"But, I, I'm afraid that I can't do it. Her soul was already so weak after burning herself to death, and now that it has vanished, I'm afraid that my power won't be able to recover her. I need your help. Zi Sang Ming, I need you."
This is the first time since we've been together that I've told him I need him. Even in the meat forest, when all my love was expressed, there was no such obvious need.
I owe Zhao Xue too much, not just one life. I can't imagine what would have happened if she hadn't used her will to control the Skinner and made him unable to come out, instead joining forces to attack me. He might die. What I carry on my body, will be all to nothing. The poison of my bones, the love of Zishan Ming, and Shinji, everything will disappear.
Zhao Xue sacrificed herself and changed my entire life.
I hugged my knees and cried until I was in tears. Zi Sang Ming came over and gently held me in his arms, and told me over and over again, it doesn't matter, I will revive Zhao Xue, you don't owe her.
However, setting a fire on herself must have hurt a lot, because she definitely wanted to cry. She loved beautiful people so much, and before she died, her face was covered with ugly marks of death …
She wanted to pull me out of Sang Ming's embrace and talk to me, but Sang Ming glared back at her and shouted angrily, "Yan Nuo, can you be stronger? Zhao Xue didn't save you just to see you cry, can't you have this feeling of being a merciful person? "Who caused all this? Since you feel pity for Zhao Xue, why don't you think of avenging her!"
I know, I know, but I know that Raging Flames is Zishan Ming's biological brother. Even though Zishan Ming won the battle just now, he still can't kill. How can I do that!?
"But what can you solve by crying all the time? Do you really want to make Zishan Ming cater to you as your wall of tears!?"
Ye Qianqian's heart was already filled with an indescribable sadness, but now that Ye Qianqian had revealed her concern for Zi Sang Ming, an indescribable feeling surged up from within her heart. I broke away from Zi Sang Ming's arm and stared straight at Ye Qianqian without even wiping her tears.
"Zhang Xu, Sang Ming, close Sang Ming's mouth. Now that Zhao Xue is dead, she has turned into ashes. Are you still thinking about Zishan Ming? Are you even human!?" Don't you have feelings? "
After I said it, I remembered that Ye Qianqian grew up by herself and even personally saw her parents being killed. Her feelings should be more sensitive, more acute, and stronger than anyone else, and all he wanted me to do was to walk out of my sorrow.
However, the words have already entered her ears. Even if I regret it, it is already too late.
Ye Qianqian stared at me blankly for a while. Her gaze swept over Zishan Ming and did not stop. Finally, the corners of her mouth lifted as she smiled. She smiled, felt helpless, sad, at a loss of what to do, and even — disappointed.
"Yan Nuo, do you have a lot of things you want to know? Your Highness, do you also have a lot of things you want to know?" Yan Nuo turned around and sat down as she raised her head slightly to look at me.
I felt a dull pain in my heart and wanted to open my mouth to apologize, but at this moment, Zi Sang Ming took a step ahead of me and signaled Ye Qianqian to continue.
I knew he was trying to make me understand that there was nothing between him and Ye Qianqian, but wasn't that a bit too cruel for her?
Ye Qianqian stared at the darkness behind us, lost in her memories.
Without the support of her family, the school no longer wanted to take her in. After all, no school wanted such a weird student, and not only did she have a skull and ghost flower growing on her forehead, she had also killed her parents. Who knew if she would drag all of the teachers and students in the school to their deaths that day?
Therefore, the school that was rumored to believe in science called a general assembly of all the teachers and staff for the sake of Ye Qianqian's retention, and even voted against Ye Qianqian. In order to show their kindness, they even found an orphanage for Ye Qianqian and told the dean that she was a child they had taken in for a long time.
Thus, Ye Qianqian left the school and entered that unfamiliar place.
However, no one knew that this so-called most merciful orphanage would be under the control of Zi Sang. They had sent Ye Qianqian here, and it could be said that they had sent her straight to hell.
She gave Ye Qianqian the best things and the most beautiful clothes, but she never beat Ye Qianqian up or scolded her. From time to time, she would come over and ask if she was willing to give him the ghost flowers, and if she was willing to exchange them for freedom. Ye Qianqian did not agree. Her parents had told her before that this was the most important thing in their family and that they needed to protect it with their lives. Even if they died, they could not give it to anyone, especially that demon.
Ye Qianqian firmly believed her parents' words.
