Chapitre 320

Besides Feng Zixiao, Shi Mei and Shi Lan, even Feng Qian and Shen Ruoxuan came over and witnessed this cruel scene, and couldn't help but scream in horror.

In that split second, Ye Lingfeng, who had been standing in front of Hai Ling, moved. He stretched out his long arm and deflected the sword from Hai Ling's hand. At the same time, the sword, like a wild horse unleashed, stabbed straight into his chest. He used the momentum of the attack to his advantage, so the sword mercilessly pierced straight into Ye Lingfeng's chest. Everyone watched this bloody and cruel scene with wide eyes, deeply moved by their love. Even in death, they would rather hurt themselves than hurt the other.

"How could Heaven torment such a couple like this?" Feng Qian, Shen Ruoxuan, and the others couldn't help but exclaim.

No!

However, the sword still pierced straight into Ye Lingfeng's body. By the time Hai Ling reacted, she saw the long sword pierce through Ye Lingfeng's body. On his handsome face, his eyes were filled with intense and passionate love, and his lips were adorned with a gentle smile, but his body staggered and fell to the ground.

Hai Ling's hand was still gripping the longsword. She felt as if she had been electrocuted, and was in excruciating pain. She could no longer hold back and let go, covering her head with both hands and screaming, "Ah, no! I don't want to kill Ye! I don't want to!"

Just as she was screaming and yelling wildly, a thin, green light, as delicate as willow catkins, floated out from her chest and danced in mid-air.

In the darkness, a white figure suddenly flashed over, condensing powerful internal energy in its palm and unleashing it directly at the green willow catkins. In the blink of an eye, the green glow was shattered, and nothing remained in the night.

The white figure that appeared was none other than Helian Qianxun. He shattered the green light in mid-air with a single blow and spoke calmly and steadily.

"Alright, the soft love knot is untied."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qian pounced over and punched Helian Qianxun: "This is the method you said to untie the soft love threads? You actually made Ye Lingfeng commit suicide. This is worse than death for Yu Ling'er. This is not what she wants. You have gone too far."

Helian Qianxun remained silent despite being hit several times by Feng Qian.

On the other side, Ye Lingfeng, though suffering from a sword piercing his heart, did not faint. Instead, he looked at Ling'er, who was on the verge of madness, with heartache and slowly said, "Ling'er, Ling'er."

Hearing his call, Hai Ling finally stopped screaming, but when she looked at Ye Lingfeng, her eyes were blurred with tears. Seeing him standing unsteadily, she didn't dare to approach him and shook her head, looking at her own hands.

"How could I do it? How could I possibly do it?"

She clearly remembered that she would rather hurt herself than hurt him, but in the end, the sword pierced his body instead. She felt that she was too cruel. She loved him, and even if it was because of her tender feelings, she could not pierce his body. She could not forgive herself.

Although he didn't blame her, she couldn't forgive herself.

With that thought in mind, Hai Ling turned and ran. Feng Qian quickly chased after her, afraid that she might do something bad.

Here, when Ye Lingfeng saw that Ling'er was still injured, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Coupled with the sword wound, he finally couldn't bear it and was about to faint. Shi Zhu and the others behind him were even more heartbroken. They stepped forward to support their master and cried out sadly.

"grandfather?"

Unexpectedly, the way to untangle the tangled threads of affection requires the death of someone. Such an outcome is worse than not untangling them at all; the Empress would probably rather be dead than alive.

Helian Qianxun glanced around and, seeing that everyone was preoccupied with their grief, couldn't help but speak in a deep voice.

"He'll be alright. Help him into the inn immediately for treatment."

As soon as he spoke, Shen Ruoxuan came to his senses, quickly stepped forward to check on him, and then signaled Shizhu and Shiju to help him into the inn for treatment.

In fact, Helian Qianxun had studied the method for breaking the Soft Love Curse for a long time before finding a flaw. Although this flaw was enough to make someone almost die, he believed that Ye Lingfeng's abilities were sufficient to break it. The most direct way to break the Soft Love Curse was to kill the person one loved. After research, he discovered a method: when the other party was about to kill him, he could use the Heart Displacement Technique to shift the heart with powerful internal force. When the heart beats, it contracts, creating a tiny gap between the heart and the diaphragm. Ye Lingfeng could then use his internal force to shift the heart, widening the gap between the heart and the diaphragm. Thus, a sword piercing the heart would not actually damage the heart, but in the eyes of the beloved, he would be dead. In her extreme despair, the Soft Love Curse would break free, thus destroying the curse. In fact, Ye Lingfeng, who was stabbed in the heart, was unharmed.

