Chapter 235: If you dare to die, I’ll make sure the people you care about follow you to the grave (Second update).
Yelu Yan seemed to hear the sound of his own heart shattering. He bowed his head and kissed Li Xianyun’s delicate cheek, murmuring, "Xianxian, it’s all in the past, stop thinking about it, okay?"
It was as if Li Xianyun hadn’t heard Yelu Yan’s words at all, and she spoke of her own accord, "In the following three years, to protect myself and my family, I strived to make myself stronger. By healing others, I earned a lot of money, created various poisons, crafted sleeve arrows, and studied all kinds of Hidden Weapons meticulously and cautiously. I managed to survive without much peril, but the malice of the wicked is something you could never imagine."
She paused for a moment before continuing, "A year ago, my personal maid Huanhuan was abducted by Murong Ce. He left me a note demanding I come alone to the prison to retrieve her, or else I would only meet her corpse. Murong Ce is known for being ruthless, and fearing the slight chance of something worse, I still chose to go to the prison by myself. Murong Ce had long been waiting there for me; he dismissed everyone else and led me into a courtyard..."
Li Xianyun frowned tightly, closing her eyes in pain.
Yelu Yan held her tightly in his embrace, struggling in his anguish.
How he wished he had been there in that courtyard to protect her, to prevent her from any harm.
Li Xianyun took a moment to recover, her eyes wet with tears, "From a room, I could hear Huanhuan’s piteous cries, along with the lewd laughter of several men. I ran to that room, kicked open the door, and saw several men on top of Huanhuan..."
Her tears started to flow, and she couldn’t continue. She was filled with hatred—hatred for Murong Ce, for those evil men, and even more for herself. She hated that she wasn’t strong enough to protect the people around her.
Yelu Yan listened quietly, his face ashen, eyes hard and cold, jaws clenched, veins on his forehead throbbing.
Throughout this year and more, Li Xianyun lived a life worse than death, forcing herself not to think about that scene, not to think about those events, otherwise, she truly wouldn’t have been able to go on living.