Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 299 Poisoning
The black blood flowing out slowly is a sign of poisoning, and looking at Yingjie's pale face and purple lips, the undercurrent under Ouyang Feixue's calm eyes became more and more turbulent, like a bottomless vortex. Get everything involved.

Xuanyuan Jue, I will recover all the debts you owe me!
The white and tender hands clenched into fists, with deep and shallow nail prints embedded in the palms, only the haze in the eyes dissipated, but was replaced by blood red.

Yingyue's shoulders twitched, but the crying had stopped.

She wiped away the tears on her face, her whole person seemed to have changed, there was no silly innocence in her eyes, but there was coldness and resentment.

Ouyang Feixue looked at her quietly, seeing her struggling to pick up Yingjie's body and walking forward aimlessly, the thin figure of her back made people feel distressed.

"Let her be quiet for a while." Xuanyuan Jingyi knelt down and gently embraced Ouyang Feixue into his arms. How could he not know how sad she, who was calm on the surface, would feel in his heart when Yingjie died. She is used to pretending to be strong and make herself strong.

Ouyang Feixue let him embrace her, and gently closed her eyes, but the corners of her eyes were dry and there was no trace of water.

Just this one time, just this time let yourself be a little weaker, after today, it will be even more cruel than today.

Greedyly sucking the warm breath from his body, Ouyang Feixue thought to herself, this would be a lifetime, but she still had too many things to do.

He opened his eyes again, with the same indifferent and calm eyes as before.

"Let's go." She pulled away from Xuanyuan Jingyi's embrace, and stood up from the ground, with a tall and straight figure, without a trace of being slumped or injured.

The snow-white dress was still as pure as snow, without any blood stains from the killing.

It's just that the floating figure was so unreal, which made Xuanyuan Jingyi feel uncontrollable panic.

Yingyue in front was still walking tirelessly, Ouyang Feixue and the others followed until they reached a hill.

On the hills, after the solar eclipse, the blue sky remains the same, the green grass is like this, and everything on the earth has not changed. It has become just the wastage and fate of this world. A competition is about to be staged slowly. In this bloody struggle, To last until the last moment.

The dandelions on the hills bloom brilliantly, and their snow-white tails come and go with the wind.

Yingyue gently put Yingjie on the ground, finally there was a trace of softness on her exhausted and haggard face.

"Yingjie, you like dandelions the most. From now on, this is where you will always live." Yingyue murmured softly, and in her bewildered eyes, when she saw the dandelions all over the mountain, she became angry.

Ouyang Feixue and Xuanyuan Jingyi stood quietly aside, they knew that Yingyue needed to be left alone at this time, and quietly sent Yingjie through the last journey of her life.

Pocket after pinch of loess, Yingyue's hands were already covered with blood, but she seemed unaware of the pain, and instead smiled brighter and brighter.

The smiling face reflecting the moon in the sun, as if she was about to follow Yingjie, made Ouyang Feixue feel pain in her heart.

After burying Yingjie with her own hands, Yingyue finally stopped.

Seeing her exhausted and slumped on the ground, Ouyang Feixue hurriedly stepped forward and applied the herbal medicine she had prepared on the wound. The bloody fingertips were beyond recognition, which made Ouyang Feixue feel very uncomfortable.

After carefully applying the herbal medicine, Ouyang Feixue said softly, "There is still a long way to go, for her, you have to persevere."

Yingyue's unfocused eyes slowly focused on Ouyang Feixue's face, and in a daze, Yingjie's words that Yingjie told her before she died came back to her ears.

Suddenly there was brilliance in her eyes, but the bitterness in her eyes still couldn't escape Ouyang Feixue's eyes.

"Miss, Yingyue will still protect you from now on, along with Yingjie's part of protection." The incomparably firm eyes were filled with sadness and desolation.

Ouyang Feixue nodded lightly, unable to say anything, she could only look at her quietly.

Of the original five people, now there are only four left, but they are so close to the palace, why Yingjie couldn't make it to the moment to go back.

Ouyang Feixue walked in the front, and she forcibly suppressed the mist in her eyes that was about to fall.

