night enchanting

Chapter 57
The two hugging each other, fell rapidly.The wind blew across the face, whistling in the ears, and it was painful.

Nangong Ye hugged her arms tightly.But he saw the person in his arms smiling sadly.What filled her eyes was not the fear of death, but a kind of blunt pain, as if she was being tortured to cut out her heart.He only felt a suffocation in his chest, her pain excluded him from her world, what else did she have that he didn't know about?
Looking down, there is a vast expanse of whiteness like fog, with no bottom to be seen. This cliff is indeed high enough and dangerous enough.However, a void of pitch-black color suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff, like a sandwich, separated from the outside world by a huge rock slab.Without thinking too much, the instinctive reaction was to snatch her with one hand and still hold the sword tightly, and to draw all the way down the cliff wall, and when a crack appeared, he plunged deep into it.Maybe dying like this is the best ending for him, but if there is a chance of survival, he wants her to live.Even though they are alive, they still need to face those knots that cannot be untied, but those are no longer in his consideration. At this moment, he only wants her to live well.

The bodies of the two people were shaken violently due to the rapid fall, and they hung in mid-air.The numbness in his arm made him frown slightly, and he hugged her slender arm tightly, with some difficulty.Originally, he had a back injury, but the wound was torn apart, and he couldn't help but gasp.Looking down at the person in her arms, she panted slightly, "Mo'er... hold me tight."

Rumo was stunned, and quickly stretched out her arms to hug him, but her hand felt the sticky warmth on his back, her heart trembled, one of her hands lost strength, and her body slid down.Nangong Ye just wanted to catch his breath, but he didn't expect that she would let go of her hand suddenly. He was horrified, and grabbed her down with one arm, and brought her back into his arms.In addition to being frightened, he held his breath in his chest and could no longer vomit it out.Because of this force, more blood gushed out from the wound, and the pain intensified, but he didn't seem to notice it.

Ru Mo's hands didn't know where to put them, because every place she touched was wet, and her palms were already shockingly bright red, and finally she clung to his shoulders, her panting voice trembling slightly, He said, "Ye, are you... injured?" He knew it was true, but he still asked. His injury must be caused by her.

The blood on Nangong Ye's face gradually faded, but he smiled comfortingly, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine, it's your injury... it hurts, right?"

He looked at her with heartbroken eyes, that sword pierced deeply.With the injuries of the two of them, even if they could safely fall into the dark hole in the interlayer, if there is no wound medicine, it may not be easy to survive.

When Rumo heard her mentioning her injury, her eyes dimmed instantly.No matter how painful the injury on the body is, how can it compare with the pain in the heart.Thinking of the woman who stabbed her, her mother, felt like suffocating.Why is all the sorrow in her life created by her alone?He thought he could avenge Weilan Qinzhen and Can Ge, but unexpectedly, the truth was revealed, it was so cruel.How could she deal with her? However, she couldn't bear to kill her, but she stabbed the sword into her body without hesitation. Even though she didn't know her identity, so what?Ten years ago, she knew that it was her daughter, and she was still cruel and decisive. Now, it is just a repetition of the tragedy ten years ago.

Looking at his increasingly pale face, struggling to hold the hilt of the sword, and supporting the bodies of the two of them hard, his heart felt sore, he was seriously injured, how long can he last with such support.Looking at the dark place next to the rock below, her body has already lost strength from such a long distance, if he jumps over with her in his arms, how likely is he to survive?It's better to give him a little more hope.

Perhaps death, for her, is a good destination, even a relief, at least it can end the pain of this life and end this tragic fate.If there is an afterlife, she just wants to be an ordinary person, live an ordinary and happy life, without conspiracy or harm.

She raised her eyes to face him, raised her lips, smiled sweetly, and said in a clear voice, with a hint of sadness, "Ye... Take care." She opened her arms and let herself fly.

Nangong Ye was measuring the distance to that layer of rock, but unexpectedly she let go of her hand suddenly, panicked in her heart, and exclaimed, "Mo'er...don't!"

Hastily stretched out his hand to grab her, but her body had already slid down, his hand stretched desperately, but only held one wrist.He didn't understand why she suddenly chose to give up the last chance in her life. Is there nothing in this world worthy of her nostalgia?
He tightly grasped her wrist, and her falling body made his movements more difficult, but he couldn't let go, he had to make sure whether she was unloved, or just wanted to win a chance for him.If there is nothing to love in life, he is willing to let go and die with her.If he leaves the chance of survival to him, then he will tell her that if she is not here, he will not live alone.

