Fortunate to know Qing peach noodles

Chapter 332 She Was Just Reluctant
Wei Qing frowned, but there was a faint smile on her lips. Just when she opened her mouth to say something, she was choked, and warm blood spilled out of her mouth.

His mouth was full, and his clothes were instantly stained red.

She said vaguely with cold sweat on her head: "It seems that it hurts a little..."

After she finished speaking, her forehead was weakly pressed against Yin Jing's chest, as intimacy as usual, her cold fingers rested on his wrist, and she said softly: "Yin Jing, I don't have the energy to detoxify you now. "

Yin Jing slowly stretched out his hand, hugged Wei Qing's head, pressed it against his heart, lowered his head and kissed her forehead forcefully, and said in a low voice, "I won't die, and you won't die either."

Wei Qing smiled silently, and suddenly said, "Su Yu, are you satisfied? What about the antidote?"

Even at the last moment of her life, what she was thinking about was Yin Jing's antidote.

"Why..." Su Yu asked in a daze, "Why are you doing this... Do you even want yourself for him?"

"Let me ask you, what about the antidote?" Wei Qing said, "You don't tell me, do you?"

While talking, Wei Qing raised his hand, and when Yin Fan was not expecting it, he firmly grasped the blade that pierced his chest.Immediately, her flesh and blood were bloody, she clenched her teeth, and hung her bloody hand weakly, to hold Yin Jing's poisoned hand.

The poison in his palm will be transmitted to her body through blood.

Su Yu was ruthless enough, but she was even more ruthless to herself.

She clasped Yin Xuan's hand tightly, her chin was stained red with sticky blood, she said frivolously, "At first I thought I could save him...but if this is the case, I have no choice but to die with him."

Unable to meet her like this, Su immediately surrendered and handed over the antidote.She would not eat until she saw Yin Jing recovering.

Su Yu coaxed her in a soft and panicked voice: "Wei Qing, I'll take you down the mountain, you come down the mountain with me, we'll go find the doctor..."

It's a pity that Wei Qing didn't respond to him. In her eyes and in her heart, Yin Cong was the only one.

Now that Yin Cong has not recovered, if he insists on killing Yin Cong, Wei Qing will not live alone.

However, anyone can die, he only wants her to live.

In the end, Su Yu turned around, full of grief, and staggered away step by step.

Wei Qing turned his body sideways and snuggled into Yin Cong's arms, it seemed that the pain was no longer there, only the coldness of the sky was left, chilling to the bone.

The figure in front of me came back and forth, vaguely.She insisted on the last touch of sobriety, and saw in a daze that Yin Jing was unsteadily picking her up and running down the mountain.

His poison has not been completely cured, Wei Qing stretched out his hand to touch it, his dark hair was sprinkled, and it was all wet with blood at some point.

While trying to keep his footing steady, Yin Cong tried to keep his feet steady, fearing that she would be knocked over and fall, while chatting with her pretending to be calm: "There are farmers at the foot of the mountain, don't be afraid, there will definitely be doctors in the village."

Wei Qing listened quietly.

In the past no matter where he went, no matter what he did, he always walked leisurely and leisurely, how can he be so vain and uncertain today.

Yin Jing couldn't wait for her answer, and growled almost frantically, "Wei Qing, speak up!"

Wei Qing twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and said: "I'm listening, it's rare to see Yin Dudu looking so flustered and angry, it's very fresh."

Wherever the two of them went, a string of bright red blood was left on the ground, dripping down from the corner of Wei Qing's skirt.

Almost half of her taupe-colored skirt was stained with blood, making her complexion look like a pure white porcelain doll.The sword was still stuck in her chest, and no one dared to touch it easily.

But it couldn't be stopped, she finally withered a little bit in his arms.

Yin Jing looked down at her, he only had her eyes on her, and walked with messy footsteps, whispering: "You should answer me, and whatever I say, you should answer me. Don't sleep, Wei Qing, don't sleep, don't close your eyes." Eyes, you know? I won't allow it."

Wei Qing half-closed his eyelids, his eyes narrowed a narrow slit, faintly flickering with streamers.From her angle, you can see Yin Zhen's face, she said: "I haven't seen enough, how can I be willing to shut it..."

She asked, "Yin Jing, do you want to marry me? Can I write Yin Jing's dead wife on the tablet in front of my grave in the future?"

Yin Jing's feet looked like a down and out man who had escaped from a desperate situation, but he suppressed his mouth and answered her as calmly as possible, "I won't be able to marry you after you die. How can you be my dead wife?"

Wei Qing spread his eyebrows and smiled palely, "Then we can't let others take advantage of this for nothing."

She thought it was the last time to chat with him, her voice was extremely soft, lingering in her ears, "It's really strange, I love myself the most, why should I block the sword for you, this thing is really depressing to wear on the chest..."

She stared at Yin Peng without blinking, as if she wanted to carve him into her bones, she murmured, "Probably because I'm too selfish, I would rather let you live in pain than let me live in pain .Actually, what I love the most is myself, not you... If you think about it more in the future, maybe you won't feel so uncomfortable."

She obviously still has a lot of things to do, and she still has a long way to go, so how could she die here.

But Wei Qing just felt a little regretful, not regretful.

If you do it all over again, no matter how many times you do it again, your body will probably think a little faster and throw itself into his arms.

It's nothing special, I just don't want him to die.

"Yin Xuan."

There was a crack in Yin Zhen's calm expression, and he finally showed a bit of pain, but he still replied slowly: "I'm listening, there is a farmer's house in front, and there is light."

"Yin Xuan."

Her voice was weaker and weaker each time, but she kept calling his name in a low voice, as if she had a sense of belonging and peace in her body and mind.

"I'm listening, I'm listening."

"Yin Jing," Wei Qing smiled, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and gradually lost his temperature.She slowly stretched out her hand, brushed against his shoulder lightly with difficulty, her fingertips trembled slightly, "It's snowing."

In the dark sky, snowflakes began to float all over the sky.

Yes, it's snowing.

I still remember the scene when it snowed at the beginning of last year, she stood under the light and brushed against his shoulder.

Will someone wipe the snow off his shoulders in the future?Will someone brush off the cold for him in the future?

Just thinking about it makes me sad.

She squinted her eyes, trying to reach out and caress Yin Xuan's face.

But that hand was full of blood, but he was afraid of dirtying his brows and eyes.

She never shed tears for anyone, even if a sword pierced her body, she never shed tears because of the pain.

But at this time, the red corners of the eyes were quietly condensed with tears.She watched the snowflakes fly on his clothes and hair, but she didn't have the strength to touch them.

Her eyelids closed slowly, and the hand that was stretched out in the air to caress his eyebrows finally fell down.

Yin Jing's footsteps suddenly stopped in the field.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, describing her as an evil ghost from hell, and said word by word: "Wei Qing, your mother's revenge has not been avenged, and your family has not been reborn. If you dare to die, I will praise the Wei family." God, trample the Miao family to the ground. Let you die without peace."

(End of this chapter)