please don't die

Just as Seisho Nagon feared, Fujiwara Sadako kissed death.

The snow rarely stopped that day, but Ting Zi never asked to see the snow again.The pain came suddenly, and she still couldn't adapt to this kind of pain after giving birth twice.

Jiang looked at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and the action of picking up the sword was the same as in the past.But she didn't take the bullock cart, but walked very slowly towards the Santiao Hall step by step.

All the onmyojis in this Heian capital, or those who have the ability to communicate with the other world, all felt uneasy, and the ghosts began to commotion.

Just like everything before was just a preview, the real carnival just started at this moment.

Lai didn't have time to rest, so he ran to the nearest incident location at random.After he went out, he glanced at the sky. There was no snow, but it was gloomy and terrifying.

When Jiang came to Santiao Hall, he just heard the child's first cry.

Stator allowed the maids to clean his body, and then listened to their screams, it seemed that the blood loss was out of control.

The smell in the air made her want to vomit. The overly strong rust smell filled her mind, and even the scenery in front of her eyes began to blur. What kept her awake for a while was the cry of the child.

"Shao Nayan..."

"Yes, please rest well, you will be fine soon!"

Dingzi wanted Qingshao Nayan not to speak in such a sad tone, and not to pretend that she was very happy to suppress her sadness, that was not suitable for her at all.However, the body will not leave so much time for her.She only had time to say what she wanted.

"Let her lie next to me for a while, will you?"

With almost no obstacles, the newborn princess was gently placed beside her mother. At this moment, she was still crying, as if she was afraid

Stator turned her head, she did this slowly and with difficulty, and the loss of strength came along with the heavy bleeding.

Now she has no strength to hug the new life that just came to this world, and can only gently hold the baby's young fingers with her own fingers.

She is still crying.

It's not cute.

"...Welcome to this awful world."

Sting Zi spoke extremely slowly, at this moment, all the noise faded away in her ears, she began to lose hearing the voices of the maids, the sound of running, and Qing Shao Na Yan's call.

...Welcome to the world that sucks...

Various possibilities emerged in Dingzi's mind. What kind of person would she meet in the future, who would she fall in love with, and what kind of waka would she write?

Will she be happy...or will she live in misery?

Be happy if you can.

But these have nothing to do with the stator.

When she no longer had the strength to support her eyes, she closed her eyes, only the baby's cry was in her ears, loud and full of vitality.

I... sure enough...

I still want to see her grow up...

She's fine, and those two kids are fine too...

Would love to...watch them grow up...

Hate...

Why am I shouldering these responsibilities...

I hate it...

Why is it my responsibility to...

Hate...

Why is Fujiwara involved in all this.

Hate...

Why I am Fujiwara.

Hate...

Why can't I be with them all the time.

Hate...

I clearly—

Very afraid of death.

The resentment, pressure, and responsibilities that have accumulated over the years finally crushed Fujiwara Dadako.In the completely distorted heart, ghosts began to appear.

And Jiang came here just for this moment.

What Ting Zi, who had already lost his breath and reason, didn't know was that the child was crying even more sadly.Qing Shao Nayan didn't dare to get close to the stator, but on the other side, Jiang pulled out his knife.

"stator…"

This time Qingshao Nayan didn't use honorifics, and all the serving people didn't think it was impolite for her to do so.

Who are they still pestering so much to show, anyway, they have lost the object of service, and the person who should see the most will no longer ask her to see Xue.

The spirit of Qing Shao Nayan returned amidst the crying of the baby girl. When she saw the stator, she suddenly lost all the strength to stand up, like a traveler in the desert who persisted for too long and finally reached the edge.

What will happen to man at that moment?

Will completely lose strength and collapse at that moment.

She completely relaxed.

Stator's breathing had stopped, but the child's crying continued.I don't know whether it's the sadness of my mother's departure, or the fear of the horror of this world.

Qing Shao Nayan didn't know.

What she can know at this moment is that the winter snow is still there, but she can't feel the cold anymore.

Now that there was no wind, she was finally freed from constant worry about the stator.For some reason, it was as if her heart had been taken from her, and she didn't know what to do.

"What Sting Zi said is right... gods and Buddhas... it's really... unbelievable."

The only living person who noticed Qing Shao Nayan's words was Jiang. She glanced at Qing Shao Nayan and didn't say much.Sting Zi told her that other people can't do it, but there must be no problem with Shao Nayan.

Even though tears were streaming down her face at this moment, the woman did not lose her composure.

Even if Stator is dead, she still wants to ensure her best posture in front of Stator.

There are two kinds of death that Ma Cangjiang knows.

One is when her father took her out of the city when she was young, and what she saw were the corpses of people outside the city, including thieves and civilians.They were killed by their father, by Laiguang, and by Reixin.There is despair in their eyes, but there is no brilliance.

The other is when his mother Shizi committed suicide, her hands trembled and her voice trembled at the same time, but Shizi didn't let go of the blade.The eyes are stained with similar but different emotions from those people.

That's all despair.

From then on, Jiang confirmed that death is hopeless, and at the same time, it is accompanied by fear that does not know where it comes from.

Neither side of the stator.

There is no despair and no fear.

There is only the nostalgia that exists for no reason, and the anger that He Jiang can't understand.

What Jiang was sure of was that that child was very important to Sting Zi, even heavier than her life.

But it is also one of the reasons why the stator turns into a ghost.

She looked at the soul that was slowly forming in the air, and the ghosts that were constantly approaching in this direction. They were gathering, and those onmyojis might come over soon, or they might not come.

Jiang gripped the handle of the knife tightly, the blade was cold, and there was no expression on her face.Not even the eyes have changed.Now that there is no wind, the evil spirits have taken shape, and their goal is to destroy, and the top priority is the Sanjo Temple.

If it were allowed to pass through here, none of the people in Santiao Hall would survive.

Even those onmyojis couldn't come. Jiang came all the way to Santiao Hall, so he naturally knew what was going on in Ping'an capital.

Ghosts and monsters are rampant, relying on those onmyojis to barely maintain order without collapsing.

Fujiwara's battle is over.

But the battle of Ma Cangjiang has only just begun.

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In the next chapter, it's time for Wang Ye to go online. Stator's bento has also been sent out.

Stator what she hates is what she has to suffer, that's how it feels

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