"Mo'er, have you thought about it? There is really no one in this world worthy of your nostalgia?"

Nostalgic person?does she have it?have!Yi Yu, Can Ge, Wan Li, Luan Yun...everyone is very important to her, and they are people she can't let go of.But the most important thing is... Yixiao, her brother.The scene ten years ago made him sad for ten years and closed his feelings.And they had just met each other not long ago, yet again they witnessed her death with their own eyes. How long will he be in pain for this scene?She would rather he never knew that the murderer was their mother.He may hate, but hatred is tens of millions of times better than this kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and cannot be vented.

She wanted to live, and only by living could she calm his pain.

Nangong Ye looked at what passed in her eyes, grief, reluctance, nostalgia, and finally a strong desire for survival.Who is it that makes her so sad?

The hand holding her wrist tightened even more. No matter who she couldn't let go of at this last moment, as long as she wanted to live, he would do his best to keep her alive.With a pale smile, he said firmly, "Mo'er, hold on to me."

Ru Mo held his wrist and nodded heavily.The gaze of firm belief is to entrust one's life completely.

He measured the distance to the rock slab with his eyes, and with one hand he pulled her up forcefully, and with the other hand, he drew back his sword, and the body that landed quickly embraced her, leaning against the cliff with the tip of the sword, and moving towards her. Leaping over to a dark spot in the rock slab.

I thought it was vitality, but unexpectedly, it was another cliff, and I couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Hugging the person in his arms tightly, the tip of the sword slid all the way down as a buffer. After a long time, when he felt the moist soil breath coming from below, he turned over while holding her, and placed her on top, letting his body She is on her back to soften the impact she will receive when she hits the ground.

"boom!"

The sound of the violent collision between the body and the ground echoed in this cave-like space, the wound on the back rubbed against the cold ground, the internal organs seemed to be displaced, the severe pain hit, and he lost consciousness unstoppably.The person in his arms, no matter how tightly he hugged him, was still bounced off by the violent impact and thrown aside.

At this time, Duanxinya got up coldly and awkwardly, and jumped onto the cliff.Looking in the direction of Ru Mo Luoya, towards the edge of the cliff, step by step, walking with vain steps.The sword in his hand dragged on the ground, drawing a long trace.The elegant face lost all expression after excessive grief.

Yan'er...his Yan'er fell off the cliff in front of him again, and he was still helpless.

Why?Why...he couldn't protect the person he wanted to protect?That's the only person he wants to protect!The pain I experienced ten years ago, why do I have to experience it again ten years later?Since he couldn't protect her, what was he still doing alive?
The woman in red looked at him as if she had lost her soul, approaching the edge of the cliff little by little, panicked, and quickly reached out to grab his arm, and said in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

"What I want to do has nothing to do with you." Leng Yixiao looked coldly at her hand that was holding his arm, the familiar voice at first, but at the moment he heard it, but he didn't feel it.He couldn't hear the concern and tension in her words, and didn't think about why she repeatedly put Yan'er to death, tried every means to frame his father, but treated him differently. At this moment, he only knew that it was this woman who stabbed her. He killed his Yan'er with a sword, and knocked her off the cliff, making his life gray again.

angry?Not only anger, but also hatred, in an instant, it was already deep in my bones.Ten years ago, the person who hurt Yan'er was his mother. He could not avenge Yan'er. Ten years later, this woman, even if he knew she was no match for her, he still wanted to fight.

The woman in red looked at the hatred in his eyes through the white gauze, and felt a pain in her heart, does he hate her?For that woman, his hatred for her was so strong that it seemed that cutting her into pieces would not be able to vent his hatred.Seeing the sudden stabbing sword, she didn't dodge it, nor did she block it with the sword, because her hand holding the sword was holding his arm tightly at this moment, but her body was slightly tilted, and the part that was originally stabbing at the chest The sword plunged into the shoulder.

She bit her lip and let out a muffled snort.The sharp pain made her frown tightly, and she couldn't relax. Looking at him, there was no complaint, only a mother's worry about her child.The hand holding his arm trembled, and the fingertips turned white, but there was no looseness at all.She didn't dare to let go. At this moment, he was standing on the edge of the cliff, and the aura exuding from his body was the sadness and despair of being unloved. She was afraid that if she let go, he would immediately jump off.Therefore, she would rather accept his sword.

