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A man's words are more chilling than the winter wind.
Yang Qingge felt like his heart had been stabbed, blood dripping as if being tortured.
Before she could speak, You Xuanyao had already taken Tao Yao and boarded the carriage, turning back to the mansion.
In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the vast expanse of snow. There were many people at the entrance of Lanxiang square, and many of them knew Yang Qingge. At this moment, seeing her being left behind, there was immediate discussion and pointing.
"Is that the former Prime Minister's Office young lady? General You doesn't even want a prostitute, really..."
"Don't speak recklessly, didn't she want to marry Young Master Gu Su before? What kind of person is he, I'm afraid he's already..."
Such voices were endless.
Yang Qingge doesn't remember how he walked back to You mansion.
As soon as he entered the mansion, he heard the silver bell-like laughter of a woman in the distant Snow Viewing Pavilion.
Looking over, he saw You Xuanyao embracing that woman, and in his icy eyes was the most genuine smile he had ever seen before!
At this moment, Yang Qingge was like a soulless shell, allowing Lan Nian to lead her back to the west chamber. Inside the room, the charcoal fire was burning, creating a warm atmosphere. Yang Qingge sat there, but without any awareness.
Lan Nian stood by, warming her hands, her eyes red with distress: "Miss, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have spoken out of turn... Let's leave here!"
Yang Qingge blinked, feeling aching and cold all over as if her joints were soaked in icy water.
She looked at Lan Nian's red eyes and weakly uttered a self-deprecating remark: "Where else can we go?"
Her home was destroyed, and the person she loved harbored deep hatred towards her. If there were any other choice, she wouldn't want to return here after enduring such humiliation. Lan Nian sobbed, "Anywhere is fine, Lan Nian will always be by Miss's side!"
Yang Qingge just shook his head, wanting to say something, but blood gushed out of his mouth first! 1
The bright red blood fell on the green skirt, on the green jade brick, so glaring!
Lan Nian was so scared that she was trembling: "Miss! Wait for me, I'll go find the doctor right now!"
She got up and ran outside.
But unexpectedly, she opened the door and ran into You Xuanyao.
Ignoring Lan Nian's urgency, he embraced the woman and walked into the house.
The scent of rouge on the woman's body stimulated Yang Qingge's blood and energy, and she struggled to prevent You Xuanyao from noticing her unusual condition. "Is there something you need?"
You Xuanyao smiled at the woman in his arms, not even looking at Yang Qingge or noticing the vivid bloodstains on her body and the ground.
"On the sixth day of next month, I will marry Tao Yao."
"I think you have experience in getting married, so I want you to prepare for this big wedding."
Yang Qingge felt a thunderous roar in her ears. The sixth day of next month... it's her birthday.
And You Xuanyao is actually getting married to a courtesan on that day?!
Yang Qingge felt a tightness in her chest and pricked the palm of her hand with her fingertips, then looked up at You Xuanyao: "Are you serious?"
Only then did You Xuanyao glance at her as if bestowing a favor and said, "Do you think I'm joking? Or do you think I'm deliberately trying to upset you?"
"Yang Qingge, don't think too highly of yourself."
Yang Qingge It feels like there are ten thousand needles moving up and down in her chest, causing her eyes to turn red with pain. She couldn't hold it any longer and spurted a mouthful of blood, staining The white bedspread red! "Miss!" Lan Nian rushed forward to support Yang Qingge as she fell, anxiously looking at her.
Yang Qingge has already fainted.
Tao Yao was so scared by this scene that she screamed and took several steps back.
You Xuanyao frowned and said, "Go call the imperial physician!"
As House servant left upon receiving orders, he looked at Lan Nian and asked, "What's wrong with her?"
Lan Nian's tears gushed out like a spring, filled with resentment and anger towards You Xuanyao.
"What about the young lady, does the general care? Back then, the young lady wanted to elope with you, but was caught by the master. In the dead of winter, the young lady knelt in the icy snow all night, just to persuade the master to spare your life!"
"On the day of your wedding, you injured Young Master Gu. In order to prevent Chancellor from pursuing the matter, Miss knelt in the courtyard all night... At that time, the doctor made a prediction, saying that Miss's body was deeply invaded by cold air, and she wouldn't live for many more months!"
The room fell silent for a moment, with only Lan Nian's continuous sobbing.
You Xuanyao's dark eyes fell on Yang Qingge, who was pale and emotionless.
For a while, he didn't say anything and just got up and left.
Only Lan Nian was left, holding Yang Qingge's cold body, trying to warm her up with his own body heat.
Yang Qingge slept for a full three days.
When she woke up, only Lan Nian was by her side.
She weakly looked around the room, and finally, with a disappointed look, she silently lowered her eyes.
Lan Nian saw this and told her with a heartache, "Miss, don't bother looking. You've been unconscious for three days, and General You hasn't come to see you even once!"
Yang Qingge Taking a deep breath, hot tears filled her eyes.
You Xuanyao She truly hated her to the core, unwilling to even look at her for a moment.
She closed her eyes, trying to hide her vulnerability, but the tears still silently flowed out.
In the following days, Yang Qingge secretly poured away the medicine behind Lan Nian's back. She knew her body well, and whether she took the medicine or not wouldn't change anything. In the blink of an eye, it was morning again, and Lan Nian brought the medicine into the room and then left.
Yang Qingge As usual, she walked to the flowerpot to pour out the medicine. However, at that moment, the door suddenly pushed open. A cold wind swept in, and a cold hand grabbed her wrist.
You Xuanyao In the shadowy eyes, there was nothing but anger: "Yang Qingge, what are you doing?!"
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