The familiar face once again came into her view. Tears streamed down Wei Dongling's face uncontrollably in an instant.
This was the man she yearned for day and night, the one who even haunted her dreams! Ever since they had their disagreement, she had repeatedly forced herself not to think about him, not to fall into memories, and not to pay attention to him! But now, he had stepped forward without hesitation to protect her. When that familiar face appeared in front of her again and she saw the blood oozing from the corner of his lips, Wei Dongling instantly broke down into tears.
Wei Dongling asked him for the ghost - face mask that could command the iron cavalry of the Northwest. Yu Zixi didn't ask a single question and immediately gave it to her without hesitation.
Watching Wei Dongling crying so bitterly, Yu Zixi's eyes involuntarily turned red. He reached out to wipe away her tears and softly called out, "Dongling, don't cry..." No matter what you want, as long as I have it, I'm willing to offer it to you.
Wei Dongling wiped her tears with her sleeve. There were so many things she wanted to say to him in her heart, but she couldn't utter a single word. After choking for a long time, she finally whispered, "Then you, be careful..."
"Okay." Yu Zixi nodded solemnly and was about to leave when he saw a figure flickering behind Wei Dongling.
He Jingyao dashed over at an extremely fast speed. The dagger in his hand glinted coldly in the moonlight. But Wei Dongling was still immersed in grief and didn't notice at all.
"Femme fatale! Die!" He Jingyao leaped forward, brandishing the dagger, and stabbed fiercely at Wei Dongling's back.
Hearing this, Wei Dongling panicked and looked back. She saw the glinting dagger coming straight at her.
"Dongling!" Yu Zixi's heart skipped a beat. Without a second thought, he rushed forward and blocked He Jingyao's dagger with his own body.
With a ripping sound, the dagger in He Jingyao's hand stabbed into Yu Zixi's chest. Almost instantly, blood gushed out like a fountain. Yu Zixi staggered and slumped softly into a pool of blood.
"No!" Watching Yu Zixi's face turn pale, Wei Dongling's heart clenched tightly. She quickly reached out to hold him, and her vision was instantly blurred by tears.
He Jingyao was both shocked and angry. He looked at his blood - stained hands in disbelief and called out sorrowfully, "Yu Zixi!"
He Jingyao never expected that his beloved protégé, whom he had carefully taught, would, in order to please this woman, simply hand over the ghost - face mask without hesitation! And he had even stepped forward without hesitation to block the knife with his own flesh and blood. His stab was so fast and fierce that the entire dagger was completely buried in Yu Zixi's chest. The blood gushing out of Yu Zixi's body made He Jingyao's scalp tingle.
"Zixi!" Wei Dongling cried out sadly as Yu Zixi's limp body fell. Seeing Yu Zixi fall on the slanting eaves and roll down rapidly, Wei Dongling didn't care about anything and desperately reached out to grab his hand.
He Jingyao was extremely annoyed. He gritted his teeth and glared at Wei Dongling hatefully, saying, "It's all your fault! If I had gotten rid of you earlier, none of this would have happened!"
This woman had always been a stumbling block in Yu Zixi's life! His nephew used to have a heart as hard as iron and was always highly expected by everyone. But since this woman appeared, Yu Zixi had bowed to her again and again. His heart and eyes were full of her! He even wanted to offer his heart to her!
But this woman was actually the daughter of his father - killer!
He Jingyao's eyes burned with raging anger. He lifted his foot and kicked at Wei Dongling, who was tightly holding Yu Zixi's left hand.
Wei Dongling felt a sharp pain in her back and almost rolled down with Yu Zixi. She used all her strength to hold onto Yu Zixi and roared, "He Jingyao, are you crazy? Hurry up and save him!"
Seeing Yu Zixi's face turn ashen, breathing more out than in, He Jingyao was extremely grief - stricken. He roared maniacally, "Go and die with him!" With that, he kicked at Wei Dongling's waist again.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out behind He Jingyao. The person crouched down and pounced on He Jingyao, knocking him to the ground, and started punching him one after another.
The expected pain didn't come. Wei Dongling looked up and saw that there was another person on the eaves wrestling with He Jingyao. That person was actually the young prince Murong Xuan, who had been thrown out of the palace by the Prince Rui. He had actually sneaked back!
"Brother Xuan!" Wei Dongling was terrified. Murong Xuan was no match for He Jingyao at all!
Murong Xuan punched He Jingyao in the face several times. He Jingyao was caught off guard and was punched until his eyes were filled with stars and his nosebleed gushed out. He Jingyao was both angry and hateful. He flipped over and straddled Murong Xuan, punching his fair face one after another in return. Murong Xuan let out pitiful cries but still gasped and gritted his teeth, shouting, "Dongling, run!"
Wei Dongling was in a dilemma. Seeing Yu Zixi's bloodless face, she knew that if she didn't stop the bleeding soon, he might really die. She could only grit her teeth, use all her strength to pull Yu Zixi up, hug him, and flee in a hurry under the moonlight.
He Jingyao wouldn't kill Murong Xuan for no reason, would he? He would spare his life, right?
Wei Dongling was extremely uneasy. Hugging Yu Zixi, she ran desperately on the eaves. There were people everywhere near the Taiji Palace! There wasn't even a quiet place! She didn't even have the time to look down and check Yu Zixi's injury.
"Zixi! How are you?" Wei Dongling didn't dare to stop for a moment. With tear - filled eyes, she asked anxiously, afraid that he would just quietly pass away.
Yu Zixi let out a soft grunt, which made her feel a little relieved. Wei Dongling looked around for a quiet place. Hugging Yu Zixi, she sobbed nervously, "Wait for me a little longer. Does it hurt?"
She heard Yu Zixi in her arms weakly and tremblingly say, "When you ignored me..." It hurt more than this.
Wei Dongling's tears fell like rain as she choked out, "I was wrong! I promise I won't do it again, wuwuwu..."
Yu Zixi didn't say a word. Wei Dongling immediately felt extremely uneasy and her legs went weak. She quickly called out, "Zixi! Zixi, how are you? I'm so scared when you don't reply..."
After a long time, Yu Zixi let out a weak grunt. Only then did Wei Dongling feel a little more at ease.
Finally, she found a quiet courtyard. Wei Dongling's hands were covered in blood. She laid Yu Zixi on the rockery and carefully looked down at his injury.
To Wei Dongling's surprise, He Jingyao's dagger was completely buried in Yu Zixi's chest, and his inner shirt was already completely soaked in blood. Wei Dongling was extremely flustered. She quickly reached out to press on Yu Zixi's bleeding wound and couldn't help crying out loudly.
What should she do? Where was Ruan Niang?
Wei Dongling was at a loss and wanted to find Ruan Niang to save him. Yu Zixi reached out his blood - stained hand and gently stroked Wei Dongling's face, whispering softly, "Dongling, I may not be able to hold on..."
Wei Dongling pressed tightly on his chest and sobbed uncontrollably.
Yu Zixi quickly called out, "Dongling, I have a wish that hasn't been fulfilled..."
Wei Dongling looked up at his weak appearance and quickly leaned over to his ear and asked, "What do you want? Tell me."