The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

Li Qingluo's face turned pale in an instant.

She quickly got up and wanted to go back to her room.

However, as soon as I reached the door, my heart started to feel so anxious that I could hardly bear it.

After taking two more steps, his legs went limp and he sat down completely on the ground.

"Luo'er——"

*

At this moment, in a small village hundreds of miles away.

The fire in the cowshed burned fiercely, becoming more and more intense, until no one dared to go near it.

Everyone in the other rooms ran out.

Even the real owner of the farm came back.

After seeing this scene, they slapped their thighs and rushed forward into the bullpen while suppressing their panic.

But the first ox they dragged out of the cowshed was the old yellow ox.

When they wanted to save someone again, no one was willing to go in and take the risk.

After all, they were all unrelated criminals.

It's not worth it to sacrifice your life for these prisoners.

Even the police could only sigh with their hands on their hips.

Shaking the head means there is no hope.

When Sha Shi and the others arrived, they only saw Li Chaojing, who had run to lie under a big tree outside the cowshed because of his naughty nature.

He was still fast asleep.

Not affected at all by these noisy or even tragic sounds.

As for the other three people in the fire...

It's too late to save him.

The screams from the fire became more and more shrill.

"Help--"

"what--"

“It hurts, it hurts—”

"Liu Cao'er, you lunatic!!"

“Even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you go—Ah!!”

"Mother, don't you love me the most? Zhu'er is in pain too... hehe!!"

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha……"

"Li Kechuan, you ruined me. I also ruined you..."

"We don't owe each other anything anymore!"

"Ha ha……"

"Luo'er—Mother is sorry for you..."

"Sorry……"

Another sigh, no longer audible.

The voice gradually faded away.

The fire was crackling and burning, and two other houses next to it were also affected by the fire.

The farmer and his family sat on the ground, slapping their legs and crying loudly.

Even people from the second and third rooms came running over.

They looked at the flames rising into the sky with horror in their eyes.

"It's my sister-in-law and Chuan'er..."

"And that Liu Cao'er!"

"The three of them actually..."

"The first wife is finished, the first wife is really finished now!"

Now that the person is gone, doesn’t that mean the house is ruined?

The second and third rooms were also feeling unhappy at the moment. After all, they were all related by blood.

Soon, the sky gradually brightened.

Li Qingluo, who was far away in Yangzhou, suddenly collapsed without any warning.

In a trance, Li Qingluo seemed to hear Duan Rongshi's voice.

She struggled to support herself on the ground and looked back.

At dawn, the courtyard door was pushed open heavily.

Duan Rongshi, dressed in frosty white, rushed in.

Li Qingluo opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat had no strength left.

She shook her head vigorously.

I felt the same suffocating feeling as when I was on the verge of death in my previous life.

She gasped for air and clutched her chest.

By the time Duan Rongshi held her in his arms, she was completely unable to move.

"Luo'er!"

"Luo'er?"

"Luo'er, I'm here."

"Look at me—"

Duan Rongshi grabbed Li Qingluo's hand and touched his face.

"It's my fault."

"It's my fault. Everything is wrong."

"I shouldn't have been so selfish as to make you give in again and again."

"I shouldn't have kept it from you. I wanted to wait until it was over before telling you the truth."

"You hit me, you hit this king——"

He grabbed her hand and slammed it in his face.

However, even with the crisp sound of "snap", her palm no longer felt any pain.

Not only that.

Even though her limp hand was held by him at this moment, it just hung there helplessly.

Duan Rongshi looked at this scene, and for some reason, an extremely strong panic suddenly spread in his heart.

At this moment, his face was filled with fear that he had not seen since the death of his mother, Zong Zheng Qingyue.

Even if the mountains and rivers collapse, he is never afraid.

Even if Emperor Yan wanted to kill his own son, he was not really afraid in his heart.

Everything in the world has become insignificant to him since he was six years old.

He has only one obsession in life.

Find out the truth about the death of my mother.

To avenge my mother.

Let all those who have harmed my mother suffer unbearable pain.

The six-year-old boy stood in the dark inner courtyard of the palace, looking up at the sky with nothing in his hands.

There is only the cold wind that I can't catch no matter how hard I try.

He has come to where he is today, through trial and error, enduring and lying dormant...

To be alive is just to be alive.

I have never known what life is like other than endless darkness.

Happy, cheerful, happy, sad... He never experienced all the complicated emotions in the world again.

Until she barged into his life.

At the foot of Qingsong Mountain, I saw her eyes, which were as bright as stars on her inconspicuous face.

It has been deeply etched in his mind ever since.

In the Qinhuai River, she was soaking in the water in a miserable state, but her tenacity in struggling to survive made his usually dead heart feel a slight ripple and surprise.

Later the charity cemetery.

On the snow-covered cliff.

She impressed him time and time again, and as they got to know each other better, she quietly touched his heart, which had long been frozen.

He never knew that he would be so worried about a girl.

I lose my mind again and again, and my emotions get out of control again and again.

