The barbed arrow penetrated the palm of the hand and inserted into the floor. When it was pulled out, another piece of flesh and blood was turned up. The hot blood slid down the fingertips, forming a strong contrast with the snow-white skin, stinging Ling Youyao's eyes severely.

But she didn't plan to stop there.

Su Lingxi's face was twisted in pain, and she curled up and kept retreating. But the carriage was only so big, so where could she retreat to?

"You, you dare to hurt me. When I go back, I won't let you go!"

Ling Youyao curled her lips and whispered as if sighing: "But I never said I would let you go back."

These words were said very softly, so softly that they could be instantly washed away by the noisy sound of rain, but just like that, a chill spread down Su Lingxi's back.

Su Lingxi looked at the bloody arrow in her hand and suddenly panicked: "You, what do you want to do?"

Ling Youyao picked up a corner of her skirt, wiped the blood from the arrow, and said to herself: "Actually, before I came here, I went to the Imperial Hospital to get a bottle of poison for you. The name of the medicine is Yin Zhen. I heard it is

One of the ten most poisonous poisons in the world. After taking it, you will die within a quarter of an hour. I originally thought that if you knew how to repent, I would let you die more happily, but now it seems that you still don’t know.

repentance"

Hearing these words, Su Lingxi couldn't help trembling, her eyes were horrified: "You want to kill me?"

Ling Youyao paused and looked up at her, with a coldness in her dark eyes, and asked: "Don't you want to kill me too?"

"How dare you!" Su Lingxi suddenly raised her voice, "Ling Youyao, just wait for me. When I go back, I will make you repay me twice as much!"

"The Queen Mother?" She was suddenly startled, and then said, "The imperial doctor said that the Queen Mother is not in good health right now and cannot bear stimulation. Don't worry, no one will tell her about your death."

Su Lingxi received two arrows in succession. Even though she was extremely angry at this moment, she had no power to fight back and could only stare at her bitterly.

As she spoke, she struggled to escape.

"Bitch! You, you dare-" Su Lingxi couldn't stop trembling all over and tried to struggle.

Ling Youyao pinched her chin tightly and said: "My sister is so good, but you killed her out of jealousy. If it weren't for you, my sister would not leave me, and my mother would not lock herself in the Buddhist hall all day long.

"Su Lingxi, the one who really deserves to die is you."

The cold arrow tip was moistened with warm blood, and landed on Su Lingxi's delicate neck. With a little force, it pierced into her skin, sliding down little by little, leaving a long and winding blood mark.

The chanting stopped suddenly, but the raindrops continued on the eaves.

Ling Youyao leaned into her ear and said, "I am indeed cruel, but I am only cruel to you."

Hongliu came out of the kitchen with the simmered medicine. Just a few steps away, she saw someone coming out of the courtyard in the rain. She paused, looked intently, and said in surprise: "Second Miss, why did you come back in the rain?"

?”

Su Lingxi threatened sternly: "Ling Youyao, if you dare to kill me, my aunt will definitely not let you go if she finds out!"

Ling Youyao's hands were stained with blood, but she was not afraid at all this time. She raised her hand to clasp Su Lingxi's chin and said softly: "Su Lingxi, you once said that I was cruel. At that time, I said, how can I compare?

Are you cruel? But this time, I want to answer your question again."

Mrs. Song's heart was shocked. When she saw the end of her bright red eyes, her heart seemed to be grasped by something. She touched her face with trembling hands and said with tears in her eyes: "Silly child, it's all over now."

She originally thought that by cutting off everything with her own hands, Ling Youyao would be safe, but the facts told her that she was wrong

Mrs. Song wiped away the tears on Ling Youyao's face little by little. Looking at her crying and distressed look, her heart ached violently. She choked and said, "Yaoer, don't cry. Mother is here. It was my fault. Mother shouldn't have taken so long."

I won’t see you.”

Song's eyes froze, and when he turned around and saw her covered in blood, the beads in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hand towards her with difficulty: "Yao'er, you, what's wrong with you."

Ling Youyao acted as if she hadn't heard anything and walked straight to the Buddhist hall. Without hesitation, she opened the door and entered——

Ling Qingwei's death was a huge blow to the Ling family. The Song family trapped herself in the Buddhist hall not just because of Qingwei's death, but more for Ling Youyao.

The incense in front of the Buddha was gone, and Ms. Song slowly opened her eyes, her gaze as deep and calm as a deep pool. Listening to the rapid and heavy breathing of the person behind her, one could feel her uneasiness and grief at this moment.

These words were like the last drop of rain that washed away the river bank, and all the strength and reason collapsed at this moment.

elder sister

The rain gurgled outside the window, and the breath was filled with the smell of soil mixed with green grass, which seemed to be mixed with a faint smell of blood. It rained for a long time, and the rain gradually became lighter until the sky completely darkened.

Ling Youyao looked at her desperate look, curled her lips coldly, raised the arrow and dropped it, blood gushing out.

"Ah -" Su Lingxi felt pain in her calf, and she bent her body painfully to cover her bleeding wound, but before she could touch it, someone stopped her hand.

Su Lingxi opened her eyes wide, and her painful sobs were drowned in the endless rain. Her eyes turned pale with shock, and the sweetness filled her throat. After all, she could not utter the vicious curse words.

The pain in my heart spreads little by little. It turns out that it hurts so much when a sharp arrow passes through my body.

Ling Youyao's fingers trembled slightly, her eyes seemed to be dyed red by the blood, half filled with tears and half filled with blood. She suddenly closed her eyes and only saw Ling Qing's quiet and gentle smile.

"mother"

Ling Youyao stood at the door, her clothes wet with rain and heavy on her body. Her face was pale, but her eyes were red. She still held the arrow in her hand. The blood on the tip of the arrow had been washed away, but the blood on the tail was

But it’s extremely dazzling.

Ling Youyao fell in front of her with vain steps, tears bursting out of her eyes, and she sobbed: "Mom, I avenged my sister."

Rain dripped down the tile eaves and hit the bluestone slabs, intertwined with the low and gentle chanting in the Buddhist hall.

The arrow naturally fell from her hand, and Ling Youyao fell into her mother's arms and cried bitterly, as if she wanted to completely vent her long-suppressed grief.

Her thin back twitched slightly from crying, and hot tears dripped down her cheeks, soaking her mother's dress and the polished Buddhist beads. The Buddha statue above hung low in the rain and mist.

A kind and kind smile gradually appeared on his eyebrows.

The beauty and sadness of the past emerged again. With her eyes dim with tears, Ling Youyao seemed to see Ling Qingwei smiling at her gently, but this time she never left again...

The patter of rain gradually faded away, and the worries that had been brooding were washed away with the rain.

In fact, the only person who couldn't let go from beginning to end was Ling Youyao

Su Lingxi is officially offline, Yaomei is happy to give her first blood
Chapter completed!