A year later, Ye Qianqian still did not show any signs of compromise. Zi Lie was getting a little anxious, but she couldn't force Ye Qianqian too hard. After thinking for a few days, she thought of a solution, and since the demand from the outside world was too low, he would destroy her spirit. She would then reject the flower from the bottom of his heart, and Ye Qianqian would definitely give him this item.
Ever since that day, Ye Qianqian had frequent dreams, and every day was the same dream. Every day, she would experience the tragic death of her parents, and finally, she began to collapse. The ghost flower had become a taboo that she didn't want to touch, and she had thoughts of giving it away.
However, at this moment, Zishan Ming appeared by her side, saving her from the prison and bringing her back to Hades.
At this time, I was still a child, and Zi Sang Ming had yet to recognize me.
His Highness placed me in the Emperor Nether Palace, and I stayed there for three years. Everyday, he would let me return to the Yang's classroom to study things, and when I met something I didn't understand, he would teach me personally, like an elder brother or a father. At that time, I was thinking, if my father was still alive, would he also look like this, gentle and meticulous.
"At that time, I was young, and I subconsciously knew that the people with the best relationship should be my parents and brother. But as time passed, I grew up, and when I was fifteen years old, His Highness Zishan Ming sent me back to the mortal world, I looked at his departing back, and suddenly felt that something about me was that I didn't understand. I felt that my feelings for him had changed, and my feelings for him had changed, I didn't want to just respect him, I didn't want to love him, I suddenly wanted to hug him."
She spoke in a straightforward manner, with an ambiguous tone, as if she was about to pounce on Sang Ming and snatch him away the moment I let go. I unconsciously tightened my grip on his hand, then blushed at my actions.
She said that she understood his love for me and trusted him, but when a passionate rival showed up in front of me, she felt a strong sense of crisis.
Ye Qianqian saw my actions and smiled, "Yan Nuo, do you know how jealous I was of you when I saw His Highness at your side?"
Honestly speaking, when I brought Zishan Ming with me to Ye Qianqian's side, I didn't find any trace of their acquaintance on her face. I didn't expect it to be because one of them hid it extremely well while the other was extremely apathetic.
I glanced at Zishan and said to me, "Is it so hard for you to get to know each other?"
Zi Sang Ming suddenly lowered his head and coincidentally saw my gaze. He let out a cold snort and said angrily, "This king has been in the Underworld for almost a thousand years, and has countless romantic relationships. The ones on the stage can be said to be as good as stars. "Then we won't need to do anything else for the next thousand years after our marriage. We'll just sit on the bed and talk about the past every day."
Fine, at least you're amazing. If you have the ability to anger me intentionally, let go of me. If you have the ability, don't grip me so tightly, my hands are already hurting!
After struggling a few times, I glared fiercely at Sang Ming and looked at Ye Qianqian once again. I suppressed my emotions to make myself sound gentle and said to Ye Qianqian, "Ever since then, have you already had feelings for Sang Ming?"
Ye Qianqian shook her head. "In terms of true feelings, it should be later on when Ziying sent people to capture me, His Highness has repeatedly saved me, and the stories in this world are always so cliché. The creatures of this world are generally fond of heroes who can save themselves from danger, but it was only after I was saved by His Highness for the third time that I understood that I probably fell for His Highness." How could I be worthy of your highness? Thus, I have always suppressed this feeling of mine, and if it wasn't for the fact that Sang Zhen chose to wear it today, I think I would have brought it along with me into the coffin. "
"Actually, you don't need to be on guard against me taking His Highness away from you, since His Highness only has you in his heart."
Zi Sang Ming's colleague, who was talking to Ye Qianqian, threw me a look that said "outsiders can see it, but you can't." Immediately, my face turned completely red.
Ye Qianqian wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, stood up, and held my hand. "Yan Nuo, I envy you. When I found out that you were already with His Highness at school, I even wanted to harm you. I'm sorry."
I should be sorry I said such outrageous things.
Ye Qianqian laughed through her tears, "Enough, you don't need to apologize to me after the grand Underworld. Be careful, I might be proud of my achievements, so I won't be obedient in the future."
As time slowly passed by while we were chatting, I finally recovered from Zhao Xue's tragic death. Thinking about the Ghost Flower's effects and the Ghost Seal's coordination, just as I was about to discuss how to restore Zhao Xue's soul with Ye Qianqian, the gates of the Ghost Seal Palace, which had been tightly shut the entire time, slowly opened.