When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

I thought maybe I was too impatient just now, or maybe there was something I missed.

Xu Xinyue concentrated again on the acupuncture, felt his pulse, and checked his neck, but still found nothing.

"How could it be, how could it be!"

At the moment, she felt anxious and scared. She curled her fingers to her lips, trying to recall what might have gone wrong.

Was there something wrong with her poison?

No way... No way...

Only then did she remember that from the beginning, she had not yet checked whether Qin Yuechuan's current condition was caused by her medicine.

Xu Xinyue leaned over and lifted Qin Yuechuan's eyelids, checked his nails and other parts, and her expression became increasingly gloomy.

At the same time, as she investigated more and more deeply, Xu Xinyue discovered that there was not a single intact piece of skin and flesh on Qin Yuechuan's body.

His arms alone were covered with file scratches, flesh and blood were stuck together, bones were exposed, and many places were clinging to crawling carrion-eating worms.

When he lifted up the collar of his shirt, he saw the skin underneath was burnt and curled up, as if he had been tortured by skinning and then glued together by a branding iron.

Xu Xinyue didn't dare to think about how much pain he had to endure.

Her hands were trembling and she dared not touch him. She pursed her lips tightly and tears of self-blame fell silently: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late, I should, I should be faster."

She had long thought that she would suffer if she ended up in that kind of place.

However, her imagination about dark punishments was too limited, and she knew only a little about Qin Zhaolie's vicious methods. In her entire life, she might have only known about branding, flogging and other well-known cruel punishments.

She found it a little difficult to bear. It seemed that clusters of black shadows appeared in front of her eyes. Her body felt a little weak. She supported herself with her hands and tried to regulate her breathing.

Through the examination just now, Xu Xinyue had some guesses in her mind, but she was unwilling to admit it or face the reality.

She was even more resistant than when she first learned that Qin Yuechuan was most likely going to Kyoto for Xu Mingxi.

She had tried so hard to save the person and was about to succeed, so how could such a mistake happen at this moment!

"Xu Baiyu, you lied to me!"

For the first time, Xu Xinyue felt resentment in her heart. Her chest ached dully, as if an invisible sharp knife was slicing at her heart.

She just wanted to pull out the sharp knife, even with her blood attached, and stab it straight into the chests of Xu Baiyu and Qin Zhaolie.

But there was no use in being angry now.

She couldn't leave Qin Yuechuan here at the moment, she wanted to take him back.

"I can detoxify. You know that, Qin Yuechuan. I can detoxify any poison. I can detoxify Frost Blaze, and I can definitely detoxify this one too!"

She leaned over and rolled down his sleeves to cover his broken body, then wrapped him in her cloak.

There was a big difference between his height and hers, and his calves and feet could not be covered, so they were exposed in the ice and snow.

Xu Xianyue's eyes were red, and her voice was choked with sobs: "I will take you back, and I will be able to cure you when we return..."

She wanted to help him up. Even though he was emaciated, Qin Yuechuan's skeleton was thick and heavy, and there were no stress points. It was still not something Xu Xinyue could support him in a short time.

Xu Xinyue tried several times with great effort, but still couldn't shake him at all.

A cold wind blew by, and a few more snowflakes fell.

Xu Xinyue was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but didn't feel cold.

She looked at Qin Yuechuan falling to the ground, and after a moment she changed her approach.

She pushed Qin Yuechuan's back, put her arms under his armpits, and tried her best to drag him away from the mass grave.

"You're so heavy, Qin Yuechuan!"

Tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

Even though she knew that he would not give any response at this moment, she still kept muttering:

"You're really heavy. I can't pull you."

Xu Xianyue gritted her teeth and walked back slowly with difficulty. Qin Yuechuan's heels scraped the ground, leaving two deep snow marks.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe half a moment, maybe a moment, or maybe longer, Xu Xinyue fell down on the snow again exhausted.

The wind blew and the snow fell. The two people in the vast world were just two weak and helpless ants, unable to move forward and unable to take a single step.

At this moment, her strength seemed to be drained away. She only looked at Qin Yuechuan, whose head drooped weakly to one side, and cried out in frustration:

"What should I do, Qin Yuechuan, what should I do, why are you so heavy!"

"Wake up! You have to walk on your own!"

"What should I do? I can't pull you. How can I take you back?"

"I have lost a lot of money because of you. You can't do this!"

After a long period of no response, the calmness that Xu Xinyue had tried so hard to maintain finally collapsed. Her shoulders trembled with sobs, her eyes were red and swollen, and there was a strong sense of despair and helplessness in her eyes.

She was unwilling to admit that perhaps Qin Yuechuan was really dead at that moment.

The once solid chest will never rise or fall again.

The hands that were once warm are now ice-cold.

Xu Xinyue was grief-stricken.

She had obviously done her best.

Is it that her power is too weak and insignificant to change Qin Yuechuan's inevitable death?

She was powerless to save her parents here, so even Qin Yuechuan couldn't keep them?

A wave of emotions surged in her heart - she was so unwilling to accept this.

……

Xiao Chan was worried that Xu Xinyue had not returned for a long time. When she arrived, she didn't know how long Xu Xinyue had been sitting there.

Beside him was the lifeless Qin Yuechuan.

"Miss...this..."

Xiao Chan already had a guess in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just stood quietly beside Xu Xinyue.

After a long while, Xu Xianyue spoke in a faint and faint voice: "Xiaochan, go choose a place with beautiful scenery and quietness."

She thought that if the Qin Yuechuan here had some connection with the real Qin Yuechuan, then she still had a chance to change the ending.

I am at the end of the road now. Would everything be different if I had started five years ago?

Everything here is too depressing.

I am drowning in the abyss of misery without even a moment's respite.

Three days later,

It was late winter and heavy snow was falling on a hillside outside Kyoto.

Xu Xinyue and Xiao Chan stood in front of the small grave.

Xu Xinyue's eyes were red and swollen, and she slowly poured a glass of sake in front of Qin Yuechuan's grave.

"I'm sorry to have you stay in this desolate mountain, but it's quiet here and few people come here. You can rest in peace now..."

She gently buried a pill in the soil with her own hands, muttering:

"It was originally made for you. Now that you're gone, it's of no use to me."

Xu Xinyue suddenly remembered that Qin Yuechuan had asked her in the carriage that day:

"Yueyue, do you believe that life can be repeated?"

When she heard it for the first time, she felt nothing.

After experiencing this, an indescribable feeling of strangeness arises in my heart.

"Qin Yuechuan, if there really is an afterlife, I only hope that you can get what you want in your next life."

When you left, were you reluctant?

I just want you to be alive.

"Miss, it's getting late. Your feet shouldn't be exposed to the cold for too long. Let's go."

"Well, let's go."

"Miss, what are we going to do in the future? If you leave and even the shop is confiscated, how are we going to make a living?"

"It doesn't matter. At worst, I can just start over."

The master and servant limped away, holding each other. Xu Xinyue was exhausted and could no longer hold on, with a dizzy mind.

It has come to this, can’t we wake up from this dream?

"Miss! Miss! What's wrong with you!"