Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 298 Relief
The barbed arrow pierced through the palm of the hand and penetrated into the floor, and when it was pulled out again, another piece of flesh and blood was turned over.The hot blood slid down her fingertips, forming a strong contrast with the white skin, which hurt Ling Youyao's eyes, but she didn't intend to stop there.

Su Lingxi's face was distorted in pain, and she curled up and kept stepping back.But the carriage is only so big, where can she retreat?

"You, you dare to hurt me. When I go back, I will definitely not let you go!"

Ling Youyao bent the corners of her lips, as if sighing and whispered: "But, I never said I would let you go back."

This sentence was said very lightly, so light that it could be instantly washed away by the noisy sound of rain, but it happened like this, but it made Su Lingxi's back feel a chill.

Su Lingxi looked at the bloody arrow in her hand, and suddenly panicked: "You, what do you want to do?"

Ling Youyao picked up a corner of her skirt, wiped the blood off the arrow, and said to herself: "Actually, before I came, I went to the Imperial Hospital to get a bottle of poison for you. The name of the medicine is Yinzhen. I heard it is One of the ten most poisonous poisons in the world. After taking it, you will die within a quarter of an hour. I originally thought that if you know how to repent, I will let you die more quickly, but now it seems that you still don’t know repentance"

Hearing these words, Su Lingxi couldn't help trembling, her eyes were terrified: "You want to kill me?"

Ling Youyao paused, looked up at her, with a coolness in her dark eyes, and asked, "Don't you want to kill me too?"

"How dare you!" Su Lingxi suddenly raised her voice, "Ling Youyao, just wait for me, and when I go back, I will definitely make you pay back twice!"

As she spoke, she struggled to escape.

Seeing her struggling to survive, Ling Youyao curled her lips coldly, raised an arrow with her hand, and blood gushed out.

"Ah—" Su Lingxi's calf hurt, and she bent her body in pain, trying to cover her bleeding wound, but before she touched it, someone restrained her hand.

Ling Youyao's hands were stained with blood, but she didn't show any fear this time, she raised her hand to hold Su Lingxi's chin, and said softly: "Su Lingxi, you once said that I was cruel, but I said at that time, how can I compare with you?" Are you cruel? But this time, I want to answer your sentence again."

Su Lingxi was hit by two arrows in a row, even though she was extremely angry at the moment, she was powerless to fight back and could only stare at her bitterly.

The cold arrow tip moistened with warm blood, landed on Su Lingxi's delicate neck, pierced her skin with a little force, and slid down little by little, leaving a long and winding bloodstain.

Ling Youyao leaned into her ear and said, "I am indeed cruel, but only to you."

Su Lingxi threatened sharply: "Ling Youyao, if you dare to kill me, my aunt will definitely not let you go if she finds out!"

"The Empress Dowager?" She was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "The imperial doctor said that the Empress Dowager is not in good health and cannot be stimulated. Don't worry, no one will tell her about your death."

"Bitch! You, how dare you—" Su Lingxi trembled uncontrollably, trying to struggle.

Ling Youyao pinched her chin tightly, and said: "My sister is so good, but you killed her because of jealousy. If it weren't for you, my sister would not leave me, and my mother would not lock herself up in the Buddhist hall all day because of this. Middle. Su Lingxi, the one who really deserves to be damned is you."

Su Lingxi opened her eyes wide, her painful sobs were drowned in the boundless rain, her eyes turned pale with astonishment, her throat filled with fishy sweetness, and the vicious and cursing words could not be uttered after all.

The pain in the heart spread little by little, it turned out that it hurts so much when the sharp arrow passes through the body
Ling Youyao's fingers trembled slightly, her eyes seemed to be dyed red by the blood, half filled with tears and half filled with blood, she suddenly closed her eyes, only to see Ling Qing's quiet and gentle smile.

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The rain was murmuring outside the window, and the breath was filled with the smell of mud mixed with green grass, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in it.It rained for a long time, until the sky completely sank, and the rain gradually became lighter.

The rain dripped down the tile eaves and hit the bluestone slabs, intertwined with the deep and gentle chanting in the Buddhist hall.

Hongliu came out of the small kitchen with the simmering medicine in her hand, and just a few steps away, she saw a person coming from the courtyard in the rain.She stopped, looked intently, and said in surprise, "Second Miss, why did you come back in the rain?"

Ling Youyao, as if she had never heard of it, went straight to the Buddhist hall, without hesitation, pushed the door and entered——

The sound of chanting stopped abruptly, only the raindrops under the eaves continued.

The incense in front of the Buddha had already been broken, and Song Shi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as deep and calm as a secluded pool.Listening to the rapid and heavy breathing of the person behind her, one could feel her uneasiness and grief at this moment.

Ling Youyao stood at the door, her clothes were wet from the rain and fell heavily on her body, her face was pale, only her eyes were red.She still held the arrow in her hand, the blood at the tip of the arrow had been washed away, but the blood at the end was particularly glaring.

"mother"

Song's eyes froze, and when she turned around and saw her covered in blood, the Buddhist beads in her hand fell to the ground suddenly, and she stretched out her hand with difficulty: "Yao'er, what's wrong with you."

Ling Youyao fell in front of her with vain steps, tears welled up in her eyes, and sobbed: "Mother, I have avenged my sister."

Song's heart was shocked, and when he saw her bright red eyes, his heart seemed to be gripped by something, and he stroked her face with trembling hands, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Silly boy, it's all over."

Ling Qingwei's death was a great blow to the Ling family. Song's trapping herself in the Buddhist hall was not only saddened by Qingwei's death, but more for Ling Youyao.

She thought she would make Ling Youyao safe by cutting off everything with her own hands, but the facts told her that she was wrong
Mrs. Song wiped away the tears from Ling Youyao's face little by little. Seeing her crying and suffering, her heart ached so badly, she choked up and said, "Yaoer, don't cry, mother is here, it's mother's fault. Mother shouldn't take so long I don't see you."

These words were like the last drop of rain that broke down the embankment, and all the strength and reason collapsed at this moment.

The arrow fell out of her hand naturally, and Ling Youyao cried bitterly in her mother's arms, as if she wanted to vent her long-suppressed grief completely.

The thin back twitched slightly from crying, and the hot tears dripped down the cheeks, wet the mother's dress, and soaked the polished and round Buddha beads.The Buddha statue at the top lowered its brows and eyes in the rain and mist, and gradually revealed a kind and kind smile.

The beauty and sorrow of the past reappeared again. With tears in her eyes, Ling Youyao seemed to see Ling Qingwei smiling at her gently again, but this time she never left again...

The sound of the pattering rain gradually faded away, and the thoughts that were once brooding in my heart were also washed away with the rain.

In fact, Ling Youyao is the only person who can't let go from beginning to end
　Su Lingxi is officially offline, and Yaomei is happy to raise blood
　　
　
(End of this chapter)