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It's a strange poison, certain death.
At the moment when Xiao Rong was stabbed, he felt the spread of the toxin in his body.
He slowly knelt down, and finally lay on the cold ground, facing Xiao Zheng's head.
" Qingge... You hate me so much..."
Yang Qingge tightly held hands: "It's you who pushed yourself to this point."
Xiao Rong spat out a mouthful of blood, staining half of the face.
He struggled to lift his head and take another look at Yang Qingge, but all he saw was her indifferent chin. When it came to using poison and gu, he was even more formidable than Xiao Zheng. Yet he died under the most skilled poison, died under the only person in this life who made him feel warmth.
He covered his chest and said, "I... I never wanted to hurt you. I just wanted to... take you back to the Western Regions."
It was just one step away, just one step, and he could take her away.
Yang Qingge told him not to open his eyes, "But I am not an object. You Xuanyao cannot decide, and neither can you... Xiao Rong, you saved me and then used me to hurt You Xuanyao. We are even."
Xiao Rong smiled and said, "It's a case of neither owing the other. If you say you don't owe me, then you don't." After all, from the beginning, he didn't save her for any other reason. Five years ago, when he first came to Chang'an, he happened to meet her, and she gave him his first steamed bun.
The warmth of that steamed bun, Xiao Rong still remembers to this day. He has always been one to repay both kindness and enmity. However... there's no need to let her know. His life was meant to be solitary.
Xiao Rong closed her eyes, with a hint of a mysterious smile on her lips, and then she breathed her last.
Seeing Xiao Rong completely still, Cang Shen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Qingge's tense body also suddenly relaxed at this moment, and he felt dizzy, almost stumbling and falling.
Cang Shen acted quickly to support her: "Madam, are you okay?!"
Yang Qingge propped herself up and said, "Quick, go find Yao..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly closed her eyes and fainted.
Yang Qingge had a very long dream. She dreamt that she married You Xuanyao, and the people of Chang'an City came to attend their wedding ceremony and offer their blessings. Later, they had a lovely daughter and named her Jixue.
Xiao Jixue grew up, and her image with You Xuanyao was particularly imaginative.
She was holding Xiao Jixue and turning around to find You Xuanyao, but when she looked up, the scene in front of her had changed.
You Xuanyao was kneeling in front of her, with a silver dagger piercing his chest.
Blood kept flowing from his chest, quickly turning You Xuanyao into a bloody figure. And as he looked at her, his eyes were filled with coldness. "Don't... don't!"
Yang Qingge suddenly woke up from her dream, her clothes soaked with cold sweat. After a few moments, she realized that she was in the east wing room of You mansion, and immediately got up and lifted the blanket. Just then, Lan Nian walked in with a basin of water and hurriedly approached Yang Qingge: "Miss, why did you get up?!"
Yang Qingge grabbed her hand: "Lan Nian, where is You Xuanyao? What about Yao?"
Lan Nian hesitated, her face showing a conflicted expression: "Miss, General he..."
Yang Qingge couldn't bear to hear the rest. She let go of Lan Nian and pushed the door open.
" Cang Shen! Yao he..."
The unfinished sentence abruptly stopped.
Yang Qingge stared blankly at You Xuanyao standing in the courtyard in white clothes, the sunlight casting a fuzzy golden edge on his profile.
The whole scene was more unreal than the one in her dream. Just as Yang Qingge hesitated whether she was still dreaming, the man looked over and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. " A ge."
Two simple words are more touching than all the sweet nothings Yang Qingge has heard in her life. She couldn't help it anymore, she took a few steps forward and threw herself into You Xuanyao's arms: " Yao!" You Xuanyao was hit so hard that his heart ached: "Ah... it hurts..."
Yang Qingge Immediately let go of him: "I... Are you okay?"
She tried to step back as she spoke, but the man reached out with his long arms and held her firmly in his embrace: "You can endure the pain, after all, you are my wife."
Yang Qingge was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed.
She didn't say anything, but You Xuanyao kissed her and said, " A ge, I had a dream when I was unconscious."
"What dream?"
You Xuanyao smiled and said, "I dreamt that you gave birth to a daughter for me... Can you really give birth to a daughter for me?"
Yang Qingge was stunned, and answered at the moment when You Xuanyao kissed him.
His heart is in Chang'an.
You Xuanyao finally returned to his beloved A ge.
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