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I do not regret life or death... I do not regret life or death!
You Xuanyao's eyelids slowly turned red, and the hand stained with Yang Qingge's blood clenched tighter.
What has he done to her?!
His vision was blurred by tears, falling to the ground one by one, mixing with Yang Qingge's blood, and his voice trembled and hoarse, " A ge... I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't leave me, please... " But this time, no one could answer him. His sobbing dispersed in the cold wind of winter, and the former radiance in his eyes was gone forever.
I don't know how long I knelt like this, my limbs were numb from the cold, and a distant scream could be heard.
"Miss—"
Lan Nian, who was waiting outside the city, finally realized something was wrong after half an hour.
She searched all over Chang'an City and finally arrived at the desolate west side of the city. Seeing Yang Qingge lying in You Xuanyao's arms, she trembled violently and exclaimed, "Miss!" Lan Nian staggered over and fell beside Yang Qingge, trembling as she reached out with shaking hands to touch the lifeless figure.
But You Xuanyao is like an indestructible wall, tightly holding onto Yang Qingge, with empty and lifeless eyes, like a statue, unmoving.
Lan Nian threw herself onto Yang Qingge, tearing at her throat and crying, "Miss, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have encouraged you to leave. I shouldn't have taken you away. I shouldn't have let you leave alone. It's all my fault!"
As she cried, she suddenly sat up, pointing at You Xuanyao and cursing, "It's all because of you! You're the one who pushed Miss into this state!"
"You clearly know that she still loves you, she has done so much for you! She has suffered so much for you! How could you treat her like this?! You have no conscience, you don't deserve the goodness of Miss. It's you who killed Miss, you should go to hell!"
You Xuanyao's eyelashes trembled.
He slowly raised his head, and his once sharp eyes now only showed pain.
Lan Nian instinctively shrunk back, but then straightened her back, gritting her teeth and waiting for You Xuanyao's anger. She was no longer afraid. The people she cared most about had died because of You Xuanyao. He might as well kill her, so she could go to the underworld to be with her miss. But You Xuanyao didn't make a move.
He parted his thin lips and spoke hoarsely, "I am already in hell." Without Yang Qingge, this world is hell to him. Lan Nian stood still, puzzled.
You Xuanyao carefully restrained all emotions, reaching out to fold the red wedding invitation and tucking it into his arms. Then, with great difficulty, he slowly stood up from the snowy ground and stiffly bent over to pick up Yang Qingge's body.
" A ge, I'm taking you home," he muttered to himself, as if speaking to Yang Qingge, and walked away step by step while holding her.
The first ray of morning light shines on the streets of Chang'an City.
Spring is coming.
But You Xuanyao's heart remains in this cold winter forever.
Lan Nian only came to her senses after You Xuanyao had gone far away. She hurriedly got up, stumbled forward, and stood in front of him, saying, "Where are you taking the young lady? Give her back to me. She doesn't want to be with you!"
You Xuanyao regained his indifferent expression and looked at Lan Nian coldly, saying, "Move aside."
Lan Nian Refusal.
"She gave you the contract and silver, didn't she?" You Xuanyao said indifferently, "Live your own life, that's her wish. I won't hurt you. Let me take her away."
"She married me, she is my wife now."
So life and death cannot separate them again.
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