Even at that wedding, if Xiyue had married him and consummated their marriage, she might have died of exhaustion by now.
Ouyang Haoxuan thought he was mentally prepared. Even though he knew Xi Yue would be sad, he still had to tell the truth.
But at this moment, seeing the always confident and calm girl with her eyes closed, her face as white as snow, her long eyelashes trembling as if stained with crystal tears, his heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something, and he was in so much pain that he could not breathe.
To Ouyang Haoxuan, Xiyue is his master and her only salvation.
He can become stronger at all costs, and kill everyone who wants to hurt Xi Yue at all costs.
However, he had no way to stop Xi Yue from being sad, and he was even the one who brought her sadness.
Xi Yue opened her eyes, her expression was back to normal, but her face was pale. "Don't worry, I'm fine. You can go back first. If you are in danger in the Demon Clan, leave there. I will arrange for you to go to Fulong Realm and meet up with Gu Liufeng and the others. Don't be stubborn."
Ouyang Haoxuan's throat stagnated and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He really wanted to ask Xi Yue, how could she still be in the mood to worry about his safety at a time like this
He really wanted to ask Xi Yue why she was so stubborn and so strong, and why she didn't release her weakness and pain
But in the end, he just clenched his fists, nodded, and turned away.
Before leaving the room, Ouyang Haoxuan stopped and whispered, "Xiyue, don't forget that no matter what time it is, you still have us, your brother, your father and your grandmother. You will never be alone."
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After Ouyang Haoxuan left, Qingluan waited outside for a long time, but she never saw Xiyue come out, nor did she hear Xiyue calling her in.
After waiting for another hour, Qingluan finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the door open and entered the room.
It was already evening, everything was quiet and the room was dim.
Qingluan looked around before she saw Xiyue in the corner.
Qingluan had never seen Xiyue like this.
In her mind, the young lady is always strong and indestructible, standing in front of them and shielding them from all the wind and rain. No setbacks or hardships can defeat the young lady.
But at this moment, the young lady looked like a fragile and helpless child.
She hid in the darkest corner, curled up her body, hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face between her knees, silent and quiet like a statue.
"Miss!" Qingluan screamed and rushed over, wanting to help the young lady up and ask her what happened.
But when she touched Xiyue's body, she shuddered.
It’s so cold, Xiyue’s body is so cold, like ice.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Qingluan tried to help Xiyue up with a crying voice.
However, as soon as she exerted force, her hand was gently pushed away by a force.
Xi Yue didn't raise her head, her head still buried between her knees, but a hoarse and broken voice came over, "Qingluan, go out first, let me be alone for a while."
"Miss… "
"go out!!"
Qingluan was stunned for a moment. This was the first time Xiyue spoke to her in such a harsh tone, almost yelling.
But Qingluan did not feel wronged or sad, she only felt frightened and worried.
Because Xiyue's voice was obviously cold, but full of pain and despair, as if she had sunk deep into the ice, unable to touch hope or feel warmth anymore. (To be continued)