Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 231 The White Moonlight Imprisoned in the Past Life 1
"Aya Yao..."

"Wow—"

Lingyan pierced Xie Shuzhou's chest with a sword, piercing through his body, and blood splashed on her face, staining her eyes red.

Xie Shu was stunned, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. When he slowly raised his eyes to look at Ling Yan, he managed to pull out a smile.

With pity and comforting emotions, he said, "Lingyao...it's been so many years, why can't I let it go..."

"Put it down..." Lingyan let go of the hand holding the long sword. She felt ridiculed, and chuckled, tears kept dripping from her eyes: "You killed my father, you killed my mother, my prime minister's mansion ...more than 390 lives, how do you want me to let go!"

"General, my general, if you hadn't secretly intercepted the rations for the barracks, how could he have died in battle..."

"Thank you Shu Zhou..."

Her voice was choked up, and her tears never stopped: "How can you, forget all this."

"How can you, reincarnation..."

Xie Shuzhou also had tears in his eyes. He stepped forward, wanting to hug her like in his previous life, but he fell to the ground due to blood loss and exhaustion.

He laughed, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or regretting.

"Aya Yao..."

"I'm sorry, I should have said this to you a long time ago."

"It's 1000 years too late."

"I'm sorry...?" Ling Yan wiped away her tears, but she couldn't wipe them away: "Not enough."

Ling Yan didn't talk nonsense to him anymore, she went straight forward and drew out her long sword, the splashed blood stained her eyes again.

She swung her sword and stabbed into Xie Shuzhou's chest again.

"puff……"

Behind him, a sound of vomiting blood suddenly sounded, and Lingyan was taken aback suddenly, the tears stopped in her eyes, and she forgot to fall.

She didn't look back, and the hand holding the long sword kept trembling.

Xie Shuzhou raised his head, the corners of his lips were bloody, when he saw it, he tugged at the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice, "Why... the ending of my previous life is the same..."

A tear fell from Ling Yan, she let go of the long sword, her whole body was cold, and she turned her head stiffly.

saw...

The monster didn't die, and Fu Qiyi didn't return to the real world.

A giant tentacle of the monster pierced the chest of Fu Qiyi standing behind her.

Fu Qi stood hunched over, looked at Lingyan, then looked down at the tentacles, and smiled as lightly as possible.

"It seems that I can't get out of this world..."

This game is his last.

As long as it is done, he can return to the real world.

Originally, he could ignore it, but he still blocked it for Lingyan.

Whether he is Si Quan or Fu Qiyi, he loves Lingyan.

They would be willing to sacrifice their lives for her.

Lingyan's lips turned pale suddenly, she shook her head, tears fell, she wanted to touch Fu Qiyi's chest, but she was afraid of hurting him.

"Why didn't you go back..."

"Are you in pain... why didn't you go back..."

She nearly lost her voice in crying.

Fu Qi's eyes turned red, as if something was restraining him from making a sound. After struggling a few times, he still made a sound. He shook his head: "It doesn't hurt..."

It was a feeble voice.

Lingyan shook her head, looked at the dying monster with despair, and took a deep breath as a tear fell.

Facing Fu Qiyi, he smiled.

This smile is the only one she can feel most at ease in this plane.

For a moment, Fu Qiyi was taken aback by seeing it.

Just, the next moment.

There is an extra person in my arms.

Ling Yan didn't care anymore, and hugged Fu Qiyi directly.

Red tentacles pierced her body as well, and they hugged each other.

"Do you know..." Ling Yan looked at him with tears in her eyes: "In the previous life, you just left me and left."

"I don't know if it's because I said that I didn't want to marry you, but in the end you really didn't marry me."

"General... This time, I want to follow you and go together." She curled up in Fu Qi, no, Si Quan's arms: "Don't lose me again... I'm very scared."

Si Quan was dressed in black, and he appeared in his original appearance. He hugged her and sat on the ground paralyzed.

"You remember..."

"It's my fault. I didn't marry you according to the agreement, which made you wronged."

Ling Yan wanted to say something, but she was too tired, she let out a breath slowly, her lips curved slightly.

The curly eyelashes slowly closed, but her hands clenched him tightly.

Si Quan closed his eyes and planted a belated kiss on her forehead.

He leaned over, next to her ear.

Gently apologize.

"I'm sorry, my... miss."

In the end, Xie Shuzhou died in the cave.

Si Quan held Lingyan in his arms, and he finally closed his eyes.

The monster exploded.

The entire cave burst into fierce and dazzling flames, and it was turned into ruins in just an instant.

Bury all the people inside.

………………

Zhou Yuanjing Dynasty.

It was a winter full of heavy snow, and it was extremely cold. The trees in Chang'an drooped their heads in despair, forming a stark contrast with the bustling market.

People dressed in sackcloth were bustling, the hawkers at the stalls were hawking, and the red lanterns in the restaurants were extraordinarily bright.

In the restaurant, several young masters chanted poems in opposition.

"Miss Shen." The eldest son of the Duke of Zhen's mansion smiled warmly, holding a teacup to make apology to Shen Lingyan.

Sitting across from her daughter's family is the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion, Shen Lingyan, who is fourteen years old, and a well-known talented woman in Chang'an. She is lonely and independent.

She was wearing a pale pink dress, with long and slender fingers.

Wearing a white gauze hat, only red lips showing a slight smile.

She took a sip of her tea and let out a honeyed voice, sweet yet heroic.

"Your Majesty Wen, you are very knowledgeable."

Wen Fuzhi couldn't help laughing, ignoring the defense between men and women, raised the white fan, and tapped the brim of her hat: "Xiaoling from the Shen family, why are you still angry?"

Shen Lingyan put a cup of tea on the table, and when she stood up, it seemed that a wind had blown her skirt, messing up the gauze curtain, revealing the stunningly beautiful face inside.

She seemed unhappy: "What are you touching?"

Angrily, she glared at Wen Xu angrily, then turned around and left with her maid, Taochun.

Seeing this, Wen Fuzhi raised his eyebrows without any surprise, and let out a hearty laugh.

Opened the white fan and fanned it lightly: "This Xiaoling from the Shen family is as unrestrained as ever in her temper. I'm her half-brother after all, yet I'm angry at me too?"

The Prince Regent's son Lu Sui, who was watching there, shook his head and said, "I tell you, you have provoked Sister Lingyan right now, and she will have to go back and sue."

"Lord Prime Minister, I can't spare you."

Wen Fuzhi smiled warmly, stood up and walked by the window, looked at Shen Lingyan who left angrily and was still angry, the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

Glancing at the snowy sky, he ordered: "Should be invited, give us Xiaoling a cloak."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)