After I left, the devil was distraught

After listening to Ember's words, Xue Qiong was stunned.

The little bit of blood on his face disappeared in an instant, and the jade pen in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

He began to tremble in fear, even his lips trembled uncontrollably.

He pinched the man's skirt and desperately wanted to say something, but in the end there were only a few whimpers like a small animal.

"...Don't be afraid..." Ember picked up the boy and walked towards the bed, his voice became deeper and deeper: "...be patient... soon... ...."

Hearing this, Xueqiong slowly stopped struggling, and didn't even try to speak again.

He lowered his head and remained motionless, only trembling subconsciously due to fear.

Looking at the young man curled up on the couch, Ember's eyes were filled with struggle.

But he had no choice, and no other choice.

Ember suppressed the surging pain in his heart, and pressed the boy's head into his arms, preventing him from watching the cruelty that followed.

"I'm sorry." Ember said in a dumb voice. He gently pulled Xueqiong's white arm and squeezed it firmly. His right hand trembled and grasped the sharp dagger that had just been transformed, forcing himself to use the blade to cut through the boy's snow-white little boy little by little. arm.

"Uh... woo..." Xue Qiong whimpered in pain, tears instantly blurring her eyes.He even bit the man's neck in a panic, and the blood was dripping from the bite.

Ember didn't seem to feel any pain, he didn't move at all, letting the young man bite.

He moved calmly and quickly, and quickly put away the dagger and took a clean bandage to tighten the wound to stop the bleeding of the boy.

But the panic in his eyes had already betrayed him, his heart was already in chaos, even scared.

Ember hugged Xueqiong tightly and tried to comfort her, her voice was even a little trembling: "A year ago, I was betrayed by my subordinates and almost died. When my life was hanging by a thread, it was Qingyao who risked his life to dig her own demon pill to save me... ..”

"Xueqiong, he saved my life, I have no choice, I can't just watch him die..."

Hearing this, Xue Qiong suddenly stopped all movements, and even forgot the bone-like pain in her arm.

He hastily pushed Ember away, stared fixedly into the man's eyes, opened and closed his lips desperately trying to explain.

He wanted to say that he was the one who took the demon pill, and he was the one who almost died!

But he screamed desperately, but he couldn't even utter a complete word.

The tears in the corners of his eyes were raging, Xue Qiong collapsed more and more, he shook his head desperately, and shook Ember's sleeve desperately.

The bandage on his arm fell apart during the struggle, and he didn't care about the profuse blood flow. He just wanted to tell Ember that it was him, not Su Qingyao, not Su Qingyao!

Seeing this, Ember hurriedly pressed Xue Qiong's bleeding forearm and said loudly: "Xue Qiong, calm down!"

How can you be calm?How can he be calm?

Regardless of the sharp pain of the wound, Xueqiong once again struggled to break free from Ember's hands.

Suddenly, he noticed the blood winding on his forearm.

He hastily pulled out his clothes hem and tried his best to search for it, and finally found a place that was not stained with blood. He hastily wrote three shocking words on the white clothes hem with blood on his index finger, and hurriedly pointed it to Ember.

"not him"

"...Isn't he?" Ember frowned and read it again, but she didn't understand at all and didn't bother to study it carefully.

He found a clean bandage to cover the horrific wound on the boy's forearm, and then continued with a sigh: "Xue Qiong, you only wrote three words, I can't understand them, please wait until your injury heals, okay?" ?”

No, no!

In a panic, Xue Qiong suddenly thought of the jade pen, he hurriedly avoided the embers and got out of bed, picked up the jade pen from under the desk and began to write eagerly on the paper.

Although she was a little worried about Su Qingyao, Ember followed.

The young man's face was pale, and although the hand holding the jade pen couldn't help shaking, he still stubbornly wrote something on the paper.

"A year ago, Mount Guning, it was me—"

Ember frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that the place names on the paper were somewhat familiar, and just about to ask, there was an eager knock on the door.

"Your Majesty! It's bad! Young Master Qingyao is vomiting blood again!"

The sudden shout seemed to bring back a bit of his rationality, Xue Qiong's hands froze in place, and she looked up at Ember in a daze, with a hint of humble pleading faintly in her moist eyes.

'Wait until I finish writing, okay? '

Facing those eyes that were about to cry, Ember almost ran away, he squeezed the jade box containing the flesh and blood in his hands, his voice was terrifyingly low.

"I go first......"

After saying that, Ember turned around and left the bedroom.

Looking at the back of the man going away, Xue Qiong suddenly let go of the hand holding the jade pen, tears meandered down her cheeks, and fell on the paper drop by drop.

After a long time, he picked up the pen again and continued to write on the paper covered with blood and tears.

"One year ago, in Mount Guning, I met you when I went to fetch water from the river. It was I who dug out the demon pill and saved you. It was I who exchanged my life for yours, not Su Qingyao."

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The young man sat behind the desk in a daze, the corners of his eyes were full of tears, his face was full of despair, his snow-white robe was stained a little scarlet, his lips were murmured and he didn't know what to say.

This is what Yun Cheng saw when he finished his work and returned to the side hall.

He hastily dropped the food box in his hand and ran to Xueqiong's side, shouting in a hurry: "Master, what's wrong with you? Where did this blood come from? Is the wound open again?"

Xue Qiong suddenly came back to his senses, he looked at Yun Cheng and shook his head wearily.

He originally wanted to write that note for Ember to read, but suddenly he remembered that he had said this before, and he still remembered clearly what Ember said to him back then.

'I know who saved me, and you are just a blind medicine I found to cure him. If you don't obey me, I don't mind changing it. '

There are some things that people don't believe when he tells them.

People often only believe what they want to believe, so why should they... bring shame on themselves.

He picked up the blood-stained paper on the table and slowly tore it up, but he stopped inexplicably when he was halfway through the paper, and carefully smoothed and folded the paper.

He suddenly got up and went around Yun Cheng, found a kit embroidered with snow lotus from the closet, and stuffed the folded paper into the kit.

Even if Ember doesn't believe it, even if he has no chance to speak clearly in this life, he still wants to carry this piece of paper with him, because it is what he wants to say, every word is crying blood.

He was afraid, afraid that one day, even he himself would forget the truth of those things.

After doing all this, he seemed to have no more energy left, and staggered towards the bed.

"Young master!" Seeing the young man's precarious figure, Yun Cheng exclaimed, and hurried over to help him so that he would not fall.

Helped by Yun Cheng to get on the bed, Xue Qiong lay curled up against the wall and slowly closed her eyes, still clutching the kit tightly in her hand.

He was so tired that he just wanted to sleep for a while.