Chapter 53
When Qingyu woke up, he didn't know how long it had been.

Ning Zhi was not in the cave, but he covered himself with his robe.

Ning Zhi is already awake?

A hint of surprise rose in Qingyu's heart.

She didn't know why she would rather risk her own life to save him. She clearly wanted to live so desperately, but when she saw that Ning Zhi's face was getting paler, she still used the dagger without hesitation. Cut his arm.

She knew very well in her heart that every point of physical strength she expended at this time, the chance of survival would be reduced by one point, not to mention, she was very likely to fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

But she did it anyway.

Qingyu thought for a long time, and finally concluded that maybe she really didn't want to owe Ning Zhi a life.

Not long after, Ning Zhi came back with a bunch of wild fruits in his arms and a wild rabbit in his left hand.

Seeing Qingyu, Ning Zhi's purple eyes flashed with light.

"woke up?"

"Ah."

Qing Yu nodded, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Ning Zhi looked very different at this moment than before.

Especially those eyes, which are bright but gentle.

Qingyu couldn't help chuckling, it's good that she and Ning Zhi are still alive.

Looking at Qing Yu's pale face without a trace of blood, Ning Zhi's eyes flashed with distress.

Putting the things in his hands aside, he stepped forward to help Qing Yu up.

She hasn't eaten for a long time, and she has been vigilant all night, and even shed an unknown amount of blood. Now Qingyu is very weak.

"Does it hurt?"

Suddenly seeing Qingyu's tightly bandaged arm still oozing blood, Ning Zhi subconsciously opened his mouth.

Qingyu was slightly taken aback, noticing where Ning Zhi looked, Qingyu understood that he was talking about the wound on his arm.

"fine."

Ning Zhi didn't know that she had to release a bowl of blood every month to renew the lives of Gu sect disciples, so that her face was always pale like sick.

Now, it's just a little more blood than before.

As for the pain?
No, because she has long been numb.

Seeing Qingyu's extremely familiar indifferent expression, Ning Zhi's heart twitched lightly.

He couldn't imagine what Qingyu had experienced before, so that now he was so injured that he could still say nothing.

"Eat a wild fruit first to quench your thirst."

Ning Zhi asked Qing Yu to lean against the cliff, and then picked up the long-dead rabbit on the ground and left the cave.

Not long after, he walked in with the treated rabbit.

Lighting up the dry firewood he picked up again, Ning Zhi roasted the rabbit meat on top of the fire.

"With the wind strings, your maidservant will be fine."

Ning Zhi spoke suddenly, and Qing Yu, who was holding the wild fruit to drink the juice, was startled.

Was it because he saw that he was worried about Xiyan that he said such a thing?
Qing Yu once again felt Ning Zhi's abnormality.

Although he is gentle and kind on the surface, Qingyu knows that Ning Zhi is probably cold in his bones.

But now, he would actually take the initiative to mention Xiyan.

Are you afraid of worrying about yourself...

"it is good."

Qingyu responded, but she knew in her heart that it was useless for her to worry about it now.

Now that Ning Zhi said it, Feng Xian will definitely do his best to save Xiyan, and that's enough.

"Thank you."

"You have a good relationship with that maidservant of yours?"

Qingyu responded lightly, then seemed to think of something, and said softly, "Xiyan, even when I was in the most difficult time, he was always by my side."

To her, Xiyan is not only a master and servant, but also a relative.

Ning Zhi's purple eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely remembered that even in the crisis last night, the maid named "Xi Yan" never flinched.

It can be seen that she can risk her life for Qingyu.

She is a loyal girl.

Then he thought of Feng Xian, who, like Xi Yan, always stands in front of him no matter what.

"Let me tell you about my past."

Qing Yu raised her eyes, not understanding what Ning Zhi meant.

To a certain extent, she and Ning Zhi are the same kind of people.

And people like them will never expose their vulnerable side to others.

There is no doubt that Ning Zhi's past, like hers, is a scar that she doesn't want to mention again.

So, what does Ning Zhi want to do?
Before Qingyu finished thinking, Ning Zhi had already opened his mouth.

"As long as I can remember, I remember that the father and the mother always quarreled, and it has become commonplace to break up unhappy."

"And I also know that the person in the father's heart is not the concubine mother, but Aunt Mu in the backyard of the palace."

"But when I was 11 years old, my father and my concubine had another quarrel. There was no other reason. My father always wanted to raise Aunt Mu as an equal wife."

"As for my concubine mother, as a princess, she is proud and arrogant. It is extremely wronged to marry someone she doesn't love. How can she let other women be equal to her?"

"The quarrel that time was extremely fierce, so even though it was late at night, the concubine mother still went back to the palace in anger. Before she left, she only said, "You want that woman to be your wife, unless I die! "

At this point, Ning Zhi paused, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he remembered something.

"Later, the next day, the news that my mother and concubine fell into the water and died."

Qing Yu's face froze slightly, such a thing was too coincidental.

Ning Zhi suddenly smiled, his voice full of sarcasm, "Did you know that just a month after my concubine's mother passed away, that man promoted Mu Xiyin as his equal wife, the husband and wife are harmonious, and they are extremely honored and favored."

Qingyu didn't speak, but she understood that Ning Jiangyu was fighting Ye Lingchen in his own way.

In the past, he was forced to marry Ye Zhaoyue, but now that Ye Zhaoyue is dead, there is nothing to stop him from marrying Mu Xiyin as Concubine Ning.

Speaking of which, there is no one who gains in this relationship.

Ye Zhaoyue was forced to become Concubine Ning when she clearly wanted to belong to her. She and Ning Jiangyu wanted to see each other and hated each other. For more than ten years, she could only be freed by death.

As for Ning Jiangyu, who clearly had Mu Xiyin in his heart, he had no choice but to marry Ye Zhaoyue in. Even if Ning Zhi was born, it was all due to Ye Lingchen's pressure.

According to the unwritten rules between the royal family and the Ning clan, the eldest son of Prince Ning's mansion must be born as a princess, so even if Mu Xiyin had a child before Ye Zhaoyue, she could only be strangled.

Qingyu suddenly thought of Ning Zhi and Ye Jinyu. If Ye Lingchen didn't let go, would the tragedy of Ning Jiangyu and Ye Zhaoyue be repeated again?
In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the emperor's order to stabilize the royal family.

Qingyu's heart trembled slightly, it's no wonder that Ning Zhi hated Ning Jiangyu so much, if it wasn't for Ning Jiangyu's insistence on promoting Mu Xiyin as his wife, why would Ye Zhaoyue be here.

And Ye Zhaoyue passed away only a month ago, and her bones were still cold, yet Ning Jiangyu and Mu Xiyin sang in harmony, how could this not make people feel bad?
(End of this chapter)

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