Chapter 270 Who Are You (Ⅱ)
At this moment, Weisheng Junmo suddenly understood the implication of Weisheng Yvning''s words.
The way Qingyan looked at him was really simr to that ofQilian Qingyan in the past. Even the
expression on her face was the same as that of Qilian Qingyan in the past. But she was not Qilian
Qingyan. The one he loved most was already dead.
That girl died because what he did. It was all his fault.
If he hadn''t pushed Qilian Qingyan out by himself, if he hadn''t let Weisheng Junyan take away Qilian
Qingyan, then Qilian Qingyan would be his only wife now, and the only wife of Ruiwang.
But now...
Everything was gone. Qilian Qingyan had died in that terrible fire. Even her body was gone.
When staring at the girl in front of him, Weisheng Junmo suddenly loosened his grip. Then he took a
few steps back and muttered to himself, "you''re right. Everything was destroyed by me. It was me who
killed Yanyan. If I didn''t push her away, she wouldn''t die with hatred..."
As soon as Weisheng Yvning saw Weisheng Junmo''s expression, he walked up to Qingyan, drew her
sword and pointed it at her throat. "Who the hell are you? Why did my adoptive father be like this?
You are not my mother, and my mother has already died. "
While Qingyan looked at Weisheng Yvning, she had a warm smile on her face. When Weisheng Yvning
looked at Qingyan, and the sword in his hand, thetter suddenly dropped to the ground.
He couldn''t kill her, because he couldn''t kill a young girl who was as beautiful as her mother. He
couldn''t kill such a powerless girl.
Qingyan reached out her hand, and looked at the two surprised people. She slowly raised the corners
of her mouth. "I''m Su Qingyan, the daughter of Marquis Dingguo."
After listening to her words and thinking for a moment, Weisheng Junmo took off his cloak. The man
under the cloak had long, white hair.
"Do you want to hear a story from me, Su Qingyan?" Gazing at Qingyan, Weisheng Junmo felt like he
had seen Qilian Qingyan sitting in front of him.
"Before I hear your story, how about you listen to my story first?" "Perhaps the story I''m telling is what
you want to hear," Qingyan said, smiling at Weisheng Junmo.
Hearing what Qingyan said, Weisheng Junmo nodded at her.
Su Qingyan told a story to Weisheng Junmo. The story was so long that she seemed to forget her
identity and let herself feel what the girl had experienced.
However, in the end, the girl had undergone a huge change. After she fell into water and woke up a few
months ago, she had be ruthless and cruel. She had been fighting with them in the mansion, and
almost all the people who had touched the girl''s bottom line ended up pathetically.
A lot of things happened to the girl. Su Qingyuan was dead, Luo Yitong was dead, and Jiang Xinyue
was also dead. It seemed that all the things that the girl had experienced were beyond her age.
At the end of their conversation, Weisheng Junmo heard Qingyan say tly, "because I''m no longer
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Qilian Qingyan who I used to be."
Hearing this, Weisheng Junmo suddenly looked up at her.
"Ruiwang, do you believe reincarnation? Do you really believe in the word of "borrowing a dead body to
return a soul"?
The words of Qingyan stroke heavily on the heart of Weisheng Junmo and Weisheng Yvning, who was
standing beside, in surprise. However, he had never believed in thew of reincarnation the so-called
fate.
Looking at Weisheng Junmo, Qingyan was still wearing a calm face, then she called his nickname-Mo,
which was even more astonishing.
Only Qilian Qingyan would call him like that.
"You are not her. She is dead. She will never forgive me. " "All of this is caused by me," said Weisheng
Junmo remorsefully.
Hearing this, Qingyan was astonished. She had never seen such an expression on the man''s face
before. She stretched out her hand instinctively, but when she stopped finally.
Now she was no longer the Qilian Qingyan that she used to be. Instead, she was no longer qualified to
At the sight of this, Weisheng Junmo sat aside feebly, spat out a mouthful of blood. Weisheng Yvning
held him, "Father, you can''t walk so fast as today. I''ll take you back now."
The blood Weisheng Junmo spat out was ck. It was obviously caused by anger and. Or Weisheng
Junmo was poisoned.
"He was poisoned?" "What poison?"
"Father, are you poisoned?'''' Weisheng Yvning looked at Qingyan and then turned to Weisheng Junmo.
Do you mean that it''s the symptom of poisoning? "
"I''m fine. I don''t need your help." Weisheng Junmo dropped Weisheng Yvning''s hands. Then he
struggled to stand up, but when he just stood up, he sat down again softly.
Regardless of Weisheng Junmo''s objection, Qingyan took hold of his hand and began to feel his pulse.
But she stepped back when she felt his pulse.
It turned out that the reason why his hair turned to be grey was because of it? It turned out that he had
never forgotten it.
"I said, it''s none of your business." Then, he coldly dropped her hand and said, "whether I''m alive or
dead has nothing to do with you."
"You have never forgotten your promise to her. Why did you push her hand away atst?" With tears all
over her face, Qingyan looked up at Weisheng Junmo, "why do you push her to Weisheng Junyan?
You know clearly who she wants to spend the rest of her life with you."
Seeing the tears on Qingyan''s face, Weisheng Junmo felt his heart beat slower. He didn''t want to see
the tears on her face. He didn''t want to see the girl in front of him at a loss. He didn''t want to...
As Weisheng Junmo looked at Qingyan, he shed a bitter smile. "I didn''t want to push her either. But
when my brother ascended the throne, he trapped my mother and her nsmen and for the exchange
with you. At that time, I had no choice but to watch her step into that ce."
Staring at the white hair falling down, Weisheng Junmo picked up the white hair on his chest and said
with a smile, "can you see it? This is her punishment for me. On the day she died, my hair turned white.
The empress told me it was the effect of the Duoqing Parasite. Mother said there was no antidote and I
could only live with regret. "