Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 793 That's it...

Chapter 793: That's it...

Nalan Xueyi finished this sentence slowly, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she walked away step by step, step by step, her back was disorganized, with a strong sense of exhaustion and powerlessness, not as usual upright and buoyant.

Ling Xiyue looked at it, feeling sour.

She fell to the ground helplessly, covering her cheeks with her hands.

How did I get to such a dilemma step by step?
If Xueyi had really prepared Frost Snow Ganoderma for her, then she would really be damned for hurting Xueyi so much, and taking whatever she wanted in the name of love.

How could she do this!
Ling Xiyue once again fell into deep self-blame, pressed her slender hands to her temples, and smiled wryly, "What did I do..."

She was like a villain with a sharp sword in her hand, hurting the man who was dedicated to her time and time again, regardless of Xue Yi's scarred and broken heart, just for her own freedom and to get rid of the bondage.

Ling Xiyue couldn't help asking herself again, did she really want to let down such a snow suit?

At this time, Ling Xiyue remembered a sentence Rong Pei said: There are many things in this world that are far more important than love.

Maybe she is really too selfish, tolerant of those she loves, and so cruel to those she doesn't love, but what did Xue Yi do wrong, to bear her hurt again and again?

How could she deserve the love of others?

For the sake of herself, she has no hesitation, but she can't see the blood dripping from the people behind her.

Thousands of thoughts in Ling Xiyue's eyes converged into two storms, tearing her apart constantly, making her feel like her heart would be torn in two!

There was a sharp pain like a needle prick in my head again!

It was as if something sharp stabbed in from the position of her temple, and from the broken hole, the cold wind swarmed in, making her tremble and shrink into a ball instantly.

She can ignore herself, but Xuan Ye, she really can't ignore it, can't stop thinking about it, don't read it, at least she can't just watch him die.

If he was well, maybe he wouldn't worry so much?
in case……

When this thought popped up, she felt a little suffocated.

She was saying that if...after she saved Xuan Ye, she drew a line with him and walked on with Xue Yi properly, would it be able to make up for the harm she did to him?
Wrong time, wrong identity.

The acquaintance and encounter between her and Xuan Ye was a mess.

"Hmm..." Ling Xiyue covered her head and fell to the ground with a painful groan.

All kinds of strange images flickered in my mind, beating as fast as a movie, Ling Xiyue curled up like a shrimp, struggling in pain, not only the piercing pain, but also the tearing in the depths of the soul.

What should she do, who can save her?
God, why did you make such a joke with her!
It was the first time Ling Xiyue was so helpless, but the only thing she knew was that she could no longer hurt Xue Yi, and she could no longer step on that man's riddled body to pursue her own freedom.

She knew that she was not a good person, but she couldn't do such an evil thing without any guilt.

I don't know how long it took, the sharp pain in her head gradually dissipated, Ling Xiyue was dripping with sweat, and her whole body was limp on the ground, her hair seemed to be soaked in water, sticking to her temples, and falling down her pale cheeks.

Ling Xiyue stared blankly at the dome of the book pavilion, not wanting to move.

Afterwards, she quietly closed her eyes, allowing the surrounding darkness to swallow her up, as if she had fallen into a dark abyss.

That abyss was like the mouth of a savage beast, and she, amidst the ups and downs, kept falling, falling, endlessly... without seeing any dawn.

The surroundings were noisy, and countless voices exploded in her ears.

But this world is obviously very quiet, and she seems to be able to clearly hear the sound of warm springs in the distance.

After a long, long time, Ling Xiyue slowly opened her eyes, her eyes darkened.

This time, she really stood on the edge of the cliff.

Further, there is no way out.

And this small step requires countless scolding and questioning, she doesn't care about these, so why does she care about others?The hardest thing is to betray and hurt Xue Yi who treats her sincerely.

So be it……

How she is is not so important anymore.

Ling Xiyue stood up slowly from the ground, staggered a bit, and managed to stand still.

She couldn't remember how she got out. When she walked out of the cliff, she saw the palace servant waiting outside.

The palace servant Nalan Xueyi was ordered to guard the outside. Nalan Xueyi's abnormal state has already made people very shocked. Seeing Ling Xiyue's distraught appearance, he became more and more curious, but even a small palace servant still sticks to it. rule.

Although he felt a little strange, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

There was no unnecessary expression on Ling Xiyue's face, she was indifferent and indifferent, but from her eyes, she could see that she was absent-minded, as if her spirit had drifted away from her body, and she followed the palace attendant back to Hanguang Palace in a daze.

At that time, the sky was completely darkened.

A piece of dark cloud is heavy, on the top of the extreme north, it seems to be within reach.

Under the eaves of a palace next to the hundred-step jade steps of the Ice Palace, two figures stood one in front and one behind.

The woman in the front, Yuqiong, is in a fairy posture, wearing a crown woven with finely carved snow fir trees wrapped in ice. The beauty of the city has been faded by the years, and it is covered with a light layer, which is as soft and light as the moonlight, elegant. Dust.

At this moment, she shook her head lightly and let out a slight sigh.

Standing here, one can clearly see the figures walking down the hundred-step jade steps.

Of course, you can also see Nalan Xueyi, who is trying her best to maintain a calm and indifferent appearance, passing by with a dazed and confused expression, and Ling Xiyue, who is absent-minded and sullen, walking by like a marionette.

She sees everything in her eyes.

"Queen, the marriage between Xueyi and Xiyue should be sooner rather than later." Rong Pei said from behind.

Everyone has selfishness, but in his heart, Rong Pei still hoped that Ling Xiyue would be by Nalan Xueyi's side. She had watched the back of the Queen alone for more than ten years, but she didn't want her to love Nalan Xueyi like her own child. Back to the queen's way.

That road is too bitter.

Nalan Ronghua did not respond, and after a while, he said lightly, "You saw it."

It is clear that she is only in her early thirties, but the woman's eyes seem to have penetrated the world, transcending the world, and no longer entering the world of mortals, and her gentle and gentle voice is also calm and gentle.

Time has not eaten away her exquisite and unparalleled face, but it has aged her heart.

Originally, she was also a magnificent and radiant woman, but early on, all the edges and corners were smoothed by the wind and frost of the years, her eyes were peaceful and the vicissitudes of life, her hair was whitened by frost and snow, and she vaguely looked like an octogenarian.

(End of this chapter)