Yan Bing gently pushed open the door of Wen Sheng's room and walked in...
But the first thing she faced was not Vincent's black face, nor his crazy roar, but the mess on the floor and the smell of rotten food...
In a dark room, a young boy with dull eyes lay motionless on the bed, and next to him... there was a very thin girl... Luo Qing...
"You're here..." Luo Qingqiang supported his body and slowly sat up. His already pointed face was even a little sunken at this time... "You can sit down wherever you want... I am completely weak now."
…I won’t make tea for you…”
"You! Why have you all become like this!??" Although Yan Bing was fully prepared, the scene in front of her was still beyond her expectation... She couldn't help but froze on the spot.
Vincent was still in a daze, turning a deaf ear to everything around him. Luo Qing was the only one, looking at Yan Bing with a wry smile, and slowly replied weakly and hoarsely: "Wen Sheng...ever since he entered this room, he hasn't been able to eat."
Drink, I have been persuading him, but it seems... of no use... I can only use Qi to maintain his heart pulse, and accompany him on a hunger strike. I told him, he won't eat... I won't eat... Now
It must have been more than ten days..."
"Then why didn't anyone tell me!? Wen Miao! Don't Wen Miao and the others know!?" Yan Bing stepped forward and gently pushed Wen Sheng. His already thin body was now like withered grass. Although
He was still panting, but his eyes were still lifeless, staring at the beams without moving...
"Sister Wenmiao comes here every day, but no matter what good things she says, Wen Sheng... is still like this, but... you don't have to worry too much..." Speaking of this, Luo Qing's cracked lips were full of tears.
Squeezing out a smile, he said softly to Yan Bing: "I have cleared up my anger with Master a long time ago. If one day we both faint from hunger, just use the Great Return Pill to save us both..."
"Nonsense!! What if we don't discover it in time! Aren't you both transformed into butterflies!!??"
"Become a butterfly? What is a butterfly?"
"You're just dying for love! You're dead!!" Yan Bing didn't bother to explain to her any more, he sat directly on the bedside, helped Vincent up, and started talking loudly in his face!
"You! What are you doing!?" Even in this state, Luo Qing was still worried about Wen Sheng. He wanted to step forward to stop him, but was pushed away by Yan Bing! And how could Luo Qing, who was already weak, still have the strength?
He resisted and was pushed aside by her.
"Lie there! Leave it alone!!" Yan Bing raised his eyebrows and roared, then grabbed Vincent's shoulders and shouted loudly: "You are a waste!! Your mother is dead! You don't even dare to take revenge!! I will take revenge today
Let me tell you! The reason why Zeng Ke acted! It was all my instigation!! I just didn’t want her to live!! Because she killed our father!! She was the one who acted first!! Don’t blame me for being cruel!! If
Speaking of which!! If you still want to take revenge...!"
"Crack!"
Yan Bing picked up the sword given to Vincent by his master, threw it on the bed, pointed at the sword and shouted: "Then pick it up!! Come! Revenge!!"
"ah--!!!!"
Vincent yelled, his eyes widened, he grabbed Zi Qiao on the bedside, pressed the sheath spring and drew his sword! Then he stabbed Yan Bing!
"No!!!" Luo Qing exclaimed!
With a "bang", the door was kicked open from the outside, and Lingyue and Xuekui rushed in instantly...
But...Wen Sheng's sword...stopped less than an inch from Yan Bing's chest...trembling violently...
Facing the person he admired most in his life... Facing his mentor who taught him martial arts, taught him the art of war, and saved his life time and time again... Facing the woman he once admired the most... After all, he still... I can't bear to be ruthless...I thrust out this sword...
The trembling arms and the tears that had been held in my heart for a long time burst out together with a roar...
"Why!!! Why should I be born into an emperor's family!! Why is my father the emperor!! Why does my mother want to kill my father!! Why do you want to kill my mother!! Why!! Why is it you!! All this! Why——!!!”
"when--!"
Ziqiao was thrown hard by him and pushed into the bed, making a buzzing noise...
And he himself... collapsed to the ground helplessly, as if the last bit of strength he had left had been exhausted in just a moment...
"Many things in this world have no answers..." Yan Bing slowly opened his eyes, bent down to help Vincent up, grabbed his shoulders, and said slowly: "Some are just causes...results... …
Your mother...and your two uncles, they killed your father, then they...will naturally suffer equal revenge!
Do you know that your father never wanted to kill them from the beginning? He just wanted to take away their power... let them retire and return to their hometowns, and be rich and wealthy for the rest of their lives... But they killed them just to breathe a little longer. ! Even I... almost fell into their plot! I was killed! This life-and-death show... was started by them... not your father... let alone me! Do you understand this...?"
Vincent stared at Yan Bing's eyes for a long time...and then slowly looked away...
He understands all these truths. He is no longer the ignorant young man before, but... it will obviously take some time for him to let go of all this...
Yan Bing can also give him time... but the prerequisite... is that he should leave time for himself... instead of seeking short-sightedness like this.
"Look at Luo Qing behind you..." Yan Bing pointed at the girl behind him and said word by word: "She has not eaten or drank for more than ten days because of you. How can you bear to let her accompany you?" Are you going to die together because of your resentment and obsession? She loves you so much, can you really bear it!?"
Vincent was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked at Luo Qing behind him...
But this thin but strong girl was biting her chapped lips at this moment, staring at him with tears on her face...silently.
After a long time, Vincent lowered his head and whispered: "Master...disciple...is hungry..."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Bing also showed a refreshing smile.
"Okay! I'm hungry! Let's go eat! No, you can only drink porridge now! Yes! Let's go drink porridge!" Yan Bing held Vincent's thin shoulders with both hands and slowly walked out of the room, while Lingyue and Xue Kui They looked at each other and smiled, and also helped Luo Qing, who was slumped on the edge of the bed...
The sunlight outside the house... seemed particularly dazzling at this time, and Vincent subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands...
"Master... I still... hate you a little..."
"Then just hate me. Master has nothing to do. Why don't you let me stab me with a sword? It's better if I don't stab me to death." Yan Bing joked with a smile.
Xiao Wensheng shook his head slowly and said softly: "I tried...it can't be stabbed..."
"Then what should we do? Otherwise... Hey! What are you doing!? Ah——!!!!" Following Yan Bing's scream, a deep tooth mark was imprinted on Yan Bing's shoulder... And
