"Get away!"
Gu Yuena's voice was hoarse and broken, choked with tears and a desperate, near-mad stubbornness.
"You... didn't you already disown me as your lord?"
"So why are you pretending to care now?!"
With every word she spoke, the sharp pain from the broken ribs in her abdomen tore through her again. Her vision darkened, and she could barely breathe.
Pain and guilt flooded Bi Ji's eyes. "My lord, we never..."
"Shut up!"
Gu Yuena cut her off. At last, the tears gathered in her violet eyes spilled over.
"Where were you... when I needed you most?"
"And now... what are you doing here..."
She ignored Bi Ji's suddenly pale face and Di Tian's heavy, complicated gaze.
Bracing herself against the cold ground with her elbow, she dragged her injured left leg and crawled toward Su Ling, inch by agonizing inch.
Her silver hair trailed through blood and dust. All her former nobility was gone, leaving only a heartbreaking dishevelment and an almost obsessive tenacity.
Bi Ji bit her lower lip and forced herself to activate her healing art again. "Even if you resent us, please let us save your life first!"
"If you die, who else can save him?"
Those words seemed to strike right at Gu Yuena's deepest weakness.
Her movements faltered, and her fierce resistance quietly eased.
But her gaze remained locked on the unconscious figure in Ye Wanqing's arms.
"Shengyan..."
A barely audible call broke from her bloodstained lips.
She didn't even dare think—
If he really left her just like this...
It would hurt a million times more than killing herself!
Just then, a cool, slender figure slipped silently through the crowd and landed beside Ye Wanqing.
The newcomer wore a plain white dress, with a veil covering most of her face.
Only her