Chapter 411 The Beloved
Li Shang wore a red dress and shuttled among the woods, he almost searched the entire mountain, but there was no sign of her.

Every time he searched, the place where his heart hurt a little.

As long as he thinks about the fact that she is gone, he can't wait to die with him!

Everyone is looking for her, Jun Qian has no martial arts, he can only try to remember every place he is looking for, and search for traces of her seriously.

Even if the green clothes were already stained with dirt, and the black hair was already extremely messy, without the appearance of the handsome young man in the past, he tried his best to open his eyes wide, lest he miss a trace of her.

Finally, on a moss-covered rock, Jun Qian saw the familiar corner of his clothes.

"Su... sister..." His heart tightened suddenly, and Jun Qian desperately crawled towards the extremely smooth stone. The moment his nails broke, he just frowned.

After finally grabbing the dark red corner of the clothes, I found...

It's just a piece of clothing...

The water was still rushing, so Jun Qian lay down on the moss-covered stone steps, clenching his teeth tightly to control the sob deep in his throat.

Why?

Why can you give your life for a Wen Ziyan, why?
"Ah!!" Jun Qian kept slapping the rocks, as if this was the only way to relieve the pain in his heart.

The night is very cold, and the evening wind is as cold as the heart.

This is how Wen Ziyan woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw a dark cave.

After moving his muscles and bones, Wen Ziyan endured the pain all over his body and sat up.

At that moment, all the memories flooded into my mind.

He remembered that he finally opened Su Qing's finger, and after it fell...

Yes, just a second before he passed out, His Highness hugged him and switched positions...

So, what about Your Highness?
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Wen Ziyan stood up hurriedly, ignoring his own pain, and looked around in a panic.

"Your Highness, where are you? Your Highness... Your Highness..."

His eyes froze for a moment, Wen Ziyan trembling all over, walked towards the person in the pool.

In the huge cave, there was a pool of water in the very center. Su Qing just lay there beside the pool, her face pale and covered in blood.

Wen Ziyan's throat was a little choked, and he knelt down tremblingly, and stretched out his fingers to feel the pulse in her neck...

After a long, long time, when Wen Ziyan was about to despair, he finally felt the warm pulsation of his fingertips.

Wen Ziyan's pair of purple pupils lit up in an instant, as long as there was still a breath left, he would have a solution.

Carefully picking up Su Qing, Wen Ziyan placed her directly on the huge rock. Since Su Qing suffered a knife wound on his back, Wen Ziyan also climbed up and asked Su Qing to sit cross-legged, lying on his shoulders .

His throat rolled slightly, Wen Ziyan closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, the only way to save you!"

Your Highness, a person with different eyes, as long as he truly loves someone, he can save her life.

The world only knows that people with different pupils have three grammes of fate, but they don't know...

If the person with different pupils sincerely wishes, how can he be willing to hurt the one he loves.

Your Highness, Ziyan has been lonely for a long time, and after enjoying your warmth, he no longer wants to live alone in the world.

(End of this chapter)

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