The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 463 Really Makes It Sad
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Yes, women are emotional and tender-hearted creatures, unable to see the wounds and sorrows of others. Not even being able to see tears, because it was in the depths of their soft innermost hearts that even great mistakes could be forgiven.
Going to Kangqing Country, for Leng Bingxin really made her nervous and nervous as well. There were too many painful memories there, and there were also unbearable years there.
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He misses the place very much, but also hates someone so much into the marrow of his bones.
But upon receiving news of Ziyue's death, at that moment, all the nervousness and insecurity instantly turned into a kind of sadness and coldness.
It was a kind of indescribable feeling of despair and coldness, yes, an amazingly beautiful woman, devoted her life for the sake of her loved ones and died in prison, he said, Ziyue definitely had regrets and sorrow that she could not express before she died. Ziyue was so hoping to meet the man who prophesied her heart moved, but in the end Ziyue instead had a contradiction and did not want to meet the man. When she found out that Bei Fengchen had traveled far and stepped forward to a bigger dream, Ziyue knew that if she lived then it would not benefit Bei Fengchen, she said, he would only be a barrier stone to her.
Therefore, Ziyue did not hesitate to choose to disappear.
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Not knowing for some reason, Leng Bingxin had never felt herself so anxious to cry like this, Ziyue had already left and turned into a spirit, Ziyue had already gone, the man who a few days ago was still crying so miserably in prison with tears in his eyes, but now he was already buried in the ground, it could no longer use tears and sobs to express and release the boundless sadness in the heart.
Leng Bingxin only felt her entire body so sick at this moment, it was really so painful that she did not want to live, her tears flowing drop by drop, then she cried sobbing, sobbing, each tear was as if a drop of blood was flowing in his heart.
Reflexively Bei Fengchen grabbed Leng Bingxin into his arms, in his memory, Leng Bingxin's eyes were always filled with a cold light, but Leng Bingxin was firm, no matter how injured she was, no matter how sad she was, no matter how sad she was, she would never shed a tear before him, let alone cry sobbing like this.
Ziyue's death really hurt her heart greatly, truly making her sad.
Beside his ears, was the so pitiful sound of Leng Bingxin's sobbing, Bei Fengchen who had always coldly sealed his heart, could not hold back his tears at this moment, not being able to hold back his tears, looking at Leng Bingxin who was so uncomfortable, her throat seemed to be pierced by a knife. Such a feeling was as if every breath he took, then the tip of the blade would erode his throat bone…
Bei Fengchen had no idea that a look like this of Leng Bingxin would deal such a powerful blow to him. Leng Bingxin's tears were like daggers that made Bei Fengchen's heart slashed like a knife, there was a kind of bitterness that flowed down his throat, Bei Fengchen lowered his head, the resentment and feeling of self-blame were already like rows of sharp blades piercing through him one after another.
He said: “Do you blame me for Ziyue's death?”
Leng Bingxin did not say anything, only biting her lower lip, forcing her tears to return to her eyes, yes, she did, there was some sadness that could not be expressed in words except with tears flowing profusely, Leng Bingxin could only tighten her entire body, she said, gritting his teeth and trying to hold back his expression that was so sad that it made the look of his face slightly distorted, in the end he still could not help his crying.
“He's dead, he's really dead, he's fine a few days ago, and now he's forced to die alive. He should have known that you had already left Beifeng Country.so... so he already had no hope, so he ended it with death.”.
Finished speaking, the hot liquid dripped down like boiling water, hitting the back of Bei Fengchen's hand, as if the droplets were boiling in his heart.
Bei Fengchen hugged Leng Bingxin even more tightly and then buried his head, inside the shaking horse carriage, Bei Fengchen could not help but smell the tears in the corner of Leng Bingxin's eyes, kissing her drop by drop to dry.
