Xue Zining saw a man approaching. It was Hua Zhengyang, no, it should be Hua Yunjin's father, Hua Zhengming.
Hua Zhengming came to the ice bed and saw a faint light emanating from the girl's chest. He couldn't help but lament, "Such a good thing, yet it's being wasted like this. Xue Jingyun is truly willing to part with it."
Xue Zining's gaze faltered. She looked at Hua Zhengming and asked, "What do you mean by that? What does it have to do with the Crown Prince of Xue Kingdom?"
Hua Zhengming sneered, "It seems you're still in the dark. It is said that the divine temple's treasure can not only resurrect the dead but also tamper with people's memories."
Xue Zining trembled all over, "What are you talking about?"
Xue Yunlan said word for word, without mercy, "Your current memories may have been tampered with."
"Impossible," Xue Zining frowned.
"You'll know when the Sect Master retrieves the divine temple's treasure. Sect Master, please." Da Feng Novel.
Hua Zhengming walked over, holding a dagger and stabbing towards Xue Zining's chest.
"Wait..." a voice suddenly stopped Hua Zhengming's action.
Xue Zining saw someone approaching. He was wearing the jade-colored brocade robe she had just seen, and his face was one she recognized.
"Hua Yunjin," she said slowly.
Hua Yunjin trembled all over, his gaze falling on the girl restrained on the ice bed.
He turned his head away, no longer looking at her.
"Hua Yunjin, don't forget what you promised me?" Hua Zhengming said coldly.
Hua Yunjin trembled all over. After a long while, he said, "Then let me do it!"
Hua Zhengming handed over the dagger, and he reached out and took it.
"Yunjin, remember you are the Young Sect Master. You must set an example for everyone in the sect."
"Young Master, if you don't want to do it, I will," Xue Yunlan stepped forward, about to take the dagger.
"Scram..." Hua Yunjin uttered a word, waved his hand, and Xue Yunlan was sent flying outwards.
"Unrelated people, leave," he added.
He walked to the ice bed and saw the girl's clear eyes looking at him, undisturbed, without a ripple.
The girl spoke slowly, "Yunjin, do you have to do it yourself?"
Hua Yunjin was startled, and the dagger in his hand moved, "It won't hurt, just bear with it."
The girl looked at him. Her eyes were still clear, but there was an unresolvable sadness in them. She closed her eyes, then opened them again after a while, her voice ethereal and light, "Go ahead!"
Hua Yunjin's hand holding the dagger trembled. "Yunjin, I can't do it. Let me," Hua Zhengming's voice rang out.
Hua Yunjin took a deep breath, "No need."
He saw the girl slowly closing her eyes. He gritted his teeth and with a stab, the knife entered her body. With a scrape, a gem shining with seven colors fell to the ground.
The girl's eyes opened, her gaze becoming chaotic, and finally slowly replaced by clarity.
"Xue Zining," someone outside the door called out in a low voice.
The girl turned her head and saw the man in white clothes, now stained with blood, standing at the doorway. Her eyes trembled.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the Crown Prince of Xue Kingdom could last so long even without the seven-aperture exquisite heart?" Hua Zhengming stood up, standing in front of Xue Jingyun, and sneered.
Xue Jingyun stood there in his blood-stained white robe. The brilliant starlight in his eyes was also dyed red. His impeccably handsome face was dotted with blood, exuding a kind of evil, enchanting charm.
His blood-red robe fluttered in the wind, dancing gracefully.
For a moment, nothing could compare to his enchanting beauty.
"Give Xue Zining back to me," he said, word by word, blood slowly seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"Yunjin, kill him," Hua Zhengming's gaze turned cold, filled with killing intent.
Hua Yunjin was startled. He looked at Hua Zhengming, who held the seven-colored gem. "Only if he dies can this become the seven-aperture exquisite heart. Yunjin, only this can break the Hua family's century-old curse."
"A hundred years ago, the Hua family was cursed by the emperor's dying blood oath: anyone who entered the court to serve as an official would not live to adulthood."
"For a hundred years, the Hua family was extremely cautious. Until a divine ability appeared in the Hua family, and the Hua family harbored intentions of entering the court and manipulating the royal family."
"How do you know that?" Hua Zhengming asked.
Xue Jingyun looked indifferently at Hua Zhengming and said faintly, "A hundred years ago, Xue Qiaomu and Hua Jingfeng were sworn brothers who would share life and death. Later, Hua Jingfeng, for his own selfish desires, framed Xue Qiaomu. Before he died, Xue Qiaomu made a blood oath, cursing the Hua family to never enter the court to serve as officials. Those who violated the oath would die without a burial place."
"Xue Qiaomu was the first emperor of Xue Kingdom."
"So it was your Xue family that forced our Hua family to shrink in a small place in Binzhou for generations, unable to display our talents."
Hua Zhengming almost ground his teeth to dust.
"The heavens have cycles, and karma is repaid," Xue Jingyun said word by word.
"Well said, karma is repaid. As long as you die, this curse will disappear." Hua Zhengming's gaze turned sharp as he lunged towards Xue Jingyun.
His speed was like lightning. Xue Jingyun took a step back. He had already expended great energy outside, and now he was struggling to dodge.
However, looking at the girl on the ice bed, he slowly raised a smile, "Wait for me..."
Seeing Xue Jingyun dodge, Hua Zhengming sneered, "As expected, the title of the world's greatest Crown Prince of Xue Kingdom is not false. You could last this long without the seven-aperture exquisite heart, and even dodge my attack."
Xue Jingyun looked indifferently at Hua Zhengming and said, "Because I cannot fall."
"What about now?" Hua Zhengming suddenly threw a dagger towards the ice bed, aiming for the girl's forehead.
"Xue Zining..." Xue Jingyun roared. Suddenly, his body erupted with a powerful force, shattering everything around them.
Xue Zining felt a chill approaching. When she saw what it was, the dagger was pointed directly at her forehead.
The ice bed beneath her suddenly moved. She heard the sound of a weapon entering flesh. Her eyes widened, and she looked up to see the white robe stained with blood.
She saw his long, slender, fair fingers tightly clenching the dagger, and blood dripping from his fingertips onto her forehead, hot.
"Why?" she asked, word by word.
She saw him smile. His impeccably handsome face bloomed with a smile that could shame a hundred flowers, a smile that could make all things lose their color.
Blood seeped from his brow, and his brilliant starry eyes were filled with crimson, yet it could not hide the sole tenderness in his bloody gaze.
This tenderness was for her.
"In my past life, I couldn't protect you. It is my lifelong regret. In this life, I will surely protect you completely, and I have no regrets even in death."
His voice was lighter than ever, weaker than ever, yet it struck her to the depths of her heart.
"You're so foolish," she smiled, tears streaming down her face, and finally, she choked.
"Silly girl," he reached out and touched her head.
Suddenly, that hand fell limply.