The maid took the order and ran back slowly, while Murong Qianqian walked forward slowly alone, but not long after walking, she, a road idiot, lost her way.

The further you go, the fewer the palaces and courtyards become, and the surrounding trees become taller and taller.

There is no moon tonight, and it is even more eerie at this moment. Coupled with the sharp cold wind, it suddenly feels like being in a ghost movie.

Murong Qianqian bit her lip, wondering if she had broken into a place she shouldn't have, or if a vampire or something like that suddenly appeared?

She felt that she should go back the way she came. Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly heard the laughter of "Haha~". Although she was laughing, the sound was worse than crying.

It's strange, this voice is quite familiar, it seems to be - Nan Lingqi!

Curious, Murong Qianqian followed the sound and saw Nan Lingqi sitting alone in the decaying pavilion through the dead branches.

He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and he raised his head and poured it into his mouth without pouring it into the glass. This action was very cool and made him look particularly cool.

"Why, tell me why? Since you have left, why bring your obsession back?"

"Do you think I will feel sorry for you? I tell you, no, never. Don't have such wishful thinking. I will forget you, completely forget you."

"Haha~ Yes, in my mind you are just a chess piece, and you will always be a chess piece, but why don't you play this chess piece well!"

When he said this, Nan Lingqi slammed the wine bottle in his hand, and there was a "bang" sound, and the white jade wine bottle shattered into pieces.

His feet gave way and he fell to the ground. One of his hands happened to fall on the debris, and scarlet blood suddenly soaked out of his palms.

Maybe it was because the color of the blood was too dazzling, but Murong Qianqian felt a sharp pain in her chest, and something wet seemed to slip out of the corners of her eyes.

She subconsciously raised her hand and wiped it, and it turned out to be tears. Was she crying?

Wow~ The wind in Chen Kingdom was so strong that day that it actually brought tears to my eyes.

Murong Qianqian thought this reason was humorous, and she wanted to twitch the corners of her lips to outline a cheerful smile, but more and more tears formed in the corners of her eyes, gradually blurring her vision.

Nan Lingqi was lying on the ground on the bluestone steps. He seemed not to notice the injured hand at all. He was still smiling, and his smile became more and more exaggerated.

"You did it on purpose. You wanted to see me feel sad for you, right? You wanted to see me shed tears for you, right? Well, you did it~"

"You silly woman, do you know you did it? Don't you want to hear me tell you with your own ears that you are not just a pawn?"

"Actually... I thought you were a chess piece. I really thought you would always be just a chess piece. But why not anymore? Why?"

Nan Lingqi looked at the dark sky. He gradually felt confused. He increasingly didn't know what his psychological feelings were, whether it was pain or numbness.

He had lost count of how long that woman had been in his life, but he felt as if she had always been there as long as he could remember.

She was the fox he rescued, a killer he trained, and a pawn in his war against other countries. He could only use her.

Once, he used love to tie her down and make her loyal to him. Nan Lingqi thought that he was just using love instead of truly giving love.

Until he personally delivered her to another man, he still felt that he had never loved her, or even if he had loved her, it was just a show in the mirror and not sincere.

Moreover, as long as Nan Lingqi could dream of a nine-tailed fox like her, it would be within easy reach. She was just a passerby.

This thought continued until he left Xuanying Kingdom. When he left that day, he felt two deep eyes watching him from behind.

His heart was painful, but he still worked hard to sit on the dragon chariot. The plan was proceeding step by step. How could he give up because of a woman.

Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, he disappeared little by little from her eyes indifferently. He felt that this pain was just a flash in the pan and would bloom like ashes and disappear.

But he was wrong. After returning to Tianchen Kingdom, the pain became more and more serious with the expectation day and night. He looked forward to her news day by day.

He deceived himself, what he longed for was not her safe return, but her victory. His heart was still as hard as a stone.

However, he didn't know that everything had changed until he saw Xuanyuan Yao handing him her true form, the nine-tailed fox without a tail.

Yes, he loves her, loves her deeply.

It's a pity that when we had her, he didn't know how to love; now that he understands, she is no longer there.

Fusang was what Nan Lingqi couldn't get and what he had lost. That woman would never stand in front of him again, smiling brightly or acting coquettishly.

Murong Qianqian felt like the world was spinning. Countless pictures flashed through her mind, as if they were interpreting a love story between a man and a woman.

She wanted to catch her, but her head hurt so much that it felt like there was a woman fighting with her in her soul, and the fight was very fierce.

In my ears, Nan Lingqi's laughter became more and more distant, and my soul seemed to be being pulled away bit by bit. Gradually, my vision went dark, and I lost consciousness.

At the moment when Murong Qianqian fell into unconsciousness, she was startled, and the person who was about to fall suddenly raised her hand and held on to the tree trunk to stand firm.

Naturally, the woman standing in the woods at this moment with tears streaming down her face is no longer Murong Qianqian, but Fusang who has returned with obsession.

She bit her lip hard and looked at Nan Lingqi, who was lying on the ground crying and laughing, and an unspeakable emotion spread in her heart.

Is he crying for her?

After all, he was still sad about her death, right?

But is this sadness due to his deep love, or is it because his heart cannot accept her sudden death?

Fusang didn't understand, because Nan Lingqi was such a deep man, and she didn't dare to make any assumptions anymore, because now she was just a ray of soul, not even a vixen, and she couldn't afford to gamble anymore.

The five fingers in her sleeves tightened, and Fusang subconsciously approached Nan Lingqi. She wanted to step forward and ask him if she had ever loved him and why he had abandoned him.

But as soon as she took this step, she felt a sharp cold wind coming from behind her. Before she could react, she was grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

But in the blink of an eye, she had been thrown into the empty courtyard, and heard a loud shout above her head, "Fuso, what do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!