His master's heart demon was sacrificing his own loved one for the greater good, causing him to die beneath the Wind-Piercing Sword.
Now, although he was dead, an impostor had killed him, and that impostor had had her Spirit Pills dug out yet again to save him. That ought to count as revenge, so why was his master still not waking up?
Had he died for nothing?
"Master Yu Qing..."
A timid voice suddenly came from outside the door.
It no longer had its usual lilting sweetness, carrying a note of resentment instead.
Xiao Qinghe looked toward her, his pupils contracting sharply.
Ouyang Susu looked haggard, thin, and listless. Her confident, youthful air had vanished, replaced by a veil covering most of her face.
Only her eyes showed, brimming with tears and utterly weary.
She also held a bouquet of peach blossoms in her arms.
"I came to see Senior Brother Xiao. I brought his favorite peach blossoms."
"Hah!" Xie Jun sneered.
She gently straightened Xiao Qinghe's clothes, then placed the bouquet of gorgeous, dew-covered peonies in his arms.
"Some people ignore you while you're here, then cling to you once you're... gone. They don't even know what you like, yet think they're so clever bringing a bunch of rotten peach blossoms to disgust you. Truly, affection that comes too late is worth less than weeds."
Everyone knew whom she meant.
Ouyang Susu trembled, swaying on her feet.
"I didn't kill Senior Brother Xiao. Why take your anger out on me? I only came to see him off. He planted these peach blossoms himself. If he didn't like them, why would he..."
"Get out."
Bai Yuqing did not turn around or spare her a glance.
Each word was chilling to the bone.
"Qinghe is sleeping perfectly well. He needs no