However, this matter is extremely risky. If not handled properly, it could really lead to death by piercing the heart. Only someone who loves their woman very much could do this, otherwise they would not take such a risk.

When Helian Qianxun spoke to Ye Lingfeng, Ye Lingfeng agreed without even blinking. This earned Helian Qianxun's great respect, which is why she appeared to help him destroy the love threads that flew out of Hailing's body. If the love threads were not destroyed in time, and Ye Lingfeng did not die in the end, the love threads might fly back into Hailing's body, and then the price Ye Lingfeng paid would be in vain.

Inside the inn, Shen Ruoxuan and the others gathered in the room. After checking, they found that the sword had not damaged the heart, meaning Ye Lingfeng would be fine.

This discovery delighted everyone, and Shen Ruoxuan immediately drew Ye Lingfeng's sword and began treating him.

Shi Mei and Shi Lan breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that the Emperor was not dead. Not to mention that the Emperor was their former master, even now, if something had happened to the Emperor, the Empress would never have forgiven them. Living would have been a deep torment for her, and she would have hated them. Now that the Emperor was alright, Shi Mei and Shi Lan immediately slipped out of the inn and went to look for their master.

Overwhelmed by heartache and self-loathing, Hai Ling ran out of the inn and ran wildly through the streets. Feng Qian caught up with her and pulled her along.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, don't run away! You're carrying a baby! Don't hurt the baby."

Speaking of this, Feng Qian felt hatred for Helian Qianxun again. That damned bastard! No wonder he refused to tell her when she asked him about the method to untie the soft love knot. It turned out to be such a terrible idea. Did he have a grudge against Ye Lingfeng? Now that Ye Lingfeng has been stabbed, if he dies, Ling'er will definitely not let her go.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, don't be sad. Ye Lingfeng might be alright."

At this moment, Hai Ling's mind and heart were filled with the image of Ye Lingfeng, his smiling eyes, his deep affection, and her own bloodied hand that had pierced his body. Everything was frozen in her mind. Thinking that Ye Lingfeng might be dead, she could no longer control herself and burst into tears in Feng Qian's arms.

"Qian'er, if he dies, I don't want to live either. I'd rather die with him, and our family can die together."

On the dark street, many people were watching them. Feng Qian quickly carried Hai Ling to the side of the street and patted her back to comfort her.

"It's alright, Ling'er, nothing will happen. I think Ye Lingfeng will be fine."

Helian Qianxun must have a way to save Ye Lingfeng. He would never come up with such a bad idea. If untying the Soft Love Silk really means Ye Lingfeng will die, then isn't that the same as the method Alang mentioned before? If that's the case, then why does she still need to cling to him?

If Ye Lingfeng really gets into trouble, she will never forgive Helian Qianxun. This time, she really won't forgive him because he went too far.

In the darkness, Hai Ling leaned against Feng Qian's chest, weeping sadly, like a heartbroken and desperate wild beast, whimpering with heartache and fear. What would she do if Ye died? She wished she hadn't untied the soft threads of love, at least he was still alive, she had longing for him, and knew he was still alive.

But now she has actually stabbed him with a sword; he is her lover.

She actually stabbed him viciously, as if he were an enemy. She couldn't forgive herself. Thinking of this, Hai Ling's eyes turned bloodshot. She stared at her own hands and then pounded them against a pillar on the side of the street. One or two times, before Feng Qian could react, she had already pounded twice with great force. Her hands immediately became red and swollen, and Feng Qian couldn't help but grab her hands tightly.

"Ling'er, are you crazy? Why are you hurting your own hand?"

"It's all its fault, it's all its fault that killed the night. What use are these hands now? I'm going to destroy them."

Hai Ling struggled and screamed. Feng Qian held her tightly, but dared not use force. In addition, Hai Ling was quite strong, and it seemed that she was about to lose control of her. She couldn't help but get anxious. Fortunately, the two maids, Shi Mei and Shi Lan, found her. As soon as they saw Hai Ling, they cried out with joy.

"My lord, my lord, the Emperor is alright, the Emperor will be alright. That sword won't be fatal, so he will be fine."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qian and Hai Ling both stopped moving. Hai Ling turned around and looked at Shi Mei and Shi Lan.

The two maids saw that her eyes were red and swollen, and her vision was blurred with tears. They felt sorry for her, thinking that she was pregnant and had suffered so much pain. They ran over and each supported Hailing on one side.

"Your Majesty, don't be sad. The Emperor is alright, he's alright, don't worry."

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