Crown Jewels

Chapter 228 Si Nian's Revenge

Fu Sinian quickly grabbed her hand and looked at her without blinking. The skin of the boy under his fingers felt real, bringing Shen Lanqing's vague consciousness back to reality.

She seemed to realize at this moment that not only the warmth of the boy's grinning white teeth was in front of her eyes, but also the fine rain on her head. The bright light gradually dimmed, and the warmth I felt when I was close to the sun was all turned into dust that shrank in the dark and hated myself.

Shen Lanqing's gaze was slowly drawn away from Fu Sinian's body, and she let go of the young man's hand, her tone was very weak and light, with firmness that could not be rejected.

"You go—"

The voice drifted in the night wind, but it was clearly poured into the young man's ears with the wind.

Fu Sinian's back was stiff, and the soreness in her heart made her throat choke. Fu Sinian's eyes were full of helplessness, and she knelt down in the mud in front of her, but she never thought that she was holding her breath. After saying this, she directly Fell into the boy's chest.

Fu Sinian's Adam's apple rolled, swallowing the turbulent emotions, and the hand around Shen Lanqing's waist tightened, with indisputable stubbornness.

Reason told him not to care, but just now, in her eyes, he clearly saw fear, panic, rejection and low self-esteem, followed by deeper self-loathing and evasion. The turbulent emotions can swallow up people's reason. guilt.

"Sorry...sorry..."

The young man pressed against her cheek, the corners of his red eyes were about to burst, taking advantage of the occasional white light from the sky, he contained suppressed violent emotions, his voice trembled in the wind and rain.

"It's all my fault, I'm late!"

If back then...if he hadn't been fussy with her back then, if he had been stalking her as usual, and had the cheek to give her a ride, things wouldn't have developed to what they are now, causing her to be humiliated and humiliated by others Trampling, broken self-esteem!
At the same time, in the darkness of the muddy puddle, the unconscious man on his back opened his heavy eyes, his voice was piercingly flustered, and the subconscious murmur sounded, and with the night wind, it reached Fu Sinian's ears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm here to save you, to save you..."

The man lying in the puddle was disheveled, Fu Sinian's eyes suddenly froze.

The young man slowly put down Shen Lanqing in his arms, lifted the Xiuchun knife in the puddle, and walked towards You Zhi step by step in the darkness of the night.

His back slammed against the tree trunk, shaking off the rainwater all over his face, pouring all of it on the top of You Zhi's head, which made him tremble suddenly, as if he was afraid of something, unconsciously repeating unconsciously begging for mercy.

"No, it's not what I want, I want to save you, Lan Qing, I want to save you—"

Fu Sinian's eyes were deep, and his eyes moved down to his slack waist, and he heard the word "Lanqing" next to his ears, as if the volcano burning the lava had encountered a vent.

The young man pulled You Zhi's hair out of his stretched scalp, and slammed his head hard on the tree trunk behind him. The violence in his eyes seemed to set the night on fire, and then he clasped Jiang Shan's neck tightly with his right hand, making him turn blue He regained some sanity in an instant.

"is that you?"

"Say!" The boy's throat erupted with a stern roar, drawing purple thunder from the sky.

Then, Fu Sinian's eyes sharpened, he raised the scabbard and pulled out the Xiuchun knife in his hand. The blade cut through the stagnation of the night, tore the rain curtain, and directly cut the bloodstain on You Zhi's arm. The pain of tearing the skin made You Zhi He screamed in pain, his face was distorted by the pain, and You Zhi looked at Fu Sinian beside him, unwilling and frightened.

"Fu Sinian, you're fucking here for Lao Tzu's aftermath. Didn't you ask who did it?"

You Zhi nodded fiercely, spitting blood out of his mouth.

"Okay, let me tell you, it's all done by Jiang Shan, don't you have the guts?"

"You fucking have the guts, if you have the guts, go pick up a knife and deal with Jiang Shan like this!"

Fu Sinian's eyes were gloomy, the rain slid across the blade in the young man's hand, like a ghost that took people's lives at night, he gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.

"Did you do it?"

When these words came out, You Zhi's excited emotions instantly became tense. Facing the dark eyes of the young man, if he lied, he would not be convincing at all.

The panic on his face betrayed You Zhi, Fu Sinian turned the blade, stared fiercely, and cut open the muscles of You Zhi's thigh, the blood instantly seeped into the rain, seeing the blood, the blade completely restrained You Zhi, and the roaring words spilled out of his throat.

"You... you, listen to me about Fu Sinian—"

"I did this...I did this for Miss Shen. At that time, I would have done otherwise."

"He, he's going to let those people go up and humiliate Lan Qing. I, I did this to protect Miss Shen—" the words finally turned into a complete pleading.

"Lan Qing, Lan Qing, she won't blame me, without me, he would be killed by everyone, everyone..."

You Zhi's words seemed to let Fu Sinian see with his own eyes that Shen Lanqing, whose hands and feet were bound, endured the filth and filth in pain and despair.

Holding the handle of the knife, Fu Sinian let You Zhi's explanation fall into his ears, and in the end, he only murmured.

"So...you did that too."

These words fluttered, barely audible in the sound of rain, but the moment the young man raised his eyebrows, his expression was as bloodthirsty as a Shura.

Fu Sinian was determined to meet You Zhi's eyes, and then the Xiuchun knife pointed down, sharply towards You Zhi's body...

The shrill howl resounded through the dense forest, Fu Sinian did not blink, but slowly retracted the blade, and the corner of the flying fish robe was submerged in the mud splashed with blood.

The young man slowly came to the unconscious Shen Lanqing in front of the banyan tree, gently hugged her in his arms, buried her head in his chest with his right hand, and pressed the corner of his lips against her ear, silently comforting her.

"never mind--"

The night seems to be unable to wait for the dawn, crying forever in the wind and rain.

Fu Sinian carried Shen Lanqing into the official road, looked at the deserted avenue, although he tried his best to shield her from the wind and rain with his shoulders, but the woman's face was still dripping with water, and she was thrown on her side in the depths of the jungle Dead horse, already in the dark of night I'm angry.

The dripping rain was dense, finally waiting for the horseshoe between the hooves on the official road.

The faint light of the Ye Mingzhu in the team seemed to finally overwhelm the momentum of the endless night.

Qi Yuan on the horse reined in, through the faint light of the night pearl, he vaguely saw the staggering young man in the hazy rain, with a finger-thin rein tied around his waist, directly around his back, leaning forward and taking steps Difficult, the Xiuchun knife in his hand inserted into the mud with his movements.

The bulging muscles of Fu Sinian's arm tugged vigorously, causing the somewhat broken carriage behind him to follow Yu Yu's pace, leaving glaring long marks on the asphalt official road.

In the faint light, the young man had firm eyebrows and eyes, wiped off the rainwater from his face, and calmly looked at the people and horses speeding on the official road.

Not only Qi Yuan, but also the guards from Dali Temple who came here to run errands, I am afraid that they will never forget the staggering young man in the rain curtain, trying his best to let the huge wooden carriage soaked in rain pass through the reins in the middle , against his back.

With the faint light of the night pearl, Fu Sinian clearly saw Qi Yuan on the horse, his stiff and dull eyes flickered, and joy burst out of despair.

"never mind--"

The boy put down the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and rushed towards the broken carriage behind him.

Fu Sinian picked up Shen Lanqing who was inside, pressed the corner of his lips against her forehead, propped the corners of her red eyes, and murmured comfortingly.

(End of this chapter)