aura of presence was so powerful, everyone had overlooked his existence.When Fu Zimo spoke, the crowd finally reacted. This hunched man was not someone else but Cao, the Minister of War!The shopkeeper...“Zi Mo…” Qin Luo Yan choked out the words, her expression and tone filled with pleading. “Zi Mo, don’t you feel anything for me You saw me walk through all of that. At Tianji Pavilion, you clearly saw what Xiao Fan sacrificed for us. I owe him my life. In my heart, he is a benefactor, a family member, but not a lover. The only person I love is you, Zi Mo…”

Qin Luoyan cried, she didn't mind speaking her heart out. There were too many misunderstandings caused by the two lovers being too stingy with their words. So she loved him, she wanted him to know.

Fu Zi Mo fell silent, the anger in his eyes undiminished. However, a fleeting sadness flickered within them. He slowly lowered his head, as if reluctant to look at Qin Luo Yan's heartbroken face.

"Zi Mo, I love you, I love you. You're my only love. Please... believe me, can you" Qin Luo Yan supported Xiao Fan and looked straight at Fu Zi Mo. At this moment, she just wanted to explain things clearly to Fu Zi Mo, even if it meant being humble. As long as she could bridge the gap between them, she felt it was worth it.

It's a pity, however, that Fu Zimo still remained silent, simply sitting in his wheelchair.

In the air, there lingered a faint scent of plum blossoms. A subtle fragrance, its source unknown, cast a melancholic feeling over this serene atmosphere.

After a long time, Fu Zimo raised his head again. The anger in his eyes had dissipated, but only a chilling coldness remained.

He said, "My woman has been intimate with other men, and now you come to tell me that you love me Your love is truly cheap. I remember you once boasted about being together for life, is this what you meant by 'together for life' Should I... fulfill your wish"

"No, no..." Qin Luoyan became even more terrified. Fu Zimo's expression was too cold. This was more worrying than his anger. His anger showed that he still cared, but once he became cold, perhaps it meant he really gave up on her.

"By the way, your relationship with your elder brother is so ambiguous. That Xiao Yu Jing, is he really this king's son" Fu Zi Mo's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Confusing the royal bloodline is a capital offense! It's punishable by extermination!"

Qin Luo'yan had already been driven to the edge of despair, and Fu Zi-mo's words were undoubtedly the last straw that broke her spirit. When he doubted Xiao Yujing's background, Qin Luo'yan knew that some things were beyond her control.

"Fu Zimo! You doubt me, but you shouldn't doubt Xiao Yijing! He is your son, your son! How can you doubt him He's so young, so young…" Qin Luoyan sobbed, perhaps her emotions were too agitated, she only felt a pain in her heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Xiao Fan, who had been supported by her all along, watched in horror as her blood splashed onto the ground. His eyes widened instantly. He looked at Qin Luo Yan, then at Fu Zi Mo, and suddenly made up his mind.

He pushed Qin Luoyan away, wanting to get up and go towards Fu Zimu, but his body was still too weak. As soon as he moved, he went black in front of his eyes and fell to the ground again. He lay on the ground, looking up stubbornly in Fu Zimu's direction, and said: "My junior sister loves you. Although I also hope that my junior sister will give me a sliver of love, unfortunately, even in this situation, she still cares about your feelings. I am already a dying man, a few days earlier or later doesn't make much difference to me. If because of me, my junior sister is subjected to such blame and suspicion, what is the meaning of me continuing to hold on for these last few days"

When Xiao Fan uttered these words, Qin Luoyan was instantly shocked and dismayed. She heard the despair for life in his voice and instinctively wanted to dissuade him, but her actions were still a step too late. At some point, a golden hairpin appeared in Xiao Fan's hand, and he was already plunging it towards his own neck.

The gold hairpin was on her head. Qin Luoyan cried out in alarm, reaching out to grab the gold hairpin from his hand, but it was too late.

A golden hairpin pierced Xiao Fan's neck, blood spurting out instantly.

Qin Luoyan's hand froze in mid-air, forgetting to let go. This scene happened so realistically before her eyes, yet she was powerless to stop it.

"Why!" Qin Luoyan turned her head to look at Fu Zimu, and growled in a low voice: "I don't know martial arts, I can't stop him, but what about you all! You are all masters, as long as you make a move, how could this weakling possibly hurt himself! You, you did it on purpose!"

Qin Luo'yan wasn't wrong. In fact, at the moment Xiao Fan made his move, Ni Wan could have stopped him, but... Fu Zi Mo gave her a look, and she chose to ignore it.

If Qin Luo Yan had any hope of Fu Zi Mo turning back before, then in this moment, when Xiao Fan's neck was splattered with blood, she was utterly hopeless!

Xiao Fan was her dearest person, but Fu Zi Mo allowed him to die. So, from this moment on, she knew that there was an insurmountable gulf between them.

The wind in the courtyard was blowing fiercely. Qin Luoyan was sobbing uncontrollably, her body pressed against Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan's blood was still warm, his crimson blood staining her hands, her body, and her face. It was scorching hot, burning her soul with a searing pain.

"Nianwan, bring out the letter of divorce!"

At Qin Luo Yan's most desperate moment, Fu Zi Mo's attitude not only did not soften in the slightest, but instead coldly uttered this sentence.

Vacation!

When Qin Luoyan heard these two words, there was a moment of sharp pain, but it only lasted for a fleeting instant. What followed was numbness that reached deep into her bones.

Ni Wan let out a long sigh and pulled a divorce letter from her bosom. She gripped it tightly, so much so that the paper became creased in her hand.

"Give her the letter and get her out." Fu Zimo gave Ni Wan his final order, then turned away, no longer looking at Qin Luoyan.

Nian Wan hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and said: "Yes!"

She walked up to Qin Luo'yan with the resignation letter in hand, gave her a long, hard look, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry." She didn't know why she felt the need to say that, but it just came out instinctively.

Ni Wan placed the letter of resignation in front of Qin Luo Yan, then sighed and turned back to Fu Zi Mo's side, pushing the wheelchair out of the courtyard.

The wind in the courtyard grew stronger, rustling the thin piece of paper containing the divorce decree. A corner of it fluttered and danced in the breeze.

Qin Luoyan did not look at the divorce letter. She just stared intently at Xiao Fan's body, which was gradually turning cold. In the wind, it seemed that the word "Senior Brother" was faintly drifting, but she couldn't hear it, she couldn't hear it anymore...

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