The charming legitimate daughter is reborn, addicted to the abstinent prince's pampering

Countless arrows whizzed past Gu Wangshu, each one ruthlessly shooting at Zhan Cangxue.

Gu Wangshu turned around suddenly, her eyes suddenly shrank, and she saw that Zhan Cangxue was stabbed like a hedgehog by dense arrows.

Gu Wangshu stood there blankly, like a stone sculpture, her brain buzzing as if being shaken by an invisible blow.

She saw panic and helplessness written on Meng Ying's face.

Her hands dropped weakly, and the knife on her neck fell to the ground with a clang.

Tears were welling up in Meng Ying's eyes. She seemed to want to cry, but found that she had lost the ability to make a sound and her body was shaking slightly.

Zhan Cangxue knelt on one knee, keeping his back straight until he died.

Gu Wangshu wanted to walk towards Meng Ying and hold her tightly in his arms, but her legs were as heavy as lead, as if they were not her own and she could not follow the command of her brain.

She seemed to be calling Meng Ying's name, but she couldn't hear it, and Meng Ying didn't look back at her.

Just when Gu Wangshu was stunned, a pair of arms suddenly hugged her from behind and held her tightly in his arms.

"Xiyue, I'm late."

He Lianhuan's voice was very soft, and these short words penetrated the noise and chaos around him and reached Gu Wangshu's ears clearly.

She finally recovered from the huge shock, her body couldn't stop shaking, and she grabbed He Lianhuan's arm with both hands.

He Lianhuan kept comforting: "Don't be afraid, Zhan Cangxue is dead. Anyone who hurts you will die."

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the wound on Gu Wangshu's neck.

But he didn't know that Gu Wangshu actually didn't want Zhan Cangxue to die. If he died, what would Meng Ying do?

Gu Wangshu turned his head worriedly and saw Meng Ying picking up the knife on the ground and putting the knife on his neck again.

Gu Wangshu's eyes were wide open and full of fear.

She struggled to break free from He Lianhuan's arms and wanted to rush towards Meng Ying, but was interrupted by Meng Ying.

"do not come."

Gu Wangshu paused and begged urgently: "Yingying, don't be impulsive, put the knife down quickly."

Meng Ying smiled bitterly: "Xiao Shu, once something happens, you can never let it go; now that he is gone, how can I let it go?"

"If Yingying has something to say, please tell her, please don't get excited, okay?" Gu Wangshu tried to comfort her.

"Xiao Shu, don't talk yet, listen to me."

Meng Ying shook her head, her eyes revealed determination. The pain could no longer be described in words. Her heart was torn when she faced the scene of Zhan Cangxue being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Her heart ached to the point of numbness, and she lost consciousness.

Her tone was calm, so calm that it scared Gu Wangshu.

"Xiao Shu, I want to ask you something."

Gu Wangshu shook his head without hesitation and said resolutely: "If you don't ask me, I won't help you. You can handle your own affairs."

Her intuition told her that what Meng Ying wanted her to help with must not be a good thing, and she was determined not to help.

Meng Ying didn't seem to care about her rejection, she looked at Gu Wangshu.

"When I die, scatter my ashes and Zhan Cangxue's ashes at Taicangguan. This is the place he vowed to defend to the death. I want to accompany him and can't go back to Helian, but I can watch it at Taicangguan. Look at Helian."

After hearing these words, Gu Wangshu could not control himself, and his painful and desperate cry echoed in the air:

"I won't help. I will never help you. If you dare to die, I will feed Zhan Cangxue's body to the wild dogs. Do you hear me?"

Meng Ying smiled: "Xiao Shu, you won't do that. I believe you will fulfill my wish."

Gu Wangshu almost collapsed, her heart felt as if a thousand arrows had pierced her heart: "I can't do it, and I won't do it even if I die."

Gu Wangshu was going crazy, so she rushed over and tried to stop her.

"We haven't eaten candied haws together this year. Didn't you say that two blessings are perfect if they are added together? If you die and I am the only one left, how can it be considered perfect?"

"Xiao Shu, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise this time."

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into Gu Wangshu's heart.

Gu Wangshu watched helplessly as Meng Ying waved the knife in her hand, like a warrior ready to die, and cut her own neck without hesitation.

At that moment, Gu Wangshu's heart seemed to be torn apart, and the hot blood spurted out was hotter than mountain fire, burning her to the bone.

Gu Wangshu's feet went weak and he fell heavily to the ground. He stretched out his arms, trying to touch Meng Ying's body, but he couldn't reach it.

"Meng Ying, you are a bastard——"

......

Lying on the cold ground, Meng Ying felt no pain, only relief.

The things in front of her gradually blurred, and before her consciousness dissipated, she prayed silently in her heart.

Zhan Cangxue, walk slowly on the road to Huangquan, my child and I are here to find you.

I have failed you in this life. If there is an afterlife, I hope that I will be born in the same country as you, meet early, have a smooth life, and be full of children and grandchildren. I hope you will not disown me.

