He said: "Ling'er, I am here."
Gong Lingye felt that Bei Chenyu was inexplicable, but didn't say anything. He went straight to Qingpan's room, but he was so weak that if Bei Chenyu was not protecting him, he would fall to the ground.
Because, she knew, it was not a dream, it was true, and she could no longer deceive herself or others.
Look, there is no longer the beauty of the past on the green bank of the bed, a face is bloodless, too pale, and the whole person is still a little god in his eyes.
"Qingpan, Qingpan." She lay on the edge of the bed, her eyes glowing reddishly.
She was not so crying, but at this moment she couldn't hold on anymore.
Qing Pan tried to squeeze out a smile, but found that she was unable to do even the slightly provoked face, "Ling'er." The voice she said was low and hoarse that she couldn't believe it.
"Qingpan, it would be great if you didn't come to save me, you wouldn't be like this, Qingpan, I hurt you." She lowered her eyes.
If it weren't for her, how could Qingpan become like this.
Qing Pan shook his head and said with difficulty: "Ling'er, Yue'er, January 23rd."
Gong Lingye said: "Qingpan, there must be some salvation, right? Qingpan, I don't want you to die!"
She didn't want Qingpan to die. Qingpan had already suffered so much, so why did she still die.
Moreover, it was for her to die!
Qing Pan did the last bit of her surplus and held up her hair. She remembered that Ling'er said that she liked watching her do this most. She couldn't have that style anymore, but she still tried her last bit of strength. Don’t be like this. Actually, everyone will die. Maybe it’s because of you. I can get a different look from Lord Yan, and I can have a good baby in my next life."
Gong Lingye could still talk and laugh when he saw Qingpan like this. He didn't know what to do for a while, but his eyes were sad.
Whether it was Tingyue in the previous life or Qingpan in this life, it was because of her that she would leave.
She can still clearly remember that Ting Yue blocked the shot for her in order to prevent her from being injured. If this were the case, Qing Pan would not die.
But there were too many enemies that time, and some assassins came with daggers and attacked them.
Ting Yue was obviously injured, but still insisted on facing the enemy together.
If there was no Tingyue that time, she was afraid that she would die too.
But finally, their reinforcements arrived, and the reinforcements repelled the killers, but she could only watch Ting Yue's body become a little bit cold.
Tingyue was still laughing like crazy, lying in her arms, she didn't forget to say: "Ling'er, don't let me die because of my sister in the future. You will no longer have the mood to love someone anymore. I have to get one, oh, you see, I forgot again, ignorance is terrible, the two girls are lilies, don’t end up being nuns."
Gong Lingye shook her arm, "Ting Yue, you bad woman, how can you leave me! We said that good people cannot be born in the same year and the same day, and they must die in the same year, the same month and the same day!"
Ting Yue stretched out her hand to wipe away the teardrops on her face, "You only know the truth, and that is what the lover did on the same year, the same month and the same day, Gong Lingye, you are not your sister's little lover."
Gong Lingye smiled angrily, "Yes, only muscle men are your food, Ting Yue, if you dare to die, we will never socialize again. I will sell all those muscle men one by one. Be a cowboy."
Tingyue also laughed, "Don’t, anyhow, those are my little babies. Besides, if you can’t get married later, you can pick one that is a little passable and make it a little bit for you. I believe it’s yours. The ability to train muscular men to be submissive is definitely not a problem."
Ting Yue's words became more and more intermittent, and she still coughed from time to time.
Till the end, Ting Yue took a deep look at her, her face could not be said to be sad or happy, but her eyes raised her familiar, playful smile again.
And now, is she going to experience the kind of things in her previous life again? I want to watch my best girlfriends alive and die in front of me, but I can't do anything about it.
She vowed in a previous life that she would never let herself fall into such a desperate situation in this life, but is this fate
She can only do that every time.
"Qingpan, you stay with me, don't leave me, okay?" Does she really have to end like that
"Ling'er, it's destined, neither you nor I can change." After saying that, Qing Pan closed his eyes, and finally smiled, but never opened his eyes again.
"Qingpan!" Gong Lingye cried heartbreakingly, as well as Zi Yan dropped tears, and kept wiping with a handkerchief.
The doctor on the side finally couldn’t bear it, saying: "Wang Hao, the sorrow and change, this girl had been injured by more than a dozen arrows, and the arrow was still heavily poisoned. It would be okay if she was sent for treatment earlier, but it’s a pity. After such a long delay, even the old man can do nothing."
"Doctor, I beg you to save her, I beg you to save Qingpan." Gong Lingye thought that she had made fun of those patients' families before crying when they asked for a doctor. She still felt that people were mortal. Is there something to cry? Now it's her turn, but it's not like this.
Qing Pan, she wants Qing Pan to come back to life, even if it's her own life.
Bei Chenyu hugged Gong Lingye and said nothing. At this time, he didn't even know what to say.
He was drinking with them in the Shangyuan Hall, and both were a little drunk. After being served sober soup, he was about to see why Ling'er hadn't returned.
But when he saw Qing Pan coming in with Ling'er in his arms, covered in blood, he put Ling'er in his hands, and the whole person fainted.
He hurriedly told a doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment. Ling'er did not have any major incidents, they were all minor injuries, but Qingpan was already helpless. After hanging for a few days, she could not be treated at all.
Gong Lingye broke away from Bei Chenjue, went to the side of Qingpan's bed, and touched Qingpan's face with his hands, which was still extremely white and delicate.
God, how can you bear to take away such a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth? It's her damn, it's her Gong Lingye.
She couldn't imagine it, it was like a moment of rewarding someone who was still teasing her, this moment was eternally separated from heaven and human.
Her Qingpan was so dead.
Her nails were sinking deep into the heart of her fingers, and bloodshots appeared, but she didn't even notice it.
Gong Yunluo, she wants her to die!
She wants revenge for Qingpan!
Then her back shoulders sank, but she no longer had any consciousness.
"Prince." Zi Yan looked at the princess who had fainted worriedly.
Bei Chenyue waved his hand, "It's okay, it's better than she is now." He hugged Gong Lingye horizontally and became thin again, but his footsteps were heavy again and again. He looked at her pale face and his heart followed suit. It sank.