The river and sky are all in color, and the lonely moon is bright in the sky. Qing Ning is lying on the lawn in front of Mu Ling's small wooden house, looking up at the lonely moon in the sky, just like her current state of mind, extremely cold.

She didn't know what she felt when she finally found Xin's anger that day. The blood on the ground spread a foot long and stained the entire emerald grass. Xin'er was dressed in messy clothes and covered with blood. Her eyes were no longer popular. Her eyes were red, and she was like a predatory beast. She was left with murderous intent. The dozen or so imperial guards around her were all cut off their lives, and blood flowed all over the ground. Even the corpses were lying there without moving. Even so, Xin'er still held a sword blade in her hand and stabbed the corpses of the imperial guards with one sword and one sword.

Could it be that she was...

Qing Ning immediately ran over, held Xin'er's shoulders tightly, looked down at all, and said repeatedly: "Xin'er, Xin'er, I am Qingning, I am Qingning!"

Although she had been scratched by the sword in Xin'er's hand, the new wounds and old pains were intertwined, there was no crystal clearness in her eyes because of these almost fainting pains.

"Xin'er, it's okay, it's okay, I'll take you home." That day, she didn't know how long it took her to call her, but Xin'er came to her senses. She silently called her "girl", then closed her eyes and fainted.

She took Xin'er to the small wooden house that Mu Ling once called home. Here, she might also get a little peace.

At some point, a pot of wine appeared on her head. She came to her senses, calmed down, moved slightly and sat up, looking at Mu Ling who was sitting aside with wine.

Her wounds will take a while and are not suitable for drinking. However, only Mu Ling will comfort her with something that will relieve her a little more comforting.

She took it, looked up, and suddenly drank a big sip of wine. It seemed that only in this way could she be better. Due to the injury, she coughed twice when she stopped, lowered her head and said nothing. It seemed that she had thought for a long time and thought a lot before she asked, "Your Highness, can you find two words to describe me?"

"It's not something to bear it yourself." Mu Ling looked at the moonlight, spoke lightly, lay back on the grass, pillowing his arms, and looking at the moonlight.

It is not something to suffer. These two words are really incisive to summarize her. Since she had the intention to make use of her from the beginning, why do you need to be sincere? Since you want to compete fairly, why should you be so kind to her, make her so painful and end up like this?

But it's really not a thing.

Qing Ning raised his hand and drank the remaining wine again. Not much. I think it was because Mu Ling didn't let her drink too much, so she didn't beat her a lot.

She put the wine jar on the ground and moved to lie on Mu Ling. He seemed to have become her most comfortable bed. Mu Ling smiled in his heart and a low and nice voice sounded: "You're in the opposite position!"

Qing Ning didn't understand it at first, but after careful consideration, he understood the meaning of the sentence. This guy teased her secretly again. She stretched out her elbow and bucketed him, saying, "Stop talking nonsense."

He exclaimed in pain, but there was a smile on his face. He turned around and pressed on her, and smiled, "This is the right position." He lowered his head and met her lips, greedily snatching her breath. The fragrance of flowers and plants, accompanied by the light fragrance of wine in the woman's mouth, surround him, which was particularly comfortable. He continued to perform his movements, but inadvertently felt the wet temperature on his lips for the first time.

He was shocked and looked up at the woman below him. His big eyes, blurred with a layer of mist, actually left two lines of tears, gently and lightly, slid into his heart.

"Muling, do you know? You are the first person to cry when I see me." As Qing Ning spoke, he hooked his hands on the man's neck, supported himself, and took the initiative to respond to his kiss. The two figures were infatuated with the moonlight.

Qingning stayed for a night, and it was not until the morning of the next day that she saw Xin'er wake up. She immediately brought a bowl of porridge with her, scooped a spoonful and blew it gently until it was warm and cold before handing it to Xin'er's lips.

Xin'er looked at the porridge in front of her and was stunned for a long time. Her eyes were still dull, but she no longer showed the murderous intent like a beast.

After a long time, she turned to look at Qingning and said in a hoarse voice that was so hoarse that she couldn't tell the difference between men and women: "Girl, is the sun outside okay?"

"Okay" Qing Ning responded, her eyes flushed slightly. She thought she would not cry easily, but it turned out that she had always lacked people who could touch her heart. Ayu and Xin'er was the same.

Qingning put down the porridge in his hand, stood up and walked forward two steps, opened the window, and a ray of sunlight shot in, shining on Xin'er's face, which was bloodless on her face. It could also bring her a trace of light.

"This is probably the last time I've seen the sunlight."

Listening to the cold words coming from behind, Qing Ning was shocked and panicked, but he still tried hard to squeeze out a smile, turned his head and walked to Xin'er and said, "How could it be? It shouldn't rain tomorrow! Then I'll enjoy the rain with you."

However, as soon as she finished saying this, Xin'er's body fell back uncontrollably. She was startled and immediately supported her and let her lean on her shoulder. Xin'er's expression was painful, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth for the first time.

She leaned against Qing Ning and slowly spoke: "Girl, thank you, for letting me experience the taste of life again. The only light I saw in my life was the Kongming lantern in the sky."

"Xin'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't worry, I left a little poison Bingyi gave last time, so I can let me go faster." Xin'er said, moving, took the ring in her hand, handed it to Qingning and continued: "This ruined it for me."

"Why?"

Listening to Qing Ning's question, Xin'er lowered her eyes and looked at the ring, thinking of Sima Xin in a daze. That night, he said that this ring represented his highest trust, so he gave it to her. However, when she killed his father in the secret room, when he stopped her plan in the lobby, when the dozen or so imperial guards treated her like this, her heart was dead, so she might as well bury the ring together.

"A thing of an old friend, I don't want to stay by my side anymore." Xin'er thought for a while and continued, "Girl, I'll ask you one last thing."

"What?"

"After I die, I buried me in the fire, and then sprinkled my ashes into the sky."

"Xin'er, I can bury you here and let you live a real peace. I can also let all the people who hurt you be buried with you. You can whip you in hell, and I can even return you to your mother..." Qing Ning looked painful and reluctant to say, "Why? Do you have to crush your bones and ashes?"

After everyone dies, they want to keep a whole body so that the soul can have a place to live, but why did she have to eliminate all traces of herself in the world, or even leave no shadow at all?

"I just want to taste it once, real, free."

The word freedom is too luxurious for her. She has been trapped in a cage for sixteen years and cannot be liberated. Now, after death, it is better to eliminate everything today and start over again!

Xin'er looked at the red sun and began to rise slowly. Finally, she closed her eyes. She walked quietly. The smile at the corner of her mouth showed the happiest time of her life.

Qing Ning also let her lean on her quietly, her eyes just staring at the red sun, commemorating the departure of the people around her, and congratulating her on her liberation.

However, what Qingning never knew was that the only woman's mother called out by Xin'er who was accidentally called out, and inadvertently, it gave her the only remaining warmth in the world and accelerated her speed toward death.
Chapter completed!