Yan Ruoling's body swayed, and she looked down at the arrow stuck in her chest, her face blank.
Immediately afterwards, her vision went dark, and her body fell from the tower like a kite with its string broken.
"Ling'er."
Han Qiancheng exclaimed. He dropped the sword in his hand and ran over, trying to catch her.
But there were too many corpses on the ground, so he tripped and fell directly to the ground.
Just as Yan Ruoling was about to fall, a figure suddenly flashed past, catching Yan Ruoling in mid-air and landing firmly on the ground.
Han Qiancheng got up and stumbled over, and when he saw her, her white clothes were stained with blood.
And there was a crossbow arrow stuck in her chest, with only half of the arrow feathers left.
"Ling'er."
Yan Jingxuan was worried. He looked at his sister and wondered why things turned out like this.
Who shot the cold arrow to kill her?
Yan Ruoling opened her eyes, looked at Han Qiancheng and called him with some difficulty: "Han...Brother Han."
Han Qiancheng came back to his senses, looked at the hand she stretched out towards him, quickly held it, put it against his face, and comforted: "Ling'er, don't be afraid that it's okay, it will be okay."
Yan Ruoling held his hand and put it on her belly and said, "I didn't lie to you, he is really here."
Han Qiancheng lowered his head and saw blood oozing from the dress underneath her body, and his pupils shrank sharply.
After reacting, he completely collapsed.
He suddenly pushed Yan Jingxuan away, held Yan Ruoling in his arms and said, "I'll take you to the doctor, and we'll go to the doctor."
He hugged Yan Ruoling and shouted loudly: "Feng Changling, where is Feng Changling? Let him come out!"
Yan Ruoling's heart suddenly ached when she saw him losing control. She said in a low voice: "Brother Han, please talk to me. I actually have many things to say to you."
Han Qiancheng knelt on the ground, pressed his forehead against hers and said, "I don't want to hear it, I just want you to live well."
His tears fell hotly: "Ling'er, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me and don't be angry with me, okay?
Don't leave me alone, I already have nothing but you."
He thought he was as hard-hearted as iron, but the moment he saw her, he knew he had lost.
He couldn't be ruthless in front of her, even though he had deep hatred, as long as she called him Brother Han, he would surrender.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that she was his destined calamity and his destiny.
He couldn't imagine what he would do without her in the future?
"Ling'er."
Han Qiancheng regretted it endlessly. Why did he come to attack the city? Why did he refuse to let go of his hatred?
It was he who harmed Ling'er and their children.
Yan Ruoling put her arms around Han Qiancheng's neck, raised her head and kissed his cheek and said, "When I was on the tower just now, I was thinking, if you don't promise me, I will jump off and make you regret it for the rest of your life.
But now I'm really going to die, but I can't bear to make you sad. Maybe we were wrong from the beginning, so God punishes us like this.
Or maybe you have committed too many crimes today. Brother Han, we have too many regrets in this life. It is a pity that we cannot start over.
I can no longer accompany you in the future, so you have to be good, stop living in hatred, and let go of the past, okay?"