In other words, it was her who prematured their death. Her hands were also covered with their blood.
Su Qian suddenly felt that all the internal organs were churning. She couldn’t help vomiting, and she vomited in a daze, almost spitting out bile. Lian’er cooked her acupuncture tea. She drank it and felt better. She finally stopped vomiting, but she was tired all over and had no strength. She felt extravagant when she was nestled on the soft couch and even opened her eyes.
It was not until late at night that Chu Yuan returned to the prince’s mansion. He did not go to Longyuan Pavilion and went directly to Su Qian’s room. Su Qian and Yi were lying on the bed, not asleep. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they opened their eyes and saw him standing in the room, with a condensation air in their bodies, and a slight smell of blood.
Su Qian stood up and lit the light.
“Sit down.” She pulled his sleeve.
He stood still without moving.
She didn’t know what to do for a moment, and stood beside him and looked at him blankly.
His face turned ashen, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he no longer had the lightness of the past. He was sad, too. Su Qian thought, but in such a chaotic world, with desires and power rushing, who would have a better life?
She reached out and patted him on the shoulder, trying to comfort him, but she didn’t expect him to embrace her in her arms and would not allow her to struggle.
She reached out and pushed, his arms tighter, almost making her unable to breathe. She felt the trembling of his body, but she couldn’t do anything.
“Qianqian.” He called out hoarsely. He has always only called her sister Qian, and this is the first time he calls her name.
“Cousin.” She pushed him unhappily, and the force on her hands increased a lot.
“Only this time, okay, Qianqian?” He seemed to suppress his emotions with great force, and even his voice was trembling.
Su Qian was stunned and didn’t know what to do. She carried her hands in the air, either to retreat or to retreat.
Chu Yuan’s chin rested in her shoulder and whispered, “Qianqian, I’m so sad.”
Su Qian had never seen Chu Yuan like this before. He has always been a person who is not as sad as he is, even when his mother passed away, she had never seen him so sad. At that time, he seemed to be only twelve years old, but he was strong and tenacious and did not shed a single tear. Now after more than ten years of hardships and hardships, he has grown into a man with cold love and cold blood like Shura. Even if he is in the Hell Asura field, he can still be as beautiful as jade, and his blood will not blink.
But it’s always human beings, and people have times of weakness.
Su Qian let him hold it, unable to do any movement, and there seemed to be nothing to say, but she felt that all the words seemed too pale. Time froze in pain at this moment, and no longer flowed, binding the two of them tightly, even breathing was heart-wrenching.
Isn’t Su Qian sad? Although she was assassinated by that person, along the way from Su to Chu, she was assassinated by the darkness.I have suffered many times, but I am always related to blood. Although she rolled in bloody storm and had long abandoned her love, it was not that easy to cut off her blood relationship.
“Qianqian, 17,624 people, they are not unfamiliar people, but people who have close ties with me, relatives, friends, colleagues, people who watched me grow up, and people who hugged me when I was a child. Some of them are in their prime, some are literary and elegant, and some are extremely intelligent. They are all people who can be pillars of the country and benefit the people, but they all fall into hell because of the man’s own desires and are doomed because of the struggle for power between us. Qianqian, who personally sent them to the guillotine, I just think I am an executioner from hell, with my hands stained with blood and sins.” His voice was dull and trembling, as if it took a lot of effort to say a word.
Are so many people involved with him? Su Qian was also shocked. Emperor Chu is not a foolish and incompetent monarch, and Chu Yuan is the best among the younger generation. How could he let so many people make trouble under his nose?
She suddenly realized that the cancer did not grow to a certain level, and it could not be dug thoroughly if it was dug, and it would rekindle and grow wildly. He was waiting for the day when the cancer matured, and he was lifted up in one fell swoop, so that it would never have the possibility of recurrence. Or he used his hands to drive its growth. That’s why he’s so sad, right? He is the well-deserved first person to really send them to hell.
Behind the struggle for power are bones and blood. Su Qian felt that it was understandable about his approach. After all, being in that position, either you die or I die, you cannot tolerate a hint of compassion.
In fact, she is doing the same for the sake of the Su Kingdom.
Su Qian reached out and gently raised his face, as gentle as she could. She saw in his eyes that she had never felt hurt and vulnerability.
A gentle smile in her eyes, like the spring breeze and drizzle, warming Chu Yuan in an instant.
All the pain and trembling instantly dissipated like dark clouds, and Chu Yuan suddenly woke up.
It seems that nothing has happened, no longer as fragile as before. He took Su Qian’s hand, pulled her to the chair and sat down, poured two cups of tea, and gave it to Su Qian.