"I'll leave first..."
In front of Song Jinyu, Zhongli Mingye was becoming less and less inclined to call himself "Your Highness." He wanted to be on equal footing with her.
Song Jinyu tied the belt of his cape. "It's still a bit cold on this spring night..."
"After we get married, you must stay with me every day and tidy me up like this." His phoenix eyes locked onto her dainty figure, burning with a passion that seemed about to melt her.
She looked at him helplessly. "Okay!"
Her sweet voice was very pleasing to Zhongli Mingye. He pulled her into his arms and planted several passionate kisses on her red lips. He didn't let go until the girl was out of breath.
After he turned and left, Song Jinyu's heart raced for a long time.
She had barely calmed down when Cheng Song and Niuniu suddenly came to ask for an audience outside the door. "Miss! Our people found that Young Master Yan Fei was ambushed outside the city!"
Song Jinyu placed a hand on her chest, which was pounding hard. Today was her coming - of - age ceremony, but no one from Tianmen Mountain had come.
Her master was in poor health, but Yan Fei would surely come.
She prayed in her heart that Yan Fei would be all right! Otherwise, Song Jinyu would never forgive herself. As soon as she left the governor's mansion, Cheng Song led her to search for Yan Fei's trail.
At this moment, Yan Fei covered his chest, and drops of blood fell onto the bluestone slabs.
His vision was getting blurrier and blurrier. No, he told himself that he must hold on.
However, the direction he was heading was not Song Jinyu's home, but...
At Prince Yu's Mansion,
Zhongli Mingye had just stepped in when he heard a weak and familiar voice: "Your... Highness, stop!" Looking back, he saw that Yan Fei could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.
He rushed over quickly. "What happened to you..." Although he hadn't had a deep acquaintance with Yan Fei and was reluctant to meet him because of Song Jinyu, seeing Yan Fei injured, he couldn't just stand by.
However, Yan Fei's hand covering his chest grabbed Zhongli Mingye. "Don't... let Yu'er... go back to Tianmen Mountain. That..."
"Cough... cough..." He coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
"Tianmen Mountain is already... a dead end!" Forcing himself to hold on to his last breath, his eyes gradually lost focus.
Xing Jian brought the imperial physician over, but it was of no avail.
Zhongli Mingye forcefully channeled his inner strength into Yan Fei, but no matter how much he input, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.
Yan Fei gasped for breath. It seemed as if he heard the most familiar voice. "Elder Brother!" Was it Yu'er? The scene of Song Jinyu coming up the mountain at the age of six flashed before his eyes.
She seemed unable to speak, like a delicate doll. Later, they grew up together, studied together, and constantly caused trouble on Tianmen Mountain.
His little junior sister. "Cough... cough..." He took a lingering look at her.
She was getting closer, closer, but Yan Fei couldn't hold on anymore. He tightly grasped Zhongli Mingye's hand. "Remember!!!"
Deeply shocked by the scene before him, Zhongli Mingye watched as Yan Fei's hand dropped and his lifeless eyes widened. The direction he was looking at was exactly Song Jinyu, who was running towards them crazily.
Despite Cheng Song and Niuniu's excellent light - footed skills, they were still a step too late.
Song Jinyu finally rushed over and looked at Yan Fei's dead eyes. She couldn't believe it.
She took a few steps back and trembled all over. "Elder Brother?"
Zhongli Mingye frowned. Yan Fei was dead. He was really dead! Being close, he could see clearly that this young man in white had suffered extremely serious injuries.
Looking at everything in front of her blankly, Song Jinyu's body went limp. She rushed forward in a hurry. Zhongli Mingye looked up at her.
Today was supposed to be her joyous coming - of - age day, but Yan Fei had died in front of his mansion.
She snatched Yan Fei from Zhongli Mingye's arms. "Elder Brother, hold on!" Her voice trembled slightly, and her slender hands became unruly. She took out countless pills from her bosom and desperately stuffed them into Yan Fei's mouth.
It was a pity...
Niuniu couldn't help crying, and Cheng Song's eyes turned red. He remained silent... letting Song Jinyu foolishly try to save Yan Fei alone.
"..." Zhongli Mingye grabbed her hand. "He's dead..."
"You're lying!"
Song Jinyu's eyes were full of tears as she shouted desperately: "Yan Fei won't die!"
She had saved so many people, even many strangers, but today she couldn't save Yan Fei!
"Come to your senses! He..." Zhongli Mingye had to admit that the relationship between Yan Fei and Song Jinyu was extraordinary. They had grown up together. He couldn't continue.
This was something he couldn't compare with. He felt a bit dejected. If possible, Zhongli Mingye didn't want Yan Fei to die.
But now, fate was playing tricks on them. Yan Fei had desperately sought him out late at night. Presumably, something big had happened at Tianmen Mountain. He slowly closed his eyes and calmly said: "Yan Fei is dead!"
Song Jinyu hugged Yan Fei's body and just sat there in a daze. She stopped giving him the pills, and her tears had dried up.
Sitting there, it seemed as if all her emotions had been hidden in the late - night darkness.
Niuniu sobbed, and Cheng Song stood beside them like a statue. The young man in white, who was so majestic with his flying chain, had disappeared forever.
He would no longer laugh, cry, or unconditionally protect his beloved little junior sister.
Zhongli Mingye watched all this silently, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart. During the day, they had sweetly anticipated their wedding a month later, but at night, everything was falling apart because of a massacre.
He reached out his hand wanting to hug her, but looking at Yan Fei in her arms, his hand stopped in mid - air. Zhongli Mingye didn't know what to say.
Niuniu cried uncontrollably. Her Young Master Yan Fei had never known her feelings. Because of her status, she had never dared to have any hopes for Yan Fei, but the germination of her feelings was beyond her control.
A long, long time passed, and the eastern sky began to turn white. Song Jinyu supported Yan Fei and got up from the ground. She only said one sentence, "Elder Brother, shall I take you home..." The grief and pain in her voice moved everyone present.
But she couldn't carry Yan Fei. Her slender body couldn't straighten up, which was really pitiful.
Zhongli Mingye looked up at the sky. He stepped forward to support the tottering Song Jinyu, but was immediately rejected by her. Cheng Song bowed and carried Yan Fei on his back. "Miss, let this subordinate see Young Master Yan Fei off."
He and Yan Fei truly admired each other.
The mistress and her two servants silently left Prince Yu's Mansion with Yan Fei's body. Before leaving, Song Jinyu didn't see the pain and helplessness in Zhongli Mingye's eyes.
She probably would never be happy again.
"Bang..."
Zhongli Mingye punched the mansion's main gate, shattering it. Xing Jian and Qing Feng watched the blood flowing from his fingertips, and no one dared to step forward to persuade him.
Even though Prince Yu controlled everything, he was still no match for the arrangements of fate.