"Ha!" As soon as Yuwen Yao finished speaking, Nan Lingqin sneered, "Yuwen Yao, don't you dare say anything like that my life is in the Emperor's hands, that you had to hurt me and force me away to protect me, and then let me uncover the secrets of the Yun Clan, grow strong enough to rival the Emperor. Bah, I don't believe it. Even if I did, I would never forgive you, understand?"
Nan Lingqin brought her sword tip closer, her smile sarcastic. "I will not forgive any self-righteous harm done in the name of love. It is extremely pathetic and hateful."
"No," Yuwen Yao denied firmly.
Nan Lingqin frowned. "Nothing?"
“That day at the imperial mausoleum…” Yuwen Yao said, “I destroyed the puppet that the Emperor used to control you. Do you know that? I’ve been searching for that puppet for many years…”
Nan Lingqin stared intently at him.
"You won't die without it, so don't worry, you'll live a good life."
"Heh, Yuwen Yao, are you kidding me? So what are you trying to say? You saved me, and you hurt me like that just to save me?"
"no."
Yuwen Yao shook his head. "I saved you only because I didn't want to listen to Father Emperor like that. You are a member of the Yun Clan, and I cannot let you die. Not only does Father Emperor yearn for the mysteries of the Yun Clan, but I am also extremely interested in the mysteries of the Yun Clan."
The night breeze was cool, and Nan Lingqin's heart was even colder.
It seemed like they had only crossed a border and plundered a few cities, yet they could feel the chill in the air of Beirong, which made Nan Lingqin shiver and cough.
"Cough cough..."
Her cough, which broke the silence of the night, was so abrupt that it sent a shiver down one's spine.
Yuwen Yao suddenly stepped forward...
"Yuwen Yao, aren't you happy to see me suffering from a cough..."
Yuwen Yao almost instinctively stopped his movement as he was about to step forward.
Nan Lingqin raised her eyes, her icy gaze sweeping over him. "Right now, are you thinking about how to successfully capture me and hand me over to your father, the Emperor, to intimidate the world? Is that it?"
Every word Nan Lingqin uttered was laced with sarcasm.
Yuwen Yao looked at her and said, "Yes."
"So, you really didn't say anything to me?"
"……No."
"So, at this moment, if I were to strike with this sword, would you fight back with all your might?"
"Yes, because I have said that what I want is the world, and you are now the fastest way for me to obtain the world."
"If that's the case, why did you send someone to look for me when I fell off the cliff that day?"
"Because you are dead, the secrets of the Cloud Clan will no longer be able to be discovered by anyone."
He said that even though his heart was already twisted with pain, as if cut by a knife, he remained calm and composed.
"What about the 50,000 Yun Clan soldiers? You knew they were at the bottom of the cliff all along, didn't you?"
"yes."
"When you taught me martial arts and wanted me to jump down, were you really trying to tell me something, or...?"
"No, it's just that I feel good about being deceived."
"Oh!"
Nan Lingqin watched as Yuwen Yao replied to her with a serious expression. Seeing his frosty and snow-white appearance, his deep eyes as if shrouded in mist, she suddenly smiled. Then she sheathed her sword. "In that case, I really don't want you to die so easily. Taking your life with one sword is far more interesting than torturing you, isn't it?"
"well enough."
"No wonder you remained indifferent to the disappearances of so many people in Beirong. As expected, like father, like son."
No.
Suddenly, Tingfeng, who had been standing to the side, spoke up loudly.
It was as if he had used all his strength to say those three words.
Nan Lingqin and Yuwen Yao looked at him almost simultaneously.
Tingfeng trembled under the Crown Prince's sudden, intimidating gaze, and looked at Nan Lingqin, "Miss Lingqin, actually..."
"Xiao Qin".
Before Tingfeng could finish speaking, a soft call came from the air, and then Xu Yiran, who also looked somewhat travel-worn, stood beside Nan Lingqin. "Seeing that you are safe and sound, I am relieved."
"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something and wanted to figure it out."
When Nan Lingqin spoke to Xu Yiran, she was always so gentle and tender, making one feel as if their soul was being soothed.
Yuwen Yao's heart clenched. Looking at the two of them standing facing each other in the night, his gaze trembled slightly. Then, taking advantage of the moment, he stepped back and dodged Nan Lingqin's sword.
“This is Li Beirong’s territory, and you will soon be surrounded.”
Yuwen Yao said.
However, Nan Lingqin ignored him and instead looked at Tingfeng with a sharp gaze, "What were you trying to say just now?"
"Your subordinate..."
Tingfeng hesitated for a moment, remembering what the Crown Prince had once said.
If it's destined that I can't have her, then let's see her be happy.
Now, Miss Lingqin and Young Master Xu stood together, the scene so harmonious that even he could feel the warmth and extreme relaxation Miss Lingqin felt when facing Young Master Xu.
Hearing this, he glanced silently at his own crown prince.
The Crown Prince stood with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes slightly narrowed. Finally, Tingfeng shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I just wanted to say that Your Highness still cares about Miss Lingqin. As for the missing people in Beirong, Your Highness is investigating them."
Nan Lingqin looked unwell.
She couldn't see through Yuwen Yao; he was like a bottomless sea. But she could see through Ting Feng.
He was clearly trying to say something.
Xu Yiran was also looking at Yuwen Yao at this moment, her eyes filled with complex emotions. When their eyes met, he seemed to suddenly understand something, yet also seemed unable to bear it.
"Xiao Qin, let's go."
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