.."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!As he spoke, he reached into his clothes and pulled out a sprig of lucky grass, carefully covering the scratch on his arm.In her past li...“Gege of the dust!” A voice, seemingly like a song, came from behind him. His heart leaped with joy, and he turned around abruptly. Just as expected, Gege was smiling brightly at him, waving her little hand.

"Girl!" He couldn't even remember the last time she had smiled at him. Overjoyed, he rushed forward, reaching out to hold her in his arms, but then he looked down and realized there was nothing there.

"Songs..." He missed Song so much, he even started having hallucinations.

Although the Emperor repeatedly said he wouldn't let Ge’er marry the little prince, he knew too well the little prince's methods and Ge’er's temperament. If he pushed them too hard, he would truly lose Ge’er forever.

But right now, it seems like the only way to keep her by his side is to force her into marriage with royal decree. He knew that with coercion, Ge'er might not be able to escape, but in doing so, she would never forgive him for the rest of her life.

"My dear, what am I to do with you" He clutched his head in agony. He had tried to let her go, but every time he saw her with the young uncle, jealousy drove him mad. He couldn't do it.

"Thousand Thoughts, dust yourself!" Right at that moment, a man in black suddenly drew his sword and lunged at Thousand Thoughts!

Though Qian Si Chen was injured, her skills were still there. After a moment of shock, she immediately engaged the man in black!

“It’s you again! Who are you” Qian Sichin saw the black-clothed man in front of him and immediately recognized him as the assassin who appeared at the Prince's Mansion. But he always felt that the black-clothed man in front of him seemed familiar, even his martial arts moves seemed familiar. Of course, he couldn’t have imagined in his dreams that Ning Feng, who had already fallen off a cliff and died, was actually alive, and came to find him for revenge.

"You're going to die!" The voice, hoarse and rasping like burning embers, sent a shiver down my spine.

"There are many who want to kill this palace, who do you think you are!" Qian Si Chen coldly snorted, with a fearless expression.

The two fought fiercely, but Qian Si Chen was still injured. Ning Feng's martial arts were originally on par with Qian Si Chen's, and after months of diligent training at Qianshi Pavilion, his skills had naturally improved considerably. Soon, Qian Si Chen fell behind!

Ning Feng was determined to kill Qian Si Chen to avenge his father and the entire Ning Wangfu. Fueled by resentment for Qian Si Chen's interference in his marriage to Ge'er, his killing intent intensified. He attacked relentlessly, forcing Qian Si Chen to retreat step by step. In a moment of distraction, Qian Si Chen was pierced in the shoulder by Ning Feng's sword!

However, this very sword strike made him instantly think of something. With a palm strike, he stopped Ning Feng and looked at him in disbelief: "Are you Ning Feng"

Ning Feng remained silent, continuing to attack with his sword. This further confirmed Qian Si Chen's suspicions about his identity.

"You really are Ning Feng! You didn't die!" Qian Sichin was also shocked. Falling from such a high cliff, Ning Feng actually survived. This moment, his emotions were very complex.

Once close brothers, now they are destined to kill each other, but between them lies the deep hatred of a father's murder and clan annihilation.

"I'm not dead, are you disappointed" A raspy voice came again, Ning Feng's long sword in his hand didn't pause for a moment: "Today, either you die or I do!" He had reached this point and no longer cared about his own life or death.

Very soon, Qian Si Chen was no longer his opponent. After being kicked away by Ning Feng with a single foot, he hadn't even had time to get up before Ning Feng's long sword pierced his chest!

"Phew!"

The sound of the longsword piercing flesh was terrifying. Qian Si Chen felt a jolt that went through his entire being, his heart seemed to stop beating. He stared in disbelief at the masked face before him: a former good brother who had just plunged a sword into his chest. Had their bond truly come to this

“Thousands of thoughts, although my father may have been wrong first, you should not have gone to such extremes. You forced me to jump off a cliff and exterminated my Ning clan. This sword is for my clan members. You once spared me, this time, I strike you with a sword. If your life is not destined to end, then it is your fortune. If your fate is thus, then you cannot blame me!”

Ning Feng finished speaking, suddenly drew his long sword, and turned to leave!

Thousand Thoughts' body lurched forward with the sword draw, then slowly collapsed to the ground. He shielded his wound with his hand, feeling the sticky, warm blood flowing out relentlessly. The intense pain swept through his whole body. He opened his mouth to shout for help, but no sound came out. It seemed that even breathing hurt him to the bone.

He felt his consciousness growing increasingly hazy: could this really be the end He was so unwilling to accept it. He hadn't ascended the throne yet, hadn't married Ge'er. He didn't want to die, not one bit!

"Song'er..." In a daze, he saw a woman in white walking towards him. A smile tugged at the corner of his bloodstained lips: It was good, to see her one last time before he died, even if it was just an illusion, he was content.

Xiao Yu Ge and Lu Xiang Wan were preparing to return to Mingzhu Mansion, but as they walked, Xiao Yu Ge suddenly felt something was wrong. The surroundings seemed extremely strange and slow. She could even clearly see the leaves falling from the branches. This familiar scene made her realize something was amiss.

A withered leaf floated slowly down in front of her. She instinctively reached out to catch it. In an instant, the leaf in her hand turned gray, then gray again. She looked around in terror. The lush trees that had been there moments before were now all gray—the color of destruction!

Again Thinking back to the last time this happened, it was because she seemed to have killed Qi Si Chen. Could it be that this time, it's because Qi Si Chen is going to die again

At the same time, a voice from deep within her mind spoke, old and weary: "Can you truly bear to watch the entire world turn into hell" In a daze, she saw those scenes of corpses littering the ground again, that poor child being held aloft on a knife...

"No! No!" She shook her head violently, calling out loudly.

"Ge'er, what's wrong with you" Lu Xiangwan, who was beside her, was startled by her sudden shout.

Xiao Yu Ge suddenly came to his senses, looking at her in shock. She was colorful, and everything around her was still colorful. That is to say, Qian Si Chen wasn't dead, but what just happened couldn't have been her illusion. At this moment, Qian Si Chen was alive, but it was probably only a matter of time!

"Ge'er, what's wrong with you" Lu Xiangwan looked at Xiao Yuge and felt something was amiss, she couldn't help but worry.

"I'm fine." Xiao Yuge looked around, her heart moved, and she turned to run towards the Yue Ting Pavilion.o block her way, and her anger flared up instantly. Her demeanor was as if she wouldn't rest until Xiao Yu Ge and her servant were taught a lesson."I'll see who of you dares to touch her!" Xiao Yuge's...