Anger, happiness, joy... even jealousy, and now panic, sadness...

He felt these overwhelming emotions again, and although they were unfamiliar, they made him feel as if he was finally alive.

At this moment, regret was like poison corroding his heart.

He regretted coming so late.

He regretted that he had only been thinking about promoting Duan Rongyin's affairs these days, pushing the Ximen Rebellion to its peak and exposing the conspiracy of the Queen's party to the world.

But he ignored her abnormalities and changes.

He regretted not having found her immediately after she left.

Even his selfishness may have deeply hurt her heart, although she pretended not to care.

"Luo'er!"

"Would you please take a look at me?"

Seeing her gradually unfocused gaze, Duan Rongshi felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

Despair and pain were like thousands of sharp blades piercing his heart at this moment.

Because he realized that this time she was definitely not fainting again or just about to fall asleep.

He could feel that she was about to disappear in his arms.

And this is indeed the case.

What is Duan Rongshi talking about?

In fact, Li Qingluo could no longer hear anything.

She seemed to have become deaf.

Except for being able to see him vaguely, all the feeling of numbness has gradually disappeared.

Duan Rongshi felt helpless and didn't know what to do.

She could only lower her head and let her tears flow out, like a string of beads that had broken off the string and fell on her face.

"Luo'er, please..."

"Please don't abandon me..."

"You're all I have."

"You're all I have!"

"Luo'er..."

"How can I, who finally saw the dawn again, be willing to return to darkness?"

"Luo'er...you're just about to fall asleep again, right?"

"Luo'er... answer me... answer me!"

"Please……"

Li Qingluo could only vaguely make out some of his words from his opening and closing lips.

She was also very sad.

But unfortunately, she couldn't even shed tears.

She knew that this time she was not just going to fall asleep again.

Because this time was very different from every previous fainting.

Li Qingluo felt his life slipping away.

She was all too familiar with this feeling.

In her previous life, she had been waiting for herself to die like this.

But this time, she no longer felt any resentment or unwillingness.

In this life, she has personally taken revenge for all the resentment and hatred.

She just regrets...

It's a pity that she has to leave her grandmother behind.

It’s a pity that she didn’t have the chance to act coquettishly enough in her grandmother’s arms and enjoy as much happiness as she could.

It’s a pity that my grandmother and I didn’t even have a good last meal together.

It’s a pity that my grandmother and I only have this one year of relationship in our two lives combined.

I just hope that Aunt Liu can give birth to a boy.

I hope Li Jingchuan can live a few more years.

I hope they can all stay with grandma and accompany her for a long time until she is a hundred years old.

I hope Twelve Niang marries a good man.

I hope Princess Nanping can be happy forever and no longer be trapped by love.

I hope Que'er can be a strong girl.

hope……

I hope Duan Rongshi can forget her.

Just pretend you have never met me, then it won’t hurt.

She glimpsed his face in the last glimmer of light with longing and reluctance.

I could only use my last effort to remember him firmly in my mind.

Coming back in this life, it's worth it to be able to obtain these precious feelings...

Finally, Li Qingluo seemed to see Duan Rongshi making anxious gestures, as if to say, "If you leave, I will chase you to hell and drag you back!"

Li Qingluo shuddered and was instantly pulled back into the darkness.

Is it that chaotic place again?

Every time she fainted and fell into a deep sleep without consciousness, she would appear here.

But every time, she couldn't move.

It's like lying on the water, just floating lightly.

And this time, she can move?

*

The person in his arms closed her eyes completely, and Duan Rongshi hugged her tightly like crazy.

"Luo'er!"

"Luo'er——"

His eyes were bloodshot and he shouted her name at the top of his lungs.

"Li Qingluo!"

"return--"

"This king orders you to return!!"

"You hear me? Don't leave—"

He kept patting her pale cheeks.

Put her hand on his neck.

Hug her up.

But it was all in vain.

Li Qingluo had lost all consciousness, as if... he was dead.

Duan Rongshi touched the face of the person in his arms, and thinking of the sorrow, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhui Yu and the other two were filled with grief: "Your Highness—"

at this time.

Immortal Yunhe and Jinhuan, Nangong Di and Luo Fan, as well as Madam Pei and others finally rushed here urgently.

Seeing the scene before her, Mrs. Pei almost fainted.

Jinhuan's expression also changed suddenly.

Immortal Yunhe came over quickly: "Your Highness Prince Su, put him down immediately!"

"quick--!"

After snatching the person away, Immortal Yunhe quickly set out his copper bell talisman paper and other supplies.

But after one circle of the formation, her face turned completely pale.

Jinhuan said, "There's still a pulse and breath."

"But it seems..."

But he looks dead?

This person looked really lifeless.

He doesn't look like a living person at all.

Immortal Yunhe: "It's too late..."

"If she had only lost one soul before."

"Now, I've lost three more souls."

"What on earth happened to her?"

The long-dead darkness, like a mountain or sea, overwhelmed everyone...