Nalan Xueyi slowly finished this sentence, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and walked away step by step, her back was confused, with a strong sense of exhaustion and powerlessness, unlike her usual upright and upright attitude.
Ling Xiyue looked at it, feeling sour in her heart.
She fell to the ground weakly, covering her cheeks with her hands.
How did I end up in such a dilemma step by step?
If Xue Yi had really prepared Frost Snow Ganoderma for her, then she really deserved to die for hurting Xue Yi like this, and taking and asking for everything in the name of love.
How could she do this!
Ling Xiyue once again fell into deep self-blame. She pressed her temples with her delicate hands and smiled weakly, "What did I do..."
She was like a villain with a sharp sword in her hand, hurting the man who was devoted to her again and again, regardless of Xue Yi's scarred and broken heart, just for her own freedom and to get rid of her bondage.
Ling Xiyue couldn't help but question herself again, did she really want to let down Xue Yi like this?
At this time, Ling Xiyue remembered what Rong Pei said: There are many things in this world that are far more important than love.
Maybe she is really too selfish, being extremely tolerant of those she loves and being so cruel to those she doesn't love, but what has Xueyi done wrong to have to bear the hurt from her again and again?
How could she deserve the love of others?
For her own sake, she never looked back, but she couldn't see the blood dripping from the people behind her.
Thousands of thoughts in Ling Xiyue's eyes converged into two storms, constantly tearing her apart, making her feel like her heart was about to be torn in half!
The sharp pain like needle pricks came from my brain again!
It was as if something sharp had stabbed in from her temple. From the opened hole, the cold wind howled in and made her whole body tremble and shrink into a ball.
She could ignore herself, but Xuan Ye, she really couldn't ignore him, couldn't stop thinking about him, couldn't stop thinking about him, at least she couldn't watch him die.
If he was well, maybe I wouldn't be so concerned and worried?
if……
When this idea came to her, she felt a little suffocated.
She was saying that if... after she saved Xuan Ye, she separated from him and went on a good relationship with Xue Yi, would she be able to make up for the harm she had done to him?
Wrong time, wrong identity.
The acquaintance and encounter between her and Xuan Ye was originally a mess.
"Well..." Ling Xiyue covered her head and fell to the ground with a painful groan.
Various bizarre images flashed in his mind, beating rapidly like a movie. Ling Xiyue curled up into a ball like a shrimp, struggling in pain, not only the heart-piercing pain, but also the tearing deep in the soul.
What should she do, and who can save her?
God, why are you making such a joke with her?
It was the first time that Ling Xiyue was so hasty and helpless, but the only thing she knew clearly was that she could no longer hurt Xue Yi, and could no longer pursue her own freedom by stepping on that man's riddled body.
She knew that she was not a good person, but she could not do such evil things without feeling guilty at all.
I don't know how long it took, but the sharp pain in her head gradually dissipated. Ling Xiyue was sweating profusely, and she collapsed on the ground. Her hair seemed to be soaked in water, sticking to her temples and falling down her pale cheeks.
Ling Xiyue stared blankly at the dome of the library, not wanting to move.
Then, she closed her eyes quietly and allowed the darkness around her to swallow her up. Her whole body seemed to have fallen into an abyss of darkness.
The abyss was like the bloody mouth of a savage beast, and she was floating and sinking, falling and falling endlessly... without any light in sight.
The surroundings were noisy, with countless voices blasting in her ears.
But this world was obviously very quiet. It was so quiet that she seemed to be able to clearly hear the sound of warm springs in the distance.
After a long, long time, Ling Xiyue slowly opened her eyes, her eyes dark.
This time, she really stood on the edge of the cliff.
If you go further, there will be no retreat.
And this small step requires countless scoldings and countless questions. She doesn't care about these, so how can she care about others? The hardest thing is to leave and hurt Xue Yi, who treats her sincerely.
So be it……
What she is like is no longer that important.
Ling Xiyue slowly stood up from the ground, staggered a bit, and then managed to stand firmly.
She couldn't even remember how she got out. When she walked out of the cliff, she saw the palace attendants waiting outside.
The palace attendant was guarding the outside on the orders of Nalan Xueyi. Nalan Xueyi's abnormal state had already made people very shocked. Seeing Ling Xiyue in such a dejected state, they became even more curious. However, even a small palace attendant was cautious.
rule.
Although I felt a little strange, I didn't dare to ask any more questions.
There was no unnecessary expression on Ling Xi Yue's face, she was cold and light, but her eyes could tell that she was absent-minded, as if her spirit had drifted out of her body, and she followed the palace attendant back to Hanguang Palace in a daze.
By that time, the sky had completely darkened.
The dark clouds are heavy, at the top of the extreme north, as if they are within reach.xdw8
Under the eaves and brackets beside the hundred steps of the Yushi Ice Palace, two figures stood one behind the other.
The woman in front of her is in a fairy-like figure, wearing a crown made of finely carved snow fir wood. Her alluring face has lost its sharpness over the years, and has been covered with a light layer, like a soft light glow like moonlight, elegant.
Out of the dust.
At this time, she shook her head slightly and let out a slight sigh.
Standing here, you can clearly see the figures walking through the hundreds of jade steps.
Of course, we can also see Nalan Xueyi, who is trying her best to maintain the appearance of calmness and indifference, but is passing by in a daze, and Ling Xiyue, who is absent-minded and has a gloomy expression, walking past like a puppet on strings.
She saw everything.
"Queen, Xue Yi and Xi Yue should get married sooner rather than later." Rong Pei said from behind.
Everyone has selfish motives, and privately, Rong Pei still hopes that Ling Xiyue can stay with Nalan Xueyi. She has watched the queen's back alone for more than ten years, and she doesn't want Nalan Xueyi, who she loves like her own child, to
Walking the path of the queen again.
That road is too hard.
Nalan Ronghua did not respond. After a while, he said lightly, "You saw it, right?"
She was clearly only in her early thirties, but the woman's eyes seemed to have seen through the world, detached from the world, no longer involved in the mortal world, and her gentle and gentle voice was also light and calm.
Time has not eroded her exquisite and unparalleled face, but it has aged her heart.
She was originally a woman of unparalleled splendor and brilliance, but early on, all the edges and corners were smoothed away by the wind and frost of the years, her eyes were smooth with vicissitudes of life, and her hair was dyed white by frost and snow, making her look vaguely like an octogenarian.