Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 446 Lifetimes, Never to Die, Never to Rest!
Upon seeing this, Jinniang glared angrily, ignoring the stinging pain in her eyes, and chased after him again.

Lin Yangyang frowned and reached out her left hand to grab her arm.

Jinniang turned around and gave Lin Yangyang's right hand a fierce look. Then, a silk ribbon reappeared on her wrist and wrapped around Lin Yangyang's right arm.

Lin Yangyang was startled. The next moment, Jinniang tightened the ribbon, and Lin Yangyang felt the pain in her hand and threw the big knife away.

She took out the dagger at her waist, intending to cut the ribbon, but it was too slow!
Jinniang snorted coldly and walked forward quickly.

Lin Yangyang was so moved by her that she almost lost her balance.

After realizing what had happened, she dropped the dagger, grabbed the silk ribbon with her left hand, and pulled Jinniang back.
"You want to kill my Qing sister? Dream on!"

A strong killing intent appeared in both of their eyes.

……

Lin Zhiqing didn't dare to stop for a moment and quickly ran back in the direction he had come from.

Two guards followed behind her, watching their surroundings vigilantly.

Lin Zhiqing dared not turn around.

But she had only run a few steps when two muffled groans rang out.

She paused, then quickly turned around.

The two guards were already lying on the ground, while Jiang Liuyun was standing there!
Her breath hitched, and she took out the jade flute from her waist as she ran forward.

"Den!"

A gust of wind whistled past her ear, and then a sharp sword was stuck squarely in the tree in front of her, blocking her way.

The sword swayed gently, and leaves fluttered down.

Lin Zhiqing knew he couldn't escape by running, so he didn't hesitate to play his flute.

Jiang Liuyun picked up a stone and, with a slight flick of his wrist, accurately struck Lin Zhiqing's hand.

Lin Zhiqing's hand froze, and the jade flute fell uncontrollably.

After realizing what had happened, Lin Zhiqing quickly bent down to pick up the flute.

But a pair of large, well-defined hands picked up the jade flute before she could.

Lin Zhiqing's hand trembled slightly as she looked up at Jiang Liuyun.

Jiang Liuyun toyed with the jade flute and sighed softly, "I've run into you again."

Lin Zhiqing frowned.
meet?

Wasn't it Jiang Liuyun's plan that she and her cousin were ambushed by Jinniang?

She stared intently at Jiang Liuyun's face and noticed that when Jiang Liuyun spoke, the corners of his eyes twitched up, and he looked somewhat puzzled.

It seems they genuinely didn't know Lin Zhiqing was there.

"Why are you stopping me?" Lin Zhiqing asked.

She didn't understand why Jiang Liuyun would stop her if he hadn't conspired with Jinniang to scheme against them.

But for some reason, those words touched a nerve with Jiang Liuyun.

Jiang Liuyun, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, suddenly changed his expression. He stepped forward and raised his voice:
"Lin Zhiqing, do I no longer even have the right to say a single word to you?"

"You have repeatedly taken advantage of my love for you to scheme against me and my father. Do you really think I am very patient?"

As he moved, Lin Zhiqing retreated step by step until his back hit the tree trunk and he had nowhere left to retreat, then he looked up at Jiang Liuyun.

She took a deep breath, afraid of angering Jiang Liuyun, and spoke in a relatively calm tone:
"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