Ning Yin's hand gripping the sword hilt went a little deeper. Time seemed to stand still, and all the sounds around her fell silent. It was as if one could hear the sound of blood flowing.
Shen Yun's expression shifted from initial joy to surprise, and then to disappointment. The smile that had just reached the corners of his lips vanished instantly before it could reach his eyes.
Shen Yun remained silent for a long time, neither speaking nor retaliating, simply staring blankly at Ning Yin's bloodshot eyes.
After a long silence, a gentle breeze blew by, blowing the hair off Shen Yun's face and revealing his indescribable expression.
He suddenly let out a bitter laugh, tinged with a sob and helplessness.
"Ayin, if you tell me that you hurt me because of a momentary lapse in judgment, I can pretend that nothing happened. You are still the only woman I, Chen Yun, love. Just say the word, and I'll take you away from here right now!"
Shen Yun's every word trembled slightly. As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yin drew her longsword, gave him a cold look, and blood gushed out instantly.
This injury was nothing to Shen Yun, but now he felt as if he were dead. The blood flowing from the wound was just like the tears he was trying to suppress, and he couldn't stop it.
Shen Yun sniffed and looked up at the sky, trying to hold back her tears.
He has lived for twenty years, and apart from yesterday when he saw Ningyin fall off the cliff and shed a tear, this is today.
At first, he was overjoyed to see that Ning Yin was still alive and wept with joy. But later, Ning Yin drew her long sword without hesitation and stabbed it into his chest.
He was caught completely off guard and took a sword blow, but he still refused to believe that Ning Yin really wanted to kill him.
Shen Yun clutched his chest with one hand and limped forward, but Ning Yin instinctively took two steps back, staring at him coldly without saying a word.
The man gritted his teeth, and anger slowly surfaced on his dejected face. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Ning Yin's arm.
Shen Yun was a military general, and even though he was injured, his strength was still much greater than Ning Yin's.
Ning Yin's hand was gripped tightly by her, and the long sword that gleamed with a cold light fell to the ground.
“Ayin, Xiao Xuan is only after your beauty. Do you really think he likes you? If that were the case, why would he be so eager to take a concubine after only a few months?”
"Shen Yun, let me go! I've already told you, there's nothing between us anymore! Why are you clinging to me like this!"
Ning Yin glared at the man, whose once dashing face now looked utterly repulsive.
He initially saved me only because of my face; he always treated me as a substitute. In the end, he still had the nerve to criticize Xiao Xuan.
Ning Yin now looked at the person in front of her with extreme disgust. If it weren't for the fact that he had saved her life in the past, she might have really taken his life with a sword.
When Shen Yun heard Ning Yin say this, he frowned, his eyes seemingly pleading.
"Ayin, do you know that I had my reasons for neglecting you back then? Do you know that?"
Ning Yin scoffed, forcefully shaking off the man's hold and retreating again. "So, your predicament is to repeatedly humiliate me, destroy the only memento my grandmother left me, and then you just need to say you have your reasons to wipe the slate clean, is that it?"
When Shen Jia came over and told her that Shen Yun had helped his mother and grandmother sweep their graves, she thought that Shen Yun knew he had made a mistake and wanted to make amends, which was why he did these things.
But she only realized now that some people are so bad that they can't be easily changed.
Shen Yun did all this simply because of his damned possessiveness and pride.
He kept saying he loved himself, and after saying it so many times, he even started to fool himself.
The Ning family's demons and monsters wanted to drain her blood, while Shen Yun wanted to kill her spirit and couldn't bear to see her live a single day of happiness.
Shen Yun looked at the person in front of him, whose every word was an attack on him, and felt inexplicably guilty. Just now, the person had been feeling wronged on his behalf, but now he was suddenly rendered speechless by the attack.
But what's done is done, and he's doing his best to make amends. He just didn't want Ning Yin to be deceived by that bastard Xiao Xuan. Is that wrong?
When Shen Yun thought of Xiao Xuan, he suddenly realized that Ning Yin was all alone at the moment, and that Xiao Xuan must have fallen off the cliff and died.
Last night, he saw with his own eyes that an arrow pierced Xiao Xuan's back. He must have been unable to hold on and fell down the mountain, where he would die without a burial place.
Thinking about it, Shen Yun lowered his head and laughed inexplicably. Even if Ning Yin didn't forgive him, he could never go back to Xiao Xuan's side.
With Xiao Xuan dead, he will now take Ning Yin back to the Chu Kingdom to avoid danger for a while. Once the Second Prince ascends the throne, he will return with the title of Protector General.
At that time, the glory of the General's Mansion will still remain. He only needs to get Ning Yin pregnant with his child. Once a woman has a child, she will soften her heart.
After some mental calculation, Shen Yun's expression gradually changed from ferocious to cunning.
“Ayin, I won’t argue with you. You’ll see later. I will always be devoted to you. Come on, I’ll carry you out.”
Shen Yun turned around nonchalantly, bent down slightly, and thought that Ning Yin was a woman in this deep mountain forest, and that he was the only one she could rely on. He had a smug smile on his face.
After waiting for a while, Ning Yin did not come up. Just as he was about to turn around and urge her, he was suddenly kicked hard in the butt.
The force was so great that Shen Yun lost his balance, and coupled with his injured left leg, he fell flat on his face.
After kicking Shen Yun, Ning Yin ran back as fast as she could.
Xiao Xuan is still burning up and unconscious. It's getting dark, and she's no match for Shen Yun. She has to run faster, or Shen Yun will catch up and things will be terrible.
Ning Yin ran without looking back. Behind her, Shen Yun's injured left leg snapped with a crack, as if the break had become more severe. Watching that receding figure, Shen Yun almost ground his back teeth to powder.
He clenched his fists and roared, "Ning Yin, are you really not afraid of dying alone in this desolate wilderness! Do you think I, Chen Yun, am truly inferior to that sickly girl!"
When Ning Yin ran back to the thatched hut, it was already dark. She looked behind her to make sure that Shen Yun hadn't followed her before pushing open the door and going inside.
There were still some dry firewood left in the fire inside the house. By the dim light, Ningyin quickly pounded the herbs into a medicinal juice and boiled it.
"Jingyuan, hurry up, get up and take your medicine."
Ning Yin carried the pills to the bedside, reached out and touched the person's forehead; it was still burning hot.
She tried to help him up, leaning him against her, and then pried open Xiao Xuan's mouth with one hand.
But the man was completely unaware; his mouth closed again as soon as it was pried open.
Ning Yin was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she seemed to hear a rustling sound coming from outside the courtyard.
Her already tense heart jumped into her throat at that moment.
In the deep, dark forest, a chilling wind blew in through the cracks in the window, sending shivers down her spine.
Ningyin's small face turned deathly pale with fright. Then, with a loud bang and blinding lightning, the thatched hut was suddenly illuminated.
She looked up abruptly and saw the door being pushed open from the outside.
Amidst the interplay of lightning, Ning Yin looked closely and suddenly noticed a dark shadow slowly moving on the ground.
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