Mai Mai suddenly grabbed Wan Qixun's clothes, "Who killed him, who killed him?" Tears blurred her eyes, and the huge pain hit her so hard that she couldn't tell whether this place was hell or not. Qing'er
, her Qing'er... Mai Mai cried and fell into Wan Qi'er's arms, "Tell me, who killed my Qing'er..."
He put his arms around her and gently stroked away the tears that made him heartache, "Yes..."
"Qing'er?!" There was an exclamation, and in the next second, Wan Qizhao dismounted from his horse and ran over, helping Qing'er up, "What... what on earth is going on?" His face was full of shock.
He couldn't accept the fact before him at all, and his trembling fingers slowly approached Qing'er's nose...
"Qing'er..." Mai Mai fell limply to the ground, holding his cold little hand, "Sister shouldn't have left you, even if she dies, she shouldn't have left you! It was my sister who killed you!"
"Seventh brother," Wan Qizhao suddenly raised his head, his brows knitted into a knot, and he looked at him in disbelief, "Why are you doing this? Didn't I tell you that I don't want you to intervene? You... I know you are
For me, but Qing'er is still just a child!" He looked like he was condemning his younger brother who had done something wrong, with a heartbroken expression.
Mai Mai was stunned for a moment, her pale face still stained with tears, slowly faced him, "You... what did you say? Qing'er is... is..."
Wan Qixun's eyes were slightly startled, and he looked at the sixth brother who was accusing him. There was confusion, surprise, and disappointment.
"Xuanyun, if you want to blame, then blame me, if you want to hate, then hate me, all of this has nothing to do with seventh brother," Wan Qizhao crossed Mai Mai's body and looked at her distressedly.
That night, the conversation she heard...
He said, it's not worth it for a child...
In his childhood, only his sixth brother was by his side...
The person he cares about most is Wan Qizhao...
Standing up tremblingly, he approached him step by step, looking into his clear eyes almost pleadingly, "Tell me, this is not true. King Zhao is lying to me... I beg you, tell me this is not true.
What you did..." She grabbed his arms and cried humbly, "As long as you say no, I will believe you, please... tell me..."
No matter how much she begged, Wan Qixun didn't say a word except looking at her with complicated eyes.
"Why? Why you?" Mai Mai tilted her head and murmured, "You have completely destroyed my hope, do you know?" Slowly, her head came weakly closer to his chest...
Wan Qixun closed his eyes in pain, his whole body trembling slightly, but he held her in his arms forcefully, using all his strength...
The man in black clothes beside him seemed to notice something strange, "King Hao..."
He remained unmoved.
"I hate you! I hate you!" Caught off guard, Mai Mai burst into tears, "Why you? Why did you kill my Qing'er? I hate you!"
He opened his mouth and bit his chest without hesitation. The bite was so deep and so hard.
Tears flowed down her cheeks. Why him?
He tightened his arms and brought her close to him. The pain in his chest was less than one ten thousandth of what he felt in his heart.
Mai Mai slowly raised her head, her mouth a bright red. On the white clothes, a mark stained red by blood was clearly visible.