Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Chapter 2744 Xiaoman (Where are the others?)

Hu Ruixuan's figure gradually disappeared in the snowy night, leaving only Hu Xiaoman's heart-wrenching cry.

"Ah..." Hu Xiaoman held his head with both hands and let out a painful and intense cry, which was filled with endless sadness and despair.

It was as if at this moment, she had fallen into an abyss from which there was no escape, and was completely swallowed up by the darkness.

"Xiaoman!"

Chu Qingye was extremely anxious.

Hu Ruixuan was dead, and all the resentful snakes rushed towards him and Chu Hen like crazy wolves.

Just when Chu Qingye felt powerless to resist and was in despair, suddenly, a purple light flashed across the dark night sky.

It was the Ziyun ring that Hu Xiaoman was wearing on his hand.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the Ziyun Ring actually cracked, and countless shining treasures flew out from it.

With a gentle, soulless "bang" from Hu Xiaoman, which seemed to have used up all his strength, these treasures instantly emitted powerful light, like dazzling suns, illuminating the entire snowy night.

The powerful force was like a surging wave, sweeping in with overwhelming force.

All the resentful snakes were instantly reduced to ashes and turned into wisps of green smoke in the face of this power.

Master Chen was also blown away by the powerful blast. Like a kite with a broken string, he fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The strange runes on his face also disappeared, and he looked disheveled.

Hu Xiaoman and Chu Hen were also affected by this powerful force and spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

Hu Xiaoman, who was standing behind them, slowly closed his eyes due to being too weak and fell down limply.

Chu Qingye was quick-witted and quick-handed, and his body moved like lightning. He flashed to her side in an instant, gently caught her, and held her in his arms.

Hu Xiaoman felt as if an invisible big hand was tearing her soul apart.

And below her was a shocking pool of blood.

Countless evil ghosts with hideous faces were pulling her prince brother down with their fangs and claws.

She screamed desperately, her voice hoarse and desperate, trying to break free from those big hands and rescue her prince brother.

Her eyes were bloodshot, tears flowed freely, and her hands and feet struggled desperately, but no matter how much she cried or how hard she tried, she seemed to be bound by an invisible force and unable to break free.

She could only watch helplessly as her brother, the prince who had loved her since childhood, was dragged into the abyss of hell little by little by those evil spirits, and she was powerless to do anything.

"No! No!"

She wanted to shout, but her throat seemed to be choked by something and she couldn't make any sound.

Just when she was in great pain, helpless and at a loss, that gentle voice rang in her ears again.

"Xiao Man, Xiao Man, Father God and Mother God are by your side, and your uncles and aunts who love you are watching over you every day."

"Don't give up, my Xiaoman is the best, keep going!"

The voice was soft and warm, like the warm sunshine in spring, dispelling some of the fear and helplessness in Hu Xiaoman's heart.

She subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab the figure, but there was darkness in front of her and nothing.

The last thing that froze in her mind was the tragic scene of her prince brother being torn apart by countless snakes.

"what……"

She screamed with all her might.

This time, I finally succeeded in shouting it out.

She sat up in panic, her eyes wide open, tears rolling down her cheeks, and she was gasping for breath.

At this moment, her hand was tightly clasped with a pair of large hands with distinct joints, and these hands were also very cold.

Hu Xiaoman slowly came back to her senses from her fear, and through her tearful eyes, she saw that the person sitting in front of her was Chu Qingye, who still looked a little tired.

Chu Qingye in front of him had already changed into a clean purple cloud gown, and his hair was neatly tied up with a jade crown, which made his posture even more upright.

His facial features seemed to be carefully carved by a god, so handsome that he looked like an immortal who had been banished to earth.

But he always exudes a cold aura, making it difficult for people to approach him.

At this moment, the pair of eyes as dark as the night were falling on Hu Xiaoman's face, with a hint of worry in them.

"you're awake!"

He used his other hand to slowly wipe away the tears on Hu Xiaoman's face, his eyes were cold and his movements were gentle.

"You've been in a coma for a month, just wake up and you'll be fine!"

Hu Xiaoman stared at him without blinking, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Where is my prince brother?"

There was a hint of confusion in her clear eyes.

When she asked this question, she held Chu Qingye's hand even tighter.

She was scared, so scared that her whole body was tense.

Hoping that everything that happened before was just a dream, she was eagerly waiting for Chu Qingye to comfort her.

Chu Qingye looked at those clear yet sad eyes, and Hu Xiaoman who was so nervous that his whole body was tense, his eyes were deep.

But in the end, he sighed helplessly: "Xiao Man, this is the State of Chu."

"Let the past be the past."

"From now on, you can treat this place as your home."

Chu Qingye spoke very slowly, and his voice was gentler than ever before.

But Hu Xiaoman held his hand even tighter.

"Chu Qingye, I'm asking you, where is my brother the crown prince?"

"Why isn't he here?"

"I have rarely been sick since I was a child, but every time I was sick, the prince was always by my side."

"Even if he is in seclusion, he will come out immediately to accompany me."

"Where are he?" Hu Xiaoman blinked, and tears rolled down her eyes.

When he asked the last question, his voice was trembling, as if he had used up all his strength.

Chu Qingye lowered her eyes and spoke in a low, slow voice.

"Xiao Man, you know Hu Ruixuan doesn't want you to be sad."

"He wants you to be happy."

When saying these two sentences, Chu Qingye didn't have the courage to look up at Hu Xiaoman.

He was afraid to see the sadness in her eyes, because that sadness would be like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

Ever since they first met, she had always been smiling in front of him, but that sweet smile was no longer seen now.

The hand that was originally tightly holding Chu Qingye suddenly loosened.

Chu Qingye felt his heart go empty and he quickly raised his head.

I saw Hu Xiaoman with his knees bent, his arms around his knees, his head buried between his knees, his shoulders shaking, and he was crying in a suppressed manner.

Chu Qingye just sat quietly beside her, accompanying her silently.

I don’t know how long it took before Hu Xiaoman’s crying gradually stopped, but she still maintained that lonely posture.

"Brother, are you there?"

A voice as pleasant as the sound of a ring of bells broke the silence.

Then, a faint and elegant fragrance wafted in.

"Brother, I knew you were here."

"Hey, she's awake!"

A woman walked slowly towards Chu Qingye and stood obediently in front of her. She looked at Hu Xiaoman who was burying his head between his knees and suddenly felt disgusted!