Chapter 14: The Massacre (3)
Standing and looking down at Ziheng who fell to the ground, and then looking at Yinyin who was struggling to break free, Zhou Yan felt heartbroken. Ziheng's groan made him turn around again. Dragging his injured body, Ziheng struggled to get up, supporting himself with one hand holding the sword, and reaching out to Yinyin in the distance with the other hand. Seeing Ziheng reaching out to get close to Yinyin, Zhou Yan mercilessly kicked Ziheng again, and Ziheng fell to the ground again...
"Ajun, Ajun——"
Hearing Yinyin's call, Ziheng, who was gradually losing all his strength, struggled to climb up again. At this time, he was only a few steps away from the cliff...
"Shu, Er——"
A weak call came as Zhou Yan's sword came towards him. Ziheng, who was hit head-on by the sword again, staggered back and fell off the cliff without paying attention...
"Ah, Jun——"
Using all his strength, he threw Zuo Yu away and rushed down the cliff, but was stopped by Zhou Yan before he reached the edge...
"why why???"
Seeing the person she loved being pushed off the cliff, Yin Yin never expected that such a huge change would happen around her in just a short moment. She turned back to look at Zhou Yan, but she still saw his expression of no reaction...
【Snapped--】.
A pleasant sound.
Zhou Yan received a heavy slap on the face.
After shaking off the interception again, Yinyin rushed to the edge of the cliff, but she could no longer see Ziheng...
"Ajun, Ajun——"
I can't believe that I was still snuggling in his warm embrace during the day, but now I am facing the cruel reality. I thought that the two of us would be happy after we got married, but I didn't expect it to be the beginning of separation and destruction...
"ah--"
The heart-wrenching cry seemed so sad and shrill amid the thunder and rain...
Suddenly, everything went dark before my eyes, and Yinyin fell to the ground...
"Yin Yin——"
Zhou Yan immediately ran to Yin Yin and helped her up.
On Fish Island in the dark night.
Facing the strong wind and heavy rain.
The shrill and miserable cries were drowned out by the sound of thunder and rain.
The fire burned fiercely in the heavy rain.
——A few days later——
The warm sunshine is shining.
The island lost its usual liveliness and bustle.
Houses were destroyed by fire, and corpses and charred human figures were everywhere...
"Are you still late?"
Shan Zhen was speechless at the tragic scene before him. This was truly a horrible scene for him to see. He held a jade pendant tightly in his hand...
The news of the tragic deaths of 189 islanders soon reached the palace.
It also spread to neighboring countries.
There are also many theories about the tragic deaths of all the islanders.
Many say it was attacked by pirates.
Many said they were attacked by robbers.
Some also said that he was attacked by his enemies.
No one would guess that it was Zhou Yan who did it.
Only a handful of people know about it.
More than a month later.
From Fengzhu Garden, west of Prince Jing's Mansion, came the sound of broken ceramics and shrill cries. "Go, go, I don't want to see you—"
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving, don't get excited!!"
As the words fell, the door opened and Zhou Yan came out with blood on his forehead!
The room was littered with debris.
The furnishings are also all over the place.
In such a messy room.
Yin Yin collapsed in the middle of the room, tears streaming down her face, sobbing non-stop. This was her second day at Prince Jing's Mansion. She had fainted several times due to grief and extreme sadness, so she had recuperated in [Yancheng] for a while. After she got a little better, Zhou Yan immediately brought her back to [Prince Jing's Mansion]!
"Ajun, Ajun——"
She cried out her lover's name, her heart was torn apart. She woke up crying every day and night. Since that day, Yinyin's tears never stopped. Her grief made her fall ill again and again, and she was rescued again and again. Even though she wanted to follow Ziheng, Zhou Yan would still use various methods to revive her. She thought about hurting herself let the pain eliminate the grief in her heart, but she was bound by Zhou Yan's words...
If she wanted to hurt herself, she would let a hundred people cut off their hands. If she wanted to torture herself, she would let a thousand people be punished with a life worse than death. If she wanted to commit suicide, she would kill tens of thousands of people to bury her with her. After the precedent of Diaoyu Island, no matter how painful it was, Yin Yin would not want to see others being hurt because of her, so she lived until now with tears in her eyes; she lived like a crying zombie, and she could not forgive Zhou Yan alone. The heart-wrenching pain made her unforgettable the death of Ziheng. There was no meaning in living, but death could not bring her relief. She lived a life worse than death every day.
After crying, Yinyin would always fall asleep. Only when she fell asleep could she forget the heart-wrenching pain. But soon she would wake up from crying again. After waking up, she would still be in tears and didn't want to face the reality...
Tortured by pain.
Bound by words.
Living a life worse than death every day.
I spent every day in tears.
When will days like this end?
When will this pain end?
She was heartbroken and exhausted.
If you're not careful you'll fall into a coma.
Whenever she was unconscious.
People around you will feel nervous and frightened.
For her, the person she loved most and 189 innocent islanders died, and for her, five doctors' families were destroyed.
Dozens of maids .
Whenever she saw Zhou Yan, she would have the urge to avenge Ziheng, but she would always feel powerless, causing her to become angry and in great pain...
Sitting on the ground, tears welled up in my eyes...
She didn't even know when the maids came in to clean the room.
Everything around seemed to not exist.
The only thing that supported her was her kind heart.
The maid left in a hurry, but Yinyin didn't feel anything at all...
"Dancing girl——"
A familiar voice, a familiar smell!
I raised my head slightly and looked around. In my hazy eyes, I saw that familiar figure...
"Why are you sitting on the ground? You'll catch a cold—"
Han Ji's gentle and clear voice echoed in her ears. She leaned over and helped Yin Yin up. Yin Yin stood up unconsciously because of the familiar tone. Han Ji helped Yin Yin to sit down on the bed...
Looking at the hazy, sad eyes staring at me, her appearance has not changed, she is still so beautiful, but her thin and haggard face is heartbreaking: "Poor dancer, why did you become like this?"
Han Ji, who knew nothing about Yin Yin's situation, felt pity for her when she saw her haggard appearance...
Looking at that familiar face and listening to that familiar voice, Yinyin's tears, which had originally stopped flowing, burst out again...
"What's wrong?"
Han Ji's gentle and kind voice made her feel nostalgic whenever she heard it. Tears flowed involuntarily, and she simply threw herself into Han Ji's arms. In Han Ji's arms, she felt unprecedented warmth and cried without reservation and forbearance...