Yingjie's death was no less painful than Yingyue's, but she hid it well.

It was the dead of night again, not disturbed by nightmares, but awakened by Yingyue's weeping murmur, Ouyang Feixue quietly looked at Yingyue who kept calling Yingjie's name in her sleep, with a look of sadness in her eyes.

She secretly swore that the journey would not be too long, and there would not be too many casualties, and she would finish everything with her own hands.

After the dawn, Ouyang Feixue gradually fell asleep. When Yingyue woke her up, she called out habitually, "Yingjie?"

But when she saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, her expression froze, and she swallowed what she had just said in embarrassment.

"What time is it?" Ouyang Feixue frowned, blocking the bright light in front of her eyes with her hand.

Yingyue helped her to stand up, and said softly, "It's already noon, I saw you were sleeping soundly just now, and I didn't wake you up."

Ouyang Feixue noticed that when Yingyue was speaking, she was less playful than usual and more calm, and from her body, she seemed to see Yingjie's shadow.

She frowned unconsciously, she didn't want Yingyue to sink in the shadow of Yingjie's death.

"Yingyue, Yingjie has already left, you can't go on like this." Ouyang Feixue's sudden words made Yingyue startled.

But soon, Yingyue returned to normal, and the pain in her eyes gradually disappeared.

"Yingyue didn't." The sonorous and forceful answer made Ouyang Feixue's heart inexplicably tense, whether it was Yingjie or Yingyue, they had the same meaning to her.

Although Yingjie helped her a lot by her side, it didn't mean that Yingjie's existence was more important than Yingyue's. Seeing Yingyue's current state, she was very worried.

"Are you awake? Come, here." Xuanyuan Jingyi and He Jiajin ran out from the distant jungle, holding something in their respective hands.

Ouyang Feixue took the things wrapped in lotus leaves from Xuanyuan Jingyi's hands, and looked at him suspiciously.

The warm feeling made her open it, only to find that it was a cooked fish, which was still steaming.

"Thank you." The simple words made Xuanyuan Jingyi feel inexplicable. After getting used to her coldness, her gentleness and politeness could still move his heart so much.

"You're welcome." An unconscious smile spread across his face, this was his most understanding smile these days.

He Jiajin handed the same grilled fish in his hand to Yingyue, Yingyue's eyes were bright, and she also said thank you.

She, who was careless on weekdays, suddenly became polite and polite, which made everyone very uncomfortable.

But facing the searching eyes of Ouyang Feixue and the others, Yingyue's face was very calm, giving them the illusion that Yingyue had become another Yingjie.

Ouyang Feixue suddenly remembered the words Yingyue murmured in her dream, I want to be good, and I will take your share.

Could this be the way she lived for Yingjie?

Ouyang Feixue only felt that the tip of her nose was a little sore, she sniffed her nose lightly, and said softly to Xuanyuan Jingyi, "Let her go, it will make her feel better."

Xuanyuan Jingyi nodded lightly, and when he looked at Ouyang Feixue again, his eyes became less sad, as if he could also understand what Yingyue did.

The danger of the road became more and more obvious as they gradually approached the palace. Assassinations continued. Can they go back to see Xuanyuan Qiche intact.

He Jiajin has already noticed that the murderous intent is getting stronger and stronger along the way, and those men in black lurking in the dark may suddenly appear from somewhere at any time.

If something happened to Ouyang Feixue, he had no way to explain it to the little master.

Looking at the pure white not far away, He Jiajin sighed secretly.

Asking what love is in the world, some people choose to give up their lives and forget to die, while others choose to guard silently.

When Ouyang Feixue and Xuanyuan Jingyi were not paying attention, He Jiajin sneaked into the depths of the woods.

Seeing that there was no one around, he took out a small whistle from his pocket, put it near his mouth and blew it lightly, the sound echoed in the forest like the crowing of an oriole.

The chirping sound of a bird is not likely to arouse anyone's suspicion, but his movements caught the eyes of Yingyue not far away.

(End of this chapter)