I love this land where I was born and raised, and I deeply love my family and friends. I thought I could take revenge on the people of the enemy country for the vague love I once had. I seemed to have done it, but I fell in love with it because of it. I met someone who valued me as my life, and ruthlessly killed him.

No one knows that at the moment of his death, he whispered to me:

"Clear, I hope you get what you want."

At the end of this world, I look back on the past and realize that I have ruthlessly hurt an innocent person.

He used his life to explain to me what true love is, and I didn’t understand the true meaning of this love until the last moment.

May I be able to make up for this guilt in the next life, may our lives be filled with happiness and health, may our love last forever, and may our souls rest in peace.

My name is Meng Ying, and my name is Qing Qing. Don’t forget it.

......

Qinxinyuan.

Gu Wangshu was leaning on the bed, tears already streaming down his face.

She told Gu Chengfeng everything that happened in Taicangguan in detail, as if she had experienced Meng Ying's suicide again, and the feeling of powerlessness weighed on her heart like a boulder.

"Second uncle, she killed herself with a knife. She actually had the heart to let me watch her die in front of me." Gu Wangshu's words were full of endless pain.

So far, Gu Wangshu can still clearly remember the heat of Meng Ying's blood splashing on her skin, which was hotter than a mountain fire.

She was burned to the point of being left with no skin, and she was in agony.

"She begged me to scatter her ashes in Taicangguan. I...I...how could I bear not to take her home."

Gu Wangshu kept choking, the pain in his heart was like a knife, as if a hand was holding his heart tightly, suffocating it.

She bit her lower lip tightly, holding back the sobs in her throat, and the grief in her heart surged like a tide.

The blood rushes through the body like an out-of-control wild horse, wild and intense.

She forced herself to swallow the bitterness, the indescribable grief.

"But I can't bear to not even be able to fulfill her last wish for her."

"Second uncle, I burned Yingying with my own hands." She said softly, every word was like a knife cutting her, and the pain was unbearable.

After saying this, Gu Wangshu cried bitterly. The blood finally couldn't hold it back and flowed out from his lips and nose, dyeing the bedding bright red.

All the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away. Gu Wangshu's body was like a withered leaf, swaying in the wind of time, and then slowly falling on the bedside.

Tears mixed with blood almost drowned her in the torrent of sadness.

A picture of Meng Ying's body turned into ashes appeared in front of her eyes.

She collected all the ashes of Meng Ying and Zhan Cangxue, and with He Lianhuan's support, she climbed onto the tall tower of Taicangguan, facing the cold wind and the distant outside the city.

The mountain fire was raging, and the red light shone on her face, but her heart was already freezing.

The cold wind whistled, blowing the urn in her hand, as if urging her to scatter the ashes to the earth quickly.

She held her tightly in her arms, feeling extremely reluctant to let go. It seemed that as long as she held Meng Ying's ashes, she could return to her, follow her back to Helian, back to Yong'an, and back to where they grew up together. Big Gu family.

But everything is her extravagant hope after all.

Death is like a lamp going out, never to be resurrected.

Gu Wangshu's muttering never stopped, one after another.

"You said that the two five blessings added together are perfect. You lied to me, you lied to me..."

The words were blown away by the wind, and the scattered promises no longer counted.

Gu Wangshu gently opened the urn. For a moment, the cold wind lifted up the ashes of Meng Ying and Zhan Cangxue. They circled and intertwined in the air, and finally drifted away without a trace in the direction of the wind.

Everything is finally over.

The last hard bone of Nalan Kingdom was shattered. Nalan Kingdom's strength was exhausted. Helian Kingdom won, but Gu Wangshu lost miserably.

Her cousin Meng Ying committed suicide, and her cousin Mu Sheng was bombed alive.

She lay weakly on the bed, bleeding and couldn't even make a sound while crying.

The things in front of her gradually blurred, and her world was shrouded in darkness.

His nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, and people's shouts seemed to be ringing in his ears, but they were so far away.

She couldn't see or hear, and her consciousness eventually fell into darkness.

She was like a drowning person, unable to find the direction of life. She could only let herself be pulled by the boundless darkness and gradually sink into the cold water.

She swam blindly in the darkness, seemingly floating, like a duckweed struggling in the rapids, unable to control where she was going.

Everything around her became strange and mysterious, and she seemed to be taken to an unknown place. No matter where she was, darkness and cold always followed her.

Suddenly the darkness and cold lifted and her senses returned to consciousness.

She found herself in a white mist, surrounded by pure white, as if she had jumped out of the world and was on top of the sea of ​​clouds.

In this strange and peaceful scene, she saw Meng Ying slowly walking out of the white mist.

Meng Ying's face looked tired and haggard, and her eyes were dim. However, when Meng Ying saw her, a trace of comfort and expectation flashed in her eyes, and she rushed over and hugged her.

