiao Qin, what will you do? Will you lose the will to live...?
...
Night falls.
This was the second time Nan Lingqin had broken into Yuwen Yao's tent.
As she expected, he was unconscious, breathing weakly, his face pale, and sweating profusely on his forehead.
He used to be so arrogant and domineering, but now it seems like anyone could crush him with a single hand.
Nan Lingqin looked at that face, that face she had once longed for and could not forget, that she had loved so deeply, and a coldness slowly gathered in her eyes.
If he were dead, and she hung his body on the city wall, Yuwen An would go mad, and the soldiers of Beirong would suffer the most devastating blow. She stepped forward with a cold face, her hands swirling with a light, ethereal energy; a single tap on his heart would be enough to kill him.
However, she wouldn't kill him; he had to let him breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise, her poison would have been wasted.
He would suffer a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times as much as she had endured the torment of poison.
Nan Lingqin's hand was already on his neck. His skin was extremely cold, chilling her to the bone. The coldness traveled through her fingertips to Nan Lingqin's heart, causing her to unconsciously cover her mouth and cough. At the same time, her body swayed slightly.
Damn it, the poison took effect at this time.
Nan Lingqin gritted her teeth and continued her movements, aiming straight for Yuwen Yao's neck.
"Qin'er..."
Suddenly a soft call made Nan Lingqin pause.
"Qin'er, don't go...Qin'er..."
Yuwen Yao was actually whispering to himself.
Nan Lingqin's eyes narrowed, and she scoffed, "Heh, Yuwen Yao, so deep down you can't bear this kind of torment either, huh..."
Nan Lingqin sneered, her finger suddenly moving forward, but after a moment, her expression tightened and her movement paused.
“Lingqin, little girl.”
The tent flap was suddenly lifted, and a figure burst in.
That sound...
Nan Lingqin suddenly turned around and looked at the soldier dressed in front of her.
"Your Majesty... Empress."
Nan Lingqin was extremely shocked, and her eyes revealed her surprise.
"Lingqin, please have mercy."
The Emperor and Empress stepped forward.
Nan Lingqin's eyelashes twitched, and after a moment, she spoke, "Your Majesty, I still respect you very much, but you know how your son treated me. You are now asking me to show mercy, but back then, did anyone show mercy to me?"
"Thump..."
Without saying a word, the Empress suddenly knelt heavily before Nan Lingqin, "Lingqin, I beg you, spare his life, please."
Looking at the noble and elegant Empress, Nan Lingqin took a few steps back, her figure swaying slightly. "Your Majesty, what are you doing? I will not let him go. I have been looking for this opportunity for so long. I, Xie Lingqin, am not weak and easily bullied. Not only for me, Nan Lingqin, but also for my mother and my Yun clan, I must seek justice for them."
"Qin'er, Yao'er... he loves you..."
"Ha, you love me?"
Nan Lingqin shook her head and stepped forward. "He, Yuwen Yao, is someone who gradually opened my heart, someone I, with my cold nature, finally accepted. I love him, I depend on him, I'd even die for him. I believe everything he says, even..."
Nan Lingqin, her eyes filled with cold tears, said, "Even if he told me to jump off a cliff, I would still jump, because I trust him so much. You are the god or demon of this world, but you are the light of my life, the only light that illuminates my heart." Nan Lingqin clutched her heart in anguish, "Your Majesty, tell me, tell me, am I loving him too much...?"
The Empress looked at Nan Lingqin with heartache and wanted to go forward to help her, but her hand fell limply to the ground halfway up.
The poison caused Nan Lingqin's face to turn pale, but she quickly suppressed it with her cloud magic. She laughed, she cried, "Unconsciously, loving him has surpassed my life. All my efforts in the end were just to be with him. I stood up to my friends for him, ignoring all their advice, and devoted myself to him. But what about him..."
Nan Lingqin spoke each word as if she had finally found an outlet for her pent-up emotions after so many days, a tearful accusation.
"What he wanted was the world. He used me as a stepping stone, framed me, and imprisoned me. The pain of having my fingers pierced was unbearable, Your Majesty. Can you understand that kind of pain? At that time, the pain of having my fingers pierced was nothing compared to the heartache he caused me, and that great fire. Tell me, even if I were reduced to ashes, I should still seek revenge."
The Empress's expression was complex, and for a moment, she couldn't utter a single word. She leaned forward slightly and finally grasped Nan Lingqin's hand. "Lingqin, yes, it's his fault, he has a thousand faults, but please, please, have some understanding of a mother's heart..."
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