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Even Xi Ling himself found it laughable. In these three years, he had already become like this. As long as he touched the matters of this idiotic woman, he wouldn't have any rationality to speak of!

"What is your purpose in coming here?" Xi Ling spoke up.

Only then did Yan Qingcheng turn around. She stared at him with undisguised hostility in her eyes. "Lend it to you, Su Nuo."

In an instant, Xi Ling's expression changed. "Impossible." He was filled with killing intent.

Yan Qingcheng looked at him without saying anything, but her beautiful face was filled with deep ridicule. After a long while, she finally asked, "Xi Ling, don't you feel that you are very pitiful?"

Xi Ling frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Literally, I think the majestic Emperor of the Southern Champion, the dignified West Tomb, will understand." Yan Qingcheng spoke in a neither hurried nor slow manner. However, her extremely cold gaze betrayed her feelings.

Xi Ling sneered: "I thought that with the death of Lord Beichen, there's nothing for you to do. I really don't know what's the point of you appearing now."

"Shut up." Yan Qingcheng instantly lost all rationality.

So it turned out that both of them had a death knell. A single touch could kill them.

Yan Qingcheng had an extremely ugly expression on her face. "I forbid you to curse the Third Marquis."

Xi Ling frowned. "I don't think this is a curse. It should be the truth." His eyes staring unwaveringly at Yan Qingcheng, "Or could it be that Duke Bei Chen's obsession was too strong, and he was unable to enter the Six Paths of Samsara?"

Yan Qingcheng suddenly drew her sword, wanting to stab at Xi Ling, but was easily stopped by Xi Ling's single movement. Xi Ling looked at her with disdain. "You don't have the qualifications to hurt your father."

She put the sword back, "Yes, I will never be able to hurt you in this lifetime. However, there is naturally someone who can hurt you so much just by talking and laughing with you."

"Who?"

"Su Nuo." Yan Qingcheng stared into his eyes as she spat out each word.

However, Xi Ling did not say anything. After a long silence, he said, "Yes. In this world, only idiotic women can hurt me."

Yan Qingcheng walked up to him and said, "Su Nuo's one sentence is enough to kill you."

As if piqued by her interest, Xi Ling asked, "Which sentence?" Actually, a lot of what the idiotic woman said could have hurt his entire body.

The corners of Yan Qingcheng's lips curled up into a smile before she spat out, "The person I love is not you. Xi Ling, you are just a substitute." Before Yan Qingcheng could finish her words, her throat was already restrained by Xi Ling. The killing intent on his face was incomparably thick, because Yan Qingcheng had said that he was afraid of her most fatal weakness.

Yan Qingcheng smiled. Under such a night sky, she looked extremely beautiful. However, a deep coldness and mournfulness were mixed within her beauty. Xi Ling's hands tightened, but in the end, he released her. He asked with a hoarse voice, "Yan Qingcheng, just what are you doing here?"

Yan Qingcheng's smile slowly faded until it was completely gone. She spoke, "I've already said it before, I'm here to borrow Su Nuo's pill. I'll return it to you after I use it."

"No." Xi Ling rejected without thinking.

"I knew you'd say that." Yan Qingcheng was not the least bit surprised.

Xi Ling coldly snorted. "Then why are you still coming? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Die?" Do you think I should be afraid? In fact, the thing that I am least afraid of in this world is death. Death is an endless relief for me, but I cannot die. " Yan Qingcheng had a sorrowful look in her eyes.

The room fell into a deep silence. After a very long time, Xi Ling asked, "He is still alive."

"Yes." Yan Qingcheng replied.

In the darkness, Xi Ling's body shook violently. It was a type of fear, and without any forewarning, it sucked all the air out of him that he was relying on to survive.

"Then I can't lend you an idiot woman, can I?" When Xi Ling said these words, because his vision was too dark, he was unable to see the expression on his face.

"I know." The extraordinary Yan Qingcheng did not force him. She only said when she reached the door, "But don't you want to know who you are in Su Nuo's heart? The Third Marquis' substitute is still in the West Tomb, or perhaps — is nothing at all. "

In the darkness, Xi Ling's body once again stiffened.

"Intimidation is useless to laozi. Did no one tell you?" Xi Ling replied. His voice became incomparably distant under such a heavy atmosphere.

Yan Qingcheng stopped at the door. "Yes, this is a way to goad others into action. However, this is also the truth." She paused for a moment before continuing, "The Third Marquis still needs to carry out his final treatment. There is a high chance of an accident. I don't want him to regret it even if he dies."

There was no one else in the darkness. Xi Ling fell back into his chair. A gust of wind blew over. It was clearly a warm spring breeze, but when it blew against his face, it actually caused an unspeakable pain.

Duke Bei Chen was not dead, and he was not dead. At this moment in Xi Ling's mind, he was unable to think. He could only repeat Yan Qingcheng's words, if his idiotic woman knew that Duke Bei Chen was still alive, what would happen? Would she really leave him and return to the Duke's side?

