Chapter 302 I Have No Heart
“Dangdangdangdang——”
As soon as Lu Qian uttered the last syllable, there was a hurried and urgent knock on the door.
Before Cheng Yi could recover from the vortex of assumptions, his thoughts were abruptly interrupted.
They both turned to look at the door.
The head maid outside the door was so anxious that she ignored all courtesy. Before anyone inside could respond, she hurriedly said, "Master, Miss Lu, please go and take a look! Lord Luochuan and Miss Jiang Duo have taken a large amount of sleeping pills and have just been sent to the hospital for gastric lavage!"
“?!!”
Lu Qian and Cheng Yi looked at each other, both of them with disbelief and shock in their eyes.
Luochuan Jiangduo? ? Sleeping pills?!
What happened in this moment?
After hearing this, Lu Qian no longer had the intention to continue thinking about the hypothesis based on the content of the letter.
She pulled Cheng Yi up and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Before the two of them arrived at the medical room, they met Bai Yao and Qu Le coming down from upstairs.
Qu Le hadn't figured out how to face Lu Qian yet, so he leaned against Bai Yao and shrank behind him.
Lu Qian's mind was now full of the safety of Luo Chuan and Jiang Duo, and he did not notice Qu Le's little action.
"How are Luochuan and Jiang Duo?"
Bai Yao shook his head slightly. "Jiang Luan just took them to get their stomachs pumped. They probably won't wake up until tomorrow."
"But you don't have to worry," Bai Yao said, gently squeezing Qu Le's hand. "They took the medicine no more than half an hour ago. It's okay once it's washed out. At most they'll vomit for two days."
"……That's good."
Lu Qian felt relieved to hear that the two of them were safe, but his frown remained.
She looked at Qu Le, who was huddled beside Bai Yao with an awkward expression, and felt mixed emotions.
Qu Le wanted to look at Lu Qian, but he didn't dare to. His eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to meet her gaze.
Cheng Yi put his arm around Lu Qian's shoulders and held her gently in his arms, "It's okay."
While comforting her, he quietly blocked her view of Qu Le.
He knew that Lu Qian would not hate Qu Le, but this matter would take some time to digest and Lu Qian needed to sort it out calmly. However, she was obviously not calm enough when facing Qu Le now.
Whenever she saw Qu Le, Lu Qian would involuntarily think of everything she almost had, which was completely beyond her control.
Bai Yao took Qu Le's trembling hand and pulled her behind him.
Having just experienced Luo Chuan's suicide attempt, Qu Le couldn't bear any further blow. If Lu Qian said something she couldn't accept, she didn't know what the consequences would be.
On one side were her siblings, and on the other were her relatives and friends. This was a huge blow to her.
A wall tacitly formed between the two men, separating Lu Qian and Qu Le.
Cheng Yi gently stroked Lu Qian's soft long hair, lowered his head and asked softly, "You're too cold. Should I ask the servants to make you some ginger tea?"
Lu Qian did not agree, nor did he nod or shake his head.
He turned around and glanced at Bai Yao behind him.
A meaningful look.
Cheng Yi didn't say anything else and took Lu Qian to the bedroom.
Bai Yao watched their backs gradually leaving, turned around and hugged Qu Le in his arms, holding her trembling shoulders, pressing her head on his chest, and stroking her again and again.
"Okay, okay."
He held Qu Le in his arms, his eyes beneath the lenses trembling uncontrollably, his dazed gaze looking into the distance through the terrace window of Tavia.
Cheng Yi carried Lu Qian to the bed. Lu Qian hugged her knees and refused to lie down. He had no choice but to pull the quilt over and wrap her tightly into a ball.
He took Lu Qian's cool little hand and warmed it up, "I asked someone to make some ginger sugar water. Drink it and you'll feel warm."
Cheng Yi could see that Lu Qian hadn't completely calmed down yet, but at least she wouldn't push him away, which was a good thing.
Lu Qian's mind was in a mess and she didn't know what she was thinking. So much had happened in this short hour and the shock was so great that she didn't know where to start.
All five of her senses were blurry, and the man in front of her didn't seem very real. She could just feel her frozen hands slowly warming up.
Lu Qian blinked his blurry eyes, trying to see the scene clearly.
The mist in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, and she could see the face of the man in front of her again, that wild and unrealistically perfect face, that face that was deeply engraved in her memory and blood.
Her heart suddenly sank, and her delicate eyebrows were suddenly tightly twisted together.
She looked at his brows and asked, "Do you hate me?"
Cheng Yi did not stop warming her hands, and continued to rub her stiff knuckles gently and softly.
He lowered his eyes and shook his head slowly.
How could he not know what Lu Qian was referring to?
Lu Ao was one of his biggest targets of revenge over the years and the source of his lifelong misfortune.
Even though he knew that Lu Ao had his own difficulties, the hatred in Cheng Yi's heart did not diminish.
He has never been someone who lets go easily. Instead, he is a person who is extremely paranoid and evil. Otherwise, he would not have climbed to the top of this mountain of the dead with hatred.
It is his moral duty to kill all his enemies and exterminate their entire clan.
Hardship is not the criterion for his forgiveness.
Lu Ao is Lu Qian's father. Although this has not been fully confirmed, it is only a piece of paper that is missing.
Lu Qian's teeth trembled as she tried to break free from Cheng Yi's hand. Her voice trembled with sadness, "How could you not hate me?"
The suffering Cheng Yi has endured over the years is simply unbearable for a human being.
He was suffering in hell and spending his days in the underworld. His world was filled with only annoying loneliness, silent fear and painful breathing day after day.
His misery, his pain, his hatred and nightmares were all the same. He looked forward to the day of revenge day and night.
She has the blood of her enemy flowing in her body, how could he not hate her?
Cheng Yi held her tighter with his backhand, leaving her no chance to escape.
"How could I hate you?"
He stroked Lu Qian's face, rubbed her pale lips gently, and smiled.
"I will never be able to hate you," Cheng Yi poked his heart, "because it is not allowed here."
"If you want, even if you kill me now, I am willing to die in your hands."
Lu Qian moved his lips but didn't say anything.
He could hear the seriousness in Cheng Yi's tone, and she stared at him blankly with her misty eyes flashing.
Cheng Yi took out a gun from his waist, loaded it and put it in Lu Qian's hand.
"Qianqian, I don't have a heart."
He pulled Lu Qian's hand and poked the muzzle of the gun against his burning chest. His heart was beating so violently that the air was filled with a hint of gunpowder.
He looked into Lu Qian's eyes, his golden-brown pupils filled with touching affection. He smiled with incomparable tenderness.
"But then this empty space was filled with you."
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