She could feel the subtle trembling of Meng Ying's body and the warmth of her body temperature. It was the most real feeling in the world, like the freshness of morning dew on her skin.

Gu Wangshu cried uncontrollably and wrapped his hands tightly around her waist, as if he wanted to vent his grief.

She knew in her heart that all this was not real, this was just a dream, an intoxicating fantasy.

But she didn't want to wake up from the dream. As long as she didn't wake up, Meng Ying would always live in her memory.

But Meng Ying pushed her away and looked directly at her with those bright eyes.

"Xiao Shu, you must live."

The sound was so decisive that she pushed her hard.

Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Gu Wangshu seemed to have fallen from the clouds.

She stretched out her hands to Meng Ying who was standing in the clouds, shouted at the top of her lungs, and kept waving.

"Meng Ying, come home with me."

She saw Meng Ying smiling. The smile was full of bitterness and there were tears in her eyes.

"Xiao Shu, I can never go back."

"You are smarter than me, and it is up to you to change the fate of the Gu family."

"Meng Ying——" Gu Wangshu screamed and opened his eyes suddenly, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Her eyes were dull, and her whole body was still immersed in the weightlessness of falling from the clouds.

"Xiao Shu, my good daughter——" Lu Yunxiang lay beside the bed, crying loudly.

"Mom, look, little sister is awake." Gu Wangshu's sister-in-law Chen Chengcheng said in surprise.

Lu Yunxiang immediately put away her tears, grabbed Gu Wangshu's hands, and asked with concern:

"Xiao Shu, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Looking at her daughter's pale and bloodless face, Lu Yunxiang's heart broke.

Gu Wangshu came back from his dream and looked outside the bed.

There were many people around the bed.

There are her mother, second uncle, second sister-in-law, sister-in-law and Gu Changan.

Three-year-old Gu Changan wiped the tears from the corners of Gu Wangshu's eyes with his fat, meaty hands.

"If Auntie doesn't cry, it won't hurt if I blow on Auntie."

Hot breath came out of his mouth and blew on Gu Wangshu's face.

Gu Wangshu's tears not only did not stop, but intensified and soon soaked the pillow.

When the people around saw this, their hearts were lifted.

"Yingying can't come back. She will never come back."

Everyone's eyes instantly became moist, and they choked until they lost their voices.

How could a family that was originally a good family suddenly become like this?

They have not yet gotten over Yun Musheng's death, and they have to face Meng Ying's death again.

Yun Musheng was blown to pieces, with no bones left.

Meng Ying committed suicide, but asked Xiao Shu to scatter her ashes outside Taicang Pass.

If there were ashes that could be left as a memory, the two of them didn't even leave a memory for them. How desperate this was.

Lu Yunxiang stroked Gu Wangshu's hair.

"Xiao Shu, mother knows that you are sad and sad about Mu Sheng and Yingying, but mother hopes that you can cheer up quickly. Mother only has you as her daughter. If something happens to you, how will mother survive?"

Lu Yunxiang's eyes were blood red. Since Yun Musheng's death, she hadn't even had a good night's sleep, and her body was getting weaker day by day.

Now she had to face her daughter vomiting blood, and she could no longer hold on.

Looking at his mother who had suddenly aged, Gu Wangshu's heart ached even more.

She didn't want to be sad, but she couldn't do it.

Facing the death of her loved ones, she couldn't change anything.

"Xiao Shu, your grandmother's health is deteriorating. If she sees you getting weaker day by day, she will definitely not be able to withstand the blow."

Gu Wangshu met Gu Chengfeng's gaze and saw full of regret in his eyes.

The second uncle suffered no less than anyone else, and he was the one who suffered the most pain and fatigue in the house.

Gu Wangshu forced himself to push back his tears and nodded.

"Okay, I will adjust my mentality as soon as possible."

"Don't tell grandma about Yingying."

Everyone's opinions were surprisingly strong, and they all chose to hide Meng Ying's matter.

If the old lady asked, she would not know anything about it. As long as she did not let the old lady know clearly that Meng Ying was gone, the old lady would still have some hope in her heart.

Gu Wangshu rested at home for a day and a night.

At night, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time. It was late at night, and she finally fell asleep in a daze, but her dream was full of blood. She wished she could see Meng Ying and Yun Musheng in her dream, but she didn't.

The hazy night passed, and the dawn of the next day arrived.

Like a puppet, she washed and dressed under Qiuchi's service, took two bites of breakfast and left the house.

Gu Wangshu first went to Yun Mansion and stayed with her aunt for a while. Seeing that her aunt was immersed in grief and unable to extricate herself, she didn't stay too long.

I originally planned to go to Yun Musheng's grave to offer incense.

But when he thought there was no Yun Musheng's body in the grave, he gave up.

Gu Wangshu and Qiu Chi walked aimlessly on Taiping Street.

Suddenly, a person appeared in front of her. She didn't pay attention and bumped into that person.