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Chapter 15: Poisonous Gas Attack
"Yan Zhi Xi, how much do you hate me? Why do you have to go to such extremes?" Wen Qingyu raised her face to look at Yan Zhi Xi, her voice filled with blood and tears. "Why can't you even spare my second brother?"
Yan Zhi Xi had originally planned to check on Wen Ruxue's condition, but upon hearing Wen Qingyu's accusation, he suddenly stopped.
The matter of Gu Zhao's death was known only to him and Wen Ruxue.
He glanced at Wen Ruxue, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Wen Ruxue shrank back; Yan Zhi Xi had never looked at her with such a ruthless gaze before.
She wanted to explain, but Wen Qingyu suddenly coughed painfully.
Yan Zhi Xi turned back at the sound, stunned.
Wen Qingyu spat out a mouthful of black blood. The once delicate and tidy woman now looked terrifying, like a vengeful ghost.
Yan Zhi Xi's heart trembled slightly as he unconsciously moved closer to Wen Qingyu.
"Don't come over."
Wen Qingyu shouted sharply, but Yan Zhi Xi seemed not to hear.
He crouched down and pulled Wen Qingyu into his arms. She no longer had the strength to resist, her almond-shaped eyes filled with resentment. "Yan Zhi Xi, I hate it so much. I hate that I fell in love with you, hate that I saved... you."
"What do you mean?" Yan Zhi Xi gasped, his fingers digging harshly into her flesh.
But he received no response; Wen Qingyu collapsed in his embrace due to the anger overwhelming her.
"Quickly summon the imperial physician!" Yan Zhi Xi shouted furiously, his eyes wide with rage. "Wen Qingyu, what do you mean by that? Speak clearly."
Yan Zhi Xi stepped into Chenyu Palace and heard laughter from a distance.
He walked around the rockery and quickly approached. Peach Blossom wanted to greet him, but Yan Zhi Xi made a shushing gesture.
Understanding the hint, Peach Blossom stepped aside, but Yan Zhi Xi stopped in his tracks, gazing at Wen Qingyu's excessively thin back.
The summer heat was oppressive, yet Wen Qingyu wore a large red cloak, with her hood pulled tightly over her head.
She tilted her head, looking up at the eaves.
A gust of wind blew, lifting Wen Qingyu's hood and revealing a cascade of snow-white hair.
Half a month ago, after narrowly escaping death, Wen Qingyu had suffered from toxic gas exposure that turned her hair completely white and left her dazed. She had forgotten most of her past, including the enemies before her.
Yan Zhi Xi clenched his fists and finally took a step toward her.
"What are you looking at?"
"Birds."
Wen Qingyu pointed excitedly at a spot on the eaves, a hint of innocent charm appearing on her sickly face.
This smile reminded Yan Zhi Xi of something familiar; she had smiled at him like this on their wedding night...
After standing for a short while, sweat soaked through Wen Qingyu's clothes. After sitting on the soft couch for a long time, she finally caught her breath and genuinely asked him, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
These days, Yan Zhi Xi had come to check on her whenever he had free time, seeking an answer. But Wen Qingyu seemed to be getting more and more dazed.
For some reason, whenever Yan Zhi Xi thinks about how Wen Qingyu is just a stranger to her now, a wave of frustration rises in her heart.
"When will you finally wake up?"
Yan Zhi Xi asked irritably, but no one answered.
In a short time, Wen Qingyu had actually leaned against the soft couch and fallen asleep. Her snow-white long hair cascaded around her, and under the sunlight, it seemed as if it would disappear at any moment.
Feeling flustered, Yan Zhi Xi suddenly grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me." Wen Qingyu woke up in pain, frowning and struggling.
Yan Zhi Xi was taken aback for a moment and released her hand. Wen Qingyu quickly retreated timidly into the room.
Yan Zhi Xi looked at the tightly closed door and murmured to herself in loneliness, "What did those words mean that day? Xue Er, that was your madness."
She paused for a moment, her gaze dark and uncertain. "Is it really like that?"
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