Could it be that she would never have the chance to fall in love with him in this life?!

That's right, he had been working hard for three whole years, but he didn't know if this idiot woman had already fallen in love with him, and not with the double that lived under the Duke of Bei Zhen's halo.

Xi Ling had never been so anxious before. He urgently wanted to know the answer, rather than letting him keep on thinking and guessing by himself.

Xi Ling suddenly stood up and walked towards the two's chambers, but when he had reached the door, his steps abruptly stopped. He wanted to push open the door and enter, he wanted to ask, but if the idiotic woman were to tell him so, her concern would always be Duke Bei Chen. If that was the case, if that was the case, he really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't hurt the idiotic woman, but if he really did, then he would be no different from Beichen.

His idiotic woman would grow more and more distant from him, until she could no longer fall in love with him. Xi Ling withdrew his hand from the door and turned to leave.

I can't go back tonight, he'll hurt his stupid woman, I can't go back! Xi Ling kept saying this to himself, but he could not calm down no matter how anxious he was.

Su Nuo opened the door and looked outside, but there was no one there. It was strange, why hadn't her mausoleum returned tonight? It shouldn't have. If it was before, her mausoleum would have returned on time. Su Nuo thought about it for a while and decided to wait a little longer. Maybe her mausoleum had been tricked by some official business.

Thinking of this, Su Nuo couldn't help pouting. As expected, the position of Emperor was very hard to take. Ever since her mausoleum had occupied this position, they had been really busy!

In a quiet room not far from the palace, Duke Bei Chen stood by the window. He was clad in a long blue robe, and his face was expressionless. However, from the beginning to the end, his face was still pale.

The wind blew in from the outside, and Duke Bei Chen began to cough heavily, as if he was trying to cough out everything in his body. He used his hands to cover the wound, and soon red blood began to flow out between his fingers. But the viscount could not see it, so there was no reaction. In fact, even if he saw it, there was no reaction.

For the past three years, the smile that he always wore on his face had completely disappeared. Even without looking closely, one could tell that he was completely shrouded in grief and there was also a deep silence. However, the elegance from his body was everywhere.

It was as if he had seen through the sorrow and joy of the world but was unable to leave.

Inseparable, unwilling to part with it!

When Yan Qingcheng returned, she saw that the viscount's right hand was covered in blood. Her face paled as she rushed over, "Third Marquis, what happened to you? Did you cough blood again?" That eagerness seemed to have drained his tears.

The Duke of Beichen retracted his hand and only shook his head, indicating that he was fine and that Yan Qingcheng could relax.

This kind of situation was very common. It happened many times a day, but every time she saw it, she would always be unable to calm down. No, in fact, there was a deep sense of fear enveloping her, and she was afraid that one day, her beloved Third Marquis would die like this without a sound!

She was selfish. No matter how much pain she suffered, she hoped that her Third Marquis would live well. At least, as long as he was alive!

Yan Qingcheng took out a handkerchief and dried the blood on his hand. Then, she wrote on Duke Bei Chen's hand: She is very good!

They all knew her well, so she was naturally Su Nuo's.

The corners of the Duke's lips curled up slightly in a gentle and pampered smile. At the moment, he would only be able to smile comfortingly when he found out about his little Xiao Nuo's situation.

Truly, even after experiencing life and death, it was still unable to shake the feelings in his heart!

At that time, during his long coma, he seemed to have had a dream. It was very, very long, and in the dream, there would always be a little girl dressed in red that would wrap around him, asking him to hug her and coax her. Big brother is crisp and pleasant to listen to, as if hearing it for the rest of his life isn't enough.

But when he woke up, he couldn't remember it clearly. It was vague, as if everything was a return and an illusion.

At that time, he could hear someone sighing in his ear, deeply, helplessly, saying to him over and over again, "Foolish child, why are you so stupid? You have been a fool for thousands of years, for tens of thousands of years, yet you still want to continue being a fool?"

The Duke of Beichen also felt that he was a fool, but there was nothing he could do. It was as if all of this wasn't something he could control, because seeing was loving, there was no way for him to not love.

There was no other way!

Yan Qingcheng did not tell the Duke of Beichang about what happened just now. She knew what Su Nuo meant to her Third Marquis. It was truly too important, so she did not touch upon it so easily! Yan Qingcheng served as Duke Bei Chen's resting place. She thought that if she really could borrow Su Nuo's money, she would inform her Third Marquis. At that time, her Third Marquis would definitely be very happy.

She knew how much her Third Marquis yearned to see Su Nuo, but her Third Marquis loved her too deeply. His love was always at the expense of her to make Su Nuo happy, so he wanted to see Su Nuo again. Even if he wanted to hear Su Nuo's voice, he wouldn't allow himself to do it.

Moreover, the Third Marquis didn't want Su Nuo to see him like this!

That's right, Duke Bei Zhen's body had crippled his own martial arts, blinded his own eyes, and lost his own hearing. And because Su Nuo's sword had pierced through his body, it could be said that he had lost his entire body!