Don't blame him!It was she who knew that the woman was someone he cared about, but she still killed him mercilessly, complaining only complaining, a trick of fate, that woman blocked her way of revenge.Looking down, she looked at the bright red blood flowing out from the blade and falling on her bright red clothes. The same dazzling color instantly merged into one.The helpless and sad tears finally slipped down and merged with them, making it impossible to distinguish what is blood and what is tears.

Leng Yixiao stared at her blankly, gradually calmed down, and began to think about all kinds of suspicious things.Wu Xie's intentions are everywhere, only defending but not attacking.She stopped him from jumping off the cliff, and would rather receive a sword from him, but she clung to him tightly and wouldn't let go.What exactly is this for?How many people in this world care so much about his life?

"Master!" Wu Xie rushed over in shock.Looking at the blood that kept gushing out, it was shocking.With severe pain in his heart, he stared at Leng Yixiao angrily.He actually hurt her!How dare he hurt her!Even if he is someone the master cares about.When the palm that was secretly accumulating internal strength was slapped, the woman in red felt the anger and murderous aura emanating from him, and immediately stopped, saying: "Stop! Wu Xie... have you forgotten what I said? Hurt him!" , is to hurt me."

Those two gazes, even through the white gauze, could still feel her firmness.Wu Xie shook his body, stopped, raised his palm in the air, slowly bent his knuckles, clenched into a fist, and slowly lowered it.

Leng Yixiao was shocked, that voice...why is it so familiar?She said, hurting him is hurting her!Who is she?Who else would value his life more than his own?who else...

Why is this... Who can tell him, what is this for?
He staggered and backed away.The woman in red was startled, ignoring her own injury, she pushed him in the opposite direction with one hand, due to the excessive movement, one was injured and the other was distracted, both of them fell to the ground fiercely.Wu Xie hurried over to support her, and said nervously, "Master...you..."

She slightly raised her hand to stop her, and said weakly: "I...it's fine." The gauze cap on her head fell to one side after being thrown, like snow-white silk scattered on her shoulders, dyed bright red, dazzling and shocking.

Leng Yixiao stared blankly at the still young and stunning face. Over the years, although she hated it, she had been searching for it secretly. She never expected that when she saw it today, it would be like this.It was her again who hurt Yan'er, and now Yan'er can only hurt her by someone she cares about.No wonder she clearly had the upper hand, but she was suddenly hit by the sword and fell off the cliff.

So it turns out... so it turns out!Why is the reality always so cruel, it beats people to pieces.

"It's you again...it's you again! Why? Why is it you?! Why..." Angrily asked, unwilling to believe, but had to believe.

Hearing his sad tone, the woman in red called out with infinite distress: "Xiao'er, I..."

He interrupted sharply: "Don't call me! You... are not worthy. You know, I would rather... your sword pierces my heart, and I would rather your palm... fall off the cliff, and it's me body. But, why... not me? Why, if her?"

She lowered her eyes and murmured softly: "I am your mother, you know... I will not hurt you."

"But you have already hurt me." He cut off coldly.She said that she was his mother, but how could there be such a cruel and heartless mother in the world. "Please, don't tarnish my mother's image in my mind, she is gentle and kind, how can she be so... cruel and heartless like you."

Yes, she used to be gentle and kind, but the cruelty of fate turned her into what she is now. All of this was not what she wanted.After so many years, who knows her suffering?Who understands her pain?Who will forgive her regret?Covering his chest with his hands, he coughed heavily, traces of blood spilled from the corners of his lips, dripped down his white chin, and stretched into lines.

There was pain in Leng Yixiao's eyes, and he turned his head, not looking at her.The white hair on her head, even if it is a proof of remorse, cannot atone for the sins she committed, and the blood she coughed up, how can it be compared with the lost life.If it is said that losing and finding is happiness, then gaining and losing again will double the pain after happiness.

"You said, you won't hurt me? But, you are trying your best to get rid of the person I care about. Isn't this... hurt? It was my sister who was killed, and my father who was designed to frame him, and the murderer... ...But it was my mother. Kill everyone I care about, and leave me alone. I can't kill my enemies, I can only suffer for the rest of my life." With a painful voice, a sarcastic smile, and misty eyes... He, coldly, There were moments when I was so sad that I wanted to cry.Taking a deep breath, he said quietly, "I must be... the saddest person in this world. Should I thank you for your kindness, or should I... hate your cruelty?"

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Apart from this sentence, she no longer knew what to say.His sorrow, his despair, are so deep and so strong. "It's mother... I'm sorry..."

Leng Yixiao closed her eyes, her mind was full of those pictures, flickering back and forth.Every one of them is Yan'er's figure, that sword piercing her stomach, that falling cliff's figure, which can't be lingered away.Ten years ago, she still exclaimed in disbelief, but ten years later, she just smiled sadly.At that moment, because she recognized her, she was unable to make a move, and as a result, she was knocked off the cliff by her mother again. Compared with the last time, she pierced her belly with a sword.If he is so desperate, how sad is she?
Standing on the ground, he stood up and walked in front of her.With his back to her, in a cold and decisive tone, he said: "From now on, I will no longer be your son. I will bid farewell today, goodbye... I am an enemy. Take care, Jin-King-Queen-Queen."

He couldn't understand that she killed her daughter with her own hands because her father married another, yet she married another and became the empress of a country.Her ambition, her ruthlessness, and all the plots she had set up made him feel that she was no longer the gentle and kind mother she used to be.And such a mother, he can no longer recognize.He will go to look for Yan'er, he believes that she must still be alive, if Yan'er is really... dead, then he can't kill her to avenge Yan'er, he will use all means to destroy the power she has worked so hard to build.

But after all, he wasn't cruel enough and didn't tell her that she killed her own daughter once again.If it was the first time with white hair, what will happen this time?He didn't want her to die yet.

Wu Xie stood aside in a daze.Leng Yixiao turned out to be her son!No wonder she cared about him so much, it turned out to be like this.Gently supporting her body, he looked at her with heartache and worry.

She looked at her son's determined back, and his ruthless words echoed in her ears.

He said he was no longer her son...

He said, goodbye is the enemy...

He called her, Queen of the Kingdom of Jin...

"Cough, cough, cough..." The sad smile on her lips was accompanied by a violent cough, a heart-piercing feeling. She had been experiencing it for the past ten years, but it was not as violent as this moment.The blood that kept overflowing from the mouth couldn't be stopped no matter what, and finally he couldn't catch his breath and fainted.

"master--"

Yin Xiangyuan.The rocks on all sides are broken, and they extend to the middle at the highest point, but they are not closed, leaving only a long trace of the blue sky. A fairyland that accidentally fell into the world.The walls of the rock are warm, making this world like spring all the year round.

In the abyss forest, shrouded in mist, apricot blossoms are everywhere, and a faint fragrance lingers in the air, seemingly absent.In the flowing water of the Quxi River, the exposed bluestone slabs are as smooth as jade, which is unbearable to step on.

Wooden houses and bamboo houses do not have the prosperity and delicacy of the world, but they are quiet and elegant in simplicity.

"Master Nan, go and have a rest, I will help you take good care of this girl." A beautiful woman, dressed in a white and green dress, looked at the woman sitting sideways in front of the bed with a gentle expression and looked so handsome. There are men in the mortal world, and their caring is beyond words.

I saw that his face was bloodless, his eyes were bloodshot all over, and because of his serious injury, he had been guarding the unconscious but still stunningly beautiful woman lying on the bed for three days and three nights without sleep, no matter how hard he refused to close his eyes, at this moment His body and mind must have been exhausted.Not knowing who this woman was to him made him so nervous.

She grew up in this place since she was a child, and she hasn't seen many people in the past ten years.Now, facing such a man, she actually feels a little distressed for no reason.

Four days ago, when she was collecting medicine, she accidentally found these two people and rescued them.Both of them were seriously injured. The young man who claimed to be surnamed Nan woke up the next day.And that woman, although the sword wound on her body was serious, but after her treatment, it was no longer life-threatening, but she has not woken up to this day, probably because her head hit the rock.The injury on the head can be big or small, she has learned some medical skills and pharmacology from her father, but she is not proficient, so she dare not do it without authorization, so she can only wait for her father to come back.Every year at this time, Dad would go to pay respects to his mother's grave, and it would take seven days at least, or ten days at most. Now, ten days have passed, and he should be back soon.

The man sitting by the bed and the woman lying on the bed are Nangong Ye and Rumo who are Luoya.

Nangong Ye heard the words of the woman in green, but did not take her eyes away from Ru Mo's face, and said in a somewhat polite and indifferent voice: "Miss Yun's kind intentions, I appreciate it, but there is no need." He wants to guard her personally, no one else needs to do it for him.

(End of this chapter)