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Chapter 35(2/2)

boom--

The damp wind blew in, extinguishing the candles inside the house.

Yingying killed Zhang Lingxue in front of Qin Rong. As Zhang Lingxue fell to the ground, the sword in Yingying's hand fell off. She saw Qin Rong appear and took a step back. She had not forgotten that Qin Rong didn't like her killing in her previous life.

"Third Brother." Looking at Zhang Lingxue lying in a pool of blood, Yingying regretted for a moment.

She lowered her eyes and saw Zhang Lingxue's body covered with wounds of all sizes, her face covered with blood, and her miserable appearance was very similar to Qiu An'an who was pushed out of the attic by her in her previous life.

"Did I do something wrong?"

The moment Yingying killed someone, her mind was blank, and her hands were shaking violently after killing someone. When Qin Rong walked towards her, she kept retreating and murmured to ask herself and Qin Rong: "Does the third brother also think Yingying shouldn't have killed anyone, and think Yingying should be vicious and damn."

She killed someone, and her hands were naturally covered with Zhang Lingxue's blood. She rubbed her face while rubbing her hands while rubbing her hands on her dress. She remembered that when she killed Princess Shunhe in her previous life, she also appeared in front of Qin Rong in this way. Qin Rong silently carried her back to the East Palace and told her when she helped her wipe the blood, "Yingying's hands should be clean and should not be stained with innocent blood. Fishy."

Her hands... shouldn't have been stained with blood.

Yingying lost her calm just now, and a hint of pain appeared on her right wrist. She wanted to run, but when she turned around, she was embraced by Qin Rong.

"Shh, don't be afraid--" Qin Rong suppressed Yingying's scream.

The rain and breeze outside were cool, and Qin Rong's arms were still warm. Yingying's blood quickly dissipated when she approached him. Qin Rong comforted her and patted her back to comfort her, "You are not wrong. Yingying has been clean with her third brother. Damn it them."

Qin Rong is so smart, how could she not know what Yingying was thinking? When he took Yingying back to Qingboju, he left someone to deal with Zhang Lingxue's affairs. Yingying nested in his arms and grabbed his clothes tightly, and asked over and over again: "Does the third brother really think Yingying is a good person?"

"Yes." Qin Rong carried her back to the room all the way, and he hugged her and comforted her gently: "Yingying is not wrong."

"Not everyone in this world deserves to live, and many people don't deserve your kindness."

Qin Rong never told Yingying these words in his previous life. Yingying was stunned when she heard them for the first time. She leaned against Qin Rong's arms, and her clear eyes were printed with Qin Rong's shadow. Even if her face was covered with blood, her eyes were still bright and transparent, making people see the end at a glance.
Chapter completed!
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