nycdaug Chapter 186 Sorrow
Chapter 186 Sorrow
It happened in a flash. Perhaps because he was determined to die, Yun Ting, a man with no kung fu skills, ran faster than anyone else.
Like a stray arrow, he rushed towards the thick tree trunk with determination.
With a "bang", Yun Ting hit the tree with his head, paused, and then his body softened and slowly slid down.
A trail of blood suddenly appeared on the dark brown tree, winding down along his head.
Seeing from a distance that he was bleeding heavily, Nan Yingzhi was shocked.
After losing so much blood, even Yun Ting, a teenager in his prime, would probably be in trouble.
With one hand supporting Yun Ji's hip and the other supporting his waist, she had no time to spare, so she went to check on Yun Ting's condition herself, and signaled Ling Feng and Ling Yu beside her to go out and take a look.
Receiving Lingyu's gaze that said "It was me who asked them to get up last time, it's your turn this time", Lingfeng endured Jinan's gaze that seemed to want to eat him alive, and walked forward carefully.
In order to prevent Yun Ting from faking his death, he stared at Yun Ting's face as a precaution, and while trembling, he reached out to feel his breath.
Seeing the person frozen in the snow, with no response for a long time, Nan Yingzhi's heart sank.
Thinking that she had to give Jin An an explanation no matter what, she gritted her teeth and broke the silence: "How?"
Lingfeng squatted, said nothing, and just shook his head slowly.
Before Nan Yingzhi could show her shock, Jin An, who was standing there in a daze, had already spoken.
"Impossible!" He shouted in disbelief, "He was in good health, there's no reason why he would die just by hitting a tree!"
Knowing that Jin An would never give up unless he personally felt Yun Ting's pulse, Ling Feng looked at him deeply without making any further arguments.
He moved sideways, making way for Jin An to come over.
When he saw Jin'an reaching out his hand, his eyes became dull. Even if Nan Yingzhi was eloquent, she couldn't say anything else.
Unconsciously tightening her hands on Yunji's waist, she felt his warmth and slowly said, "My condolences."
Although she was sad about Yun Ting's accidental death, Nan Yingzhi still hadn't forgotten that Jin An's promise not to go against her was based on Yun Ting's survival.
Holding her beloved Yun Ji in her arms, she did not dare to be careless at all. She kept a close eye on Jin An's movements and was always on guard against his counterattack due to Yun Ting's death.
Jin An was in a trance, constantly recalling the past. For a few moments, he felt that his soul had left his body and he was watching coldly from above, watching all the chaos.
Time seemed to be stopped by an unknown god and no longer flowed. The only sound left in his ears was the whistling of the wind, but the beginning of the sharp autumn wind had already appeared.
It was also in late autumn when I first met Yun Ting.
In his aunt's arms, Yun Ting, the white jade ball, was hugged. Under his aunt's instruction, he babbled and called her "Brother Jin'an" indistinctly.
At that moment, he just felt that Yun Ting was cute, and wanted to be his second elder brother besides the eldest prince, and grow up with him.
But as Yun Ting grew up day by day, he couldn't help but sink deeper and deeper into the emotional swamp, unable to escape.
In order to monopolize Yun Ting, he took care of himself and blocked all the women in the harem for him. He also followed his aunt's wishes and drugged A Lian, the girl Yun Ting loved, aggravating her already serious illness.
He even conspired with Lian Zhaoyi to take him away from the center of power and bring him to a deserted village.
And he never discussed everything he did with Yun Ting. He always did what he thought was appropriate.
Staring at Yun Ting's lifeless face, Jin An suddenly grinned, revealing a silent and miserable smile.
If I die in the same way and at a similar time as Yun Ting, will I be able to meet him again before he drinks Meng Po soup and loses his memory?
Jin An said nothing, stared at the place where Yun Ting's head touched, and bumped into it.
Receiving Nan Yingzhi's gaze, Lingfeng pushed Lingyu and asked him to check Jin'an's mouth and nose.
Just like Ling Feng, Ling Yu sighed barely audibly and shook his head helplessly.
I witnessed with my own eyes that a pair of beloved people were killed one after another by being hit by the same tree. Nan Yingzhi felt as if her throat was blocked by an unknown object, causing a slight obstruction.
Before this, she had killed assassins whom she had never met before and who had tried to kill her.
But today, the two people who died in front of her were flesh and blood and even talked to her a few moments ago.
In the past, Nan Yingzhi would not feel sad, even if her opponent died, she would just feel very happy.
But affected by Yun Ji's abundant emotions, she, who was originally emotionally indifferent, couldn't help but be dazed.
What is love in this world? It makes people promise to be together for life and death (from Mo Yuer's Goose Hill Ci by Yuan Haowen). It's roughly like this.
Although being held by Nan Yingzhi, Yun Ji could not see the scene in which Yun Ting and Jin An both crashed into a tree and died.
But the unique fishy smell of blood suddenly came over him and continued, stimulating his inexplicably sensitive sense of smell.
The food in his stomach suddenly surged up. Yun Ji lay on Nan Yingzhi's shoulder, trying his best to suppress the nausea that was like a tsunami.
He didn't know why Nan Yingzhi seemed to be frozen and couldn't move. He endured the discomfort and weakly patted her shoulder blade while calling her in a weak voice: "Little Gardenia, Little Gardenia."