nycdaug Chapter 223: Past Life Dream
Chapter 223: Past Life Dream
Her eyes were filled with astonishment as she stared blankly at the man lying in the snow.
He was obviously seriously injured and covered in blood, but he still kept smiling gently at her.
Zhou Lingge's heart was suddenly stabbed.
Her face was pale, and her eyes were full of collapse: "Stop laughing, don't laugh."
"Blood, so much blood. Someone, someone, please."
No one heard her call, everything was silent, and there were only the two of them in the snow.
Snow is falling.
The man stretched out his arm and used trembling fingertips to carefully wipe away the few drops of blood that splashed on her cheek.
"Don't cry..."
"I... I know, you... you hate me. You have always hated me especially. It was me... it was me who broke up you and Han Mubai. It was me who trapped you. It was me who acted stubbornly and imprisoned you by my side."
"I'm sorry... I should have apologized to you long ago. Now, I'm using my life to pay for... you... Can you forgive me? Can you stop hating me?"
"I...I really like you. From the first time I saw you, I fell deeply in love with you. I couldn't bear not having you in my life. So I used my authority to bind your wings, trapping you by my side, claiming you as my own, making you my forbidden delicacy."
"Ge'er... the past is like a passing cloud of smoke, like all that is in a dream. I... I don't even know... whether the time I spent with you actually happened, or... was it all just a dream."
Her heart ached so much that it was almost numb.
She obviously hated him very much.
Why at this moment, her tears couldn't help but fall down.
She watched helplessly as the blood flowed from his body.
He was lying in a pool of blood... He was dying, and he had never felt so vulnerable.
Zhou Lingge opened his mouth but could not make any sound.
She just cried silently.
The man's fingertips were stained with blood, and he wiped the tears from her face... but the blood accidentally stained her face.
His eyes were full of panic.
"I'm sorry, I...I stained your face."
"I'm sorry that I always do things that make you angry and sad."
"Ge'er, but from today on you are free. I will not trap you anymore... You... You can go wherever you want and love whoever you want. I will not imprison you anymore... The only way I can stop loving you is when I die."
"I have already drafted an imperial decree to pardon you. You...you may leave the palace. I have left you fertile land, gold, silver, and secret guards...someone will take you wherever you wish to go."
"I...I only ask you for one thing, can you promise me?"
Zhou Lingge sobbed softly, her tearful eyes looking at the man lying in a pool of blood, gradually losing consciousness.
The man's eyes were already glazed over. He gasped and kept saying, "Please... don't hate me anymore. If... if there's an afterlife, please... take a look at me, okay?"
"Would you...would you try to love me...just once?"
As the last word "OK" was uttered, the fingers that he had used to wipe her tears from her cheek fell heavily and landed in a pool of blood.
He closed his eyes without waiting for her answer.
Zhou Lingge felt heartbroken.
She covered her aching heart tightly... At this moment she could no longer hold back and burst into hysterical tears.
She finally called out his name: "Qin... Fei... Ling..."
Zhou Lingge suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
She was gasping for breath, and when she reached out to touch her tears, her face was already covered with tear marks.
Jin Xin hurried in from outside.
She looked at Zhou Lingge's tearful face, her eyes filled with surprise.
"My lady, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Lingge felt a little nervous. She clutched her clothes tightly and turned her head to look around.
"What about Your Majesty?"
"where is he?"
Jin Xin quickly replied, "His Majesty has gone to court. Your Majesty, are you alright?"
"How about I send someone to inform His Majesty?"
Zhou Lingge quickly shook his head.
She tried her best to calm herself down.
"I'm fine..."
"Don't tell His Majesty about this."
She let Jin Xin leave in a daze. She leaned against the corner of the bed, wrapped herself tightly with the quilt, and slowly closed her eyes.
In her previous life, the scenes of Qin Feiling's death came to her mind bit by bit.
Because her hatred was so deep, she almost forgot how Qin Feiling died.
Now this dream completely brought back her vague memories.
That winter, Qin Feiling left the palace and went up the mountain to offer sacrifices.
She gave birth to a stillborn baby and lived in a state of confusion, a life worse than death. She had tried to commit suicide countless times, so Qin Feiling kept her by his side every day, chaining her hands and feet and keeping her by his side.
Wherever he went, he took her with him.
It was winter and it snowed heavily.
Qin Feiling said he wanted to give her a gift, so he untied her shackles and sent away all the outsiders.
He personally carried her on his back, step by step, stepping on the white snow...slowly climbing towards the top of the mountain.
Although the wind was cold, he protected her very well.
She was wrapped in a warm and soft fur coat and holding a hot water bottle in her arms.
He even didn't let the sheepskin boots she was wearing get stained with any snow water.
He just carried himself up the mountain step by step.
The mountains are majestic and undulating. The top of the mountain is covered with red plum trees, which are like burning flames or gorgeous clouds, floating lightly in the mountains.
As the breeze blew, petals fell like red snow, covering every part of the mountain top... embellishing the vast mountain forest.
He placed himself in a pavilion on the top of the mountain. There were stone tables and chairs in the pavilion, and a stove on the stone table. The flame in the stove was burning brightly, the boiling water was gurgling, and misty white mist was floating everywhere.
Layers of white curtains hang around the pavilion...the whole scene is beautiful and romantic.
He put Zhou Lingge on a stone bench and she stared blankly at the undulating mountains covered with snow.
Her mind couldn't help but be in a trance.
Everything in front of me seems not like the human world... but a fairyland!
Qin Feiling smiled and took out a golden hairpin carved with a phoenix from his bosom.
He said that he designed the pattern himself, consulted the craftsmen personally, and carved it himself.
She saw the thin calluses on his palms... and the tiny scars where they were broken.
He held the golden hairpin carefully and secretly observed her expression.
He asked her if she liked it.
She didn't answer at that time, she just looked at the endless snow-covered mountains in the distance in a trance.
"I love birds flying free..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the golden hairpin fell from his palm and landed in the snow.
His eyes were filled with anxiety, and he quickly squatted down to look for the hairpin that had fallen into the snow.
At this moment, the sharp arrow shot from nowhere, cut through the cold air, penetrated countless snowflakes, and attacked her face.
At that moment, she thought she was going to die.
She never expected that... Qin Feiling was standing in front of her.
The arrow pierced through his chest, pierced his heart, and hit his vital point!
Zhou Lingge recalled the memories of the past and took a deep breath.
The corners of my eyes couldn't help but turn red.
The pain in her heart spread little by little.
At this moment, she suddenly wanted to see Qin Feiling again.
Zhou Lingge stood up suddenly and called Jinxin in to help her change clothes and wash up.
She was eager to see him.
Unexpectedly, Jin Xin walked in from outside with a strange and somewhat ugly look on her face.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Zhao of Fenghe Palace has committed suicide..."