I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 876 Sorry



Chapter 876 Sorry

Xiao Tianshi's blood-stained hand reached out with difficulty, trying to grab Cheng Ruoxue's skirt.

"The person in charge of this case back then was His Majesty's confidant, Lord Wang. Lord Wang only gave a slight hint, and the Duke of Sheng submitted the evidence. Otherwise, how do you think he became the Duke?"

“If you don’t believe me, go and investigate,” Xiao Tianshi said, blood gushing from his mouth. He was almost unable to speak, but he still managed to finish, “With Lord Wang above him, he wouldn’t dare destroy the evidence.”

After saying this, his body twitched, his eyes widened, and he fell completely silent.

His fingers, in the end, failed to touch the hem of her skirt.

Sheng Junyi tried to support Cheng Ruoxue's falling body, wanting to pick her up, but his legs were too weak to lift her. He didn't even dare to look at her face, only instinctively covering her wound with his hand.

"Ruoxue, Cheng Ruoxue, listen to me, I'll investigate for you, I'll avenge you, don't sleep, listen to me, listen to me,"

Sheng Junyi's voice trembled so much that she could barely hear herself, "I'll take you there, I'll take you to find Yangyang. She can cure you. If she can't, there's her master. I'll go find Wen Yu, I'll go find the Ghost Hand Doctor. You know the Ghost Hand Doctor, she's your aunt. You haven't had a chance to acknowledge her yet, right? I'll take you there. She can heal people even if they have to be disemboweled, she can definitely heal you too, really, really!"

Cheng Ruoxue looked at him with a smile, but the blood in her mouth caused her to gag instinctively, her voice muffled and broken.

"Ayi, I'm so sorry."

Cheng Ruoxue's consciousness had reached its limit; her vision was no longer able to see his face clearly, and even her breathing had lost its weight.

Sheng Junyi staggered several times before finally picking her up, but Cheng Ruoxue's hand had already fallen heavily to her side.

Sheng Junyi's tears fell even before he realized what was happening. His knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground. In a panic, he pulled Cheng Ruoxue into his arms, took out a paper package, took out a peach blossom pastry, and stuffed it into her hand, trying to hold her hand in his.

"Peach blossom pastry, the peach blossom pastry you wanted, I bought it and I'm holding it in my arms, it's still warm!"

“You usually just smell it but never taste it. When I asked you, you said you were allergic to peach blossoms and could only smell them lightly.”

"Liar, liar!"

How could you lie to me?

"You never, ever thought of waiting for me, did you?"

During those years when they were both the loneliest and most lost, they embraced each other tightly. How could he not know that if she really wanted to wait for him, she wouldn't have secretly come to see Xiao Tianshi? She knew perfectly well that with his skills, the few people Xiao Tianshi brought were nothing to fear. She knew all of that.

But she still didn't wait for him.

He had never considered marrying her before, because he knew that since both families were military officers, they could not form a marriage alliance if they did not want to incur the Emperor's wrath. He could not ruin his elder brother's career in the Northwest, and she could not bring trouble to the Cheng family either.

They were destined never to be together from the very beginning.

He knew this, so he never even entertained such a thought.

She knew this, so she indulged in pleasure with him to her heart's content, but never thought of staying with him forever.

He cast aside the shackles of kinship and family background, choosing a path that would lead to a future with her, but she remained trapped in hatred, unable to control her mind and body.

For her, getting the answer transcended the meaning of her own existence; she had long, long ago abandoned herself.

Snowflakes began to fall from the dark sky at some unknown time.

Sheng Junyi pulled Cheng Ruoxue into his arms.

"Cheng Ruoxue, if only you were just Cheng Ruoxue."

He can overcome any obstacle that seems insurmountable, and he can avenge the grudge she desires.

But he couldn't calm the swamp in her heart.

He was the best martial artist in the world, yet he caused her to die at the hands of a cripple.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, and everything around became pitch black. Snowflakes gradually turned Sheng Junyi's long hair white.

……

Lu Yangyang sat by the window, pondering the missing parts of the Duke Rong's case, when she was suddenly awakened by a gust of cold wind.

She looked out the window and saw that the sky had completely darkened, and it had started snowing outside.

It's only the end of September, and there was just a heavy rain. How come it's snowing now?

Lu Yangyang frowned slightly, got up to close the window, and Pei Ji hurried over and met her gaze.

Lu Yangyang's heart sank. She closed the window and hurriedly went out the door. "What happened?"

Pei Ji said in a low voice, "Half an hour ago, the Second Young Master Sheng went on a killing spree in Xiling Lane, killing the heir of the Duke of Xiao. Miss Cheng died at the hands of the heir of the Duke of Xiao."

"What did you say?" Lu Yangyang suddenly looked up, thinking she had misheard.

Lu Yangyang lifted her leg and walked out, but subconsciously ran back to get the medicine box. "You stay here."

As she spoke, she walked out, then started running again after a few steps, ignoring the blinding wind and snow, and ran all the way to Xiling Lane.

Lu Yangyang stood in front of Sheng Junyi, who was kneeling on the ground, holding Cheng Ruoxue, and stuffing peach blossom pastries mixed with blood into his mouth. He seemed oblivious to the fact that he couldn't eat a single bite.

His scattered black hair was almost half white, whether from the snow or from exhausting his hard work, it was hard to tell.

As he put the last bite of the peach blossom pastry into his mouth, he suddenly gagged and vomited a mouthful of thick blood.

"Second Brother," Lu Yangyang squatted down, "I'm sorry I'm late."

Looking at Cheng Ruoxue's pale face, Lu Yangyang's tears fell one by one. At this moment, the speculations that she had previously thought were impossible were now becoming clear.

"My aunt said she had a niece named Rong Xueyin who died young. Is that Sister Cheng?"

"Hmm." Sheng Junyi finally broke free from his immersive world, and after a moment of daze, carefully handed Cheng Ruoxue to Lu Yangyang. "Help me take her to Madam Rong's courtyard in the Rong Prince's Mansion. After waiting for so many years, she must really want to go home."

"Don't forget the peach blossom pastry in your hand. I'll try one for her, and take the rest back for her to give to her mother."


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