Yan Xiaoyu's voice was hoarse. She couldn't see anything clearly. Wherever her sight touched, there was scarlet. Wei Yifang's knife fell on her arm mercilessly, and the white lotus root-like arm was covered with paint.
scars.
Looking at Yan Xiaoyu who had turned into a bloody man, Wei Yifang smiled sinisterly. She took out a mirror and looked at Yan Xiaoyu, "Look at yourself, whether you are human or ghost..."
Yan Xiaoyu couldn't see everything clearly, but in the scarlet color, she saw Wei Yifang's twisted little face. With a hoarse voice, she said slowly, "Wei Yifang, you are really, so pitiful!"
Wei Yifang's face changed drastically, and he looked at her with ferocious eyes. The dagger in his hand stabbed into Yan Xiaoyu's heart. The cold blade cut open her fragile heartbeat. She opened her mouth and looked at the twisted Wei Yi.
house.
Wei Yifang pulled out the dagger cruelly, blood sprayed out, Yan Xiaoyu still couldn't move, just sat there quietly, not even wailing.
The dilapidated door was kicked open with a "bang", and Yun Ziyou appeared at the door with scarlet eyes. He was dressed in white and looked at the bloody Yan Xiaoyu with trembling eyes. A heartbreaking cry burst out from the corners of his gracefully curved lips.
Yelled, "Xiaoyu——"
Wei Yifang looked at the bloody dagger, her beautiful eyes were confused for a moment. Did she finally kill her? But she didn't want to. She had thought that as long as she could tolerate her, she would be willing to betray the Wei family and her.
Serve Xiao Ninglan together.
But she couldn't tolerate it, she couldn't even tolerate all the women in the harem. Even in this situation, she didn't allow Xiao Ninglan to visit Concubine Lan, so she was shaken.
Yun Ziyou brushed away Wei Yi's room with his palm. He looked at Yan Xiaoyu, who could no longer distinguish his true face, and could only tremble all over. He was late...
He slowly picked up Yan Xiaoyu and looked at Wei Yifang with icy eyes. The cold voice seemed to come from hell, "Wei Yifang, I won't kill you. I want to watch the man you love kill you with his own hands."
!Also, I will make your entire Wei family pay for Xiaoyu’s hatred with blood!"
Wei Yifang fell to the ground, the dagger was still in her hand. She looked at Yun Ziyou with a ferocious smile, "Even if Xiao Ninglan kills me, I will not regret it. I finally killed Yan Xiaoyu, and she finally completely disappeared from this world."
…”
Yun Ziyou looked at the almost crazy Wei Yifang, frowned, and walked out with Yan Xiaoyu in his arms. Yan Xiaoyu's body had gradually cooled down in his arms. He hugged her gently and murmured, "
Xiaoyu, don’t be afraid, I’m here. From now on, as long as I’m with you, I will protect you and take care of you..."
Yan Xiaoyu never responded to him. She could no longer respond to her. Her cold body, even his body temperature, could not warm her.
Yan Xiaoyu died, and she died with her regrets for Xiao Ninglan. Before she died, she actually wanted to tell Xiao Ninglan that if she didn't leave, she wouldn't leave him, even if he was a murderous tyrant, she would never leave him again.
But she could no longer open her mouth and died under Wei Yifang's dagger.
In the cave at the back of the Prince's Mansion, Yun Ziyou piled bricks one by one into an icy cave, with pearls of various colors, blurred light colors, fiery red vines with maple-like leaves, and the surrounding millennium mysterious ice.
The mist like smoke and the cold jade crystal coffin in the middle can protect the body from decaying for thousands of years.
Yun Ziyou looked at Yan Xiaoyu in the ice coffin. Her cheeks had been scratched to the point where her true appearance could not be seen, and there were wounds everywhere on her neck and arms. Because the wounds of the dead cannot heal automatically, the corpse looked a bit scary.
Such a delicate body has endured so many scars. Yunzi leaned next to the ice coffin and reached out to touch the curve of Yan Xiaoyu's cheek. She must have been in pain, right? At that time, she formed a blood sacrifice with him, and she bit by bit
The pain was unbearable, but now, with so many injuries...
His whole body was frozen, and a thin layer of ice condensed on Yunzi's eyelashes. His starry eyes seemed to be filled with crystal tears. He leaned over and pressed his face against Yan Xiaoyu's shoulder in the ice coffin. His tears finally fell on hers.
In the collar.
"Xiaoyu, I will avenge you. I will let the entire Wei family be buried with you!" Yun Ziyou raised his head, there was no trace of crying on his cheeks. He looked at Yan Xiaoyu deeply, looking at this helpless person.
A woman who can no longer move, laugh, or play with her.
He straightened up slowly and walked out as if he had lost his soul. He pressed a raised stone on the rock wall and twisted it a few times. The stone door suddenly fell down, blocking out the sunlight outside the cave.
In Prince Rui's Mansion, when the maids saw Yun Ziyou coming back in a state of despair, some of them were brave enough to greet her, "Master, Master, the young lady is awake, she is awake..."
Yun Ziyou lowered his eyes and glanced at the maid, and said coldly, "What are you yelling about? Go call grandpa when you wake up!"
The maid's face turned red in embarrassment, she lowered her head and stepped aside.
When he walked into Xiao Hanjing's boudoir, he was greeted by a strange aroma. He frowned slightly. This aroma was both familiar and unfamiliar.
The maids in the room watched Yunzi swim through the door and knelt down. Yunzi walked to the bed coldly and looked at the thin and haggard woman on the bed.
The woman's eyes were darting around, and she seemed surprised to see him. Yun Ziyou sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch the woman's forehead, and found that her body temperature was normal, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Jing'er, you don't want to marry Wei
Home, no one will force you. Now you are seeking death and survival, but you are just doing yourself harm in vain!"
The woman seemed unable to understand what Yun Ziyou said, she just blinked her timid eyes and looked at Yun Ziyou with a familiar scrutiny.
Yun Ziyou obviously misunderstood her gaze, and sighed, "Even if we are not related by blood, I am still your brother in name, and the person I like is Yan Xiaoyu, Jing'er, between us, it is impossible..."
"
The woman was stunned as if she had swallowed a raw egg. She held the quilt tightly with both hands and looked at Yun Ziyou in fear. Yun Ziyou thought that his words were too straightforward and hurt her, so he stood up, "
You should have a good rest, I have categorically rejected the Wei family's marriage proposal!"
Yun Ziyou walked away, leaving only the stunned woman lying on the bed.
What aroused Yun Ziyou? Why did he say those words to himself? Had he confessed his crush to him before? Moreover, he called himself Jing'er, and he also said that the person he liked was Yan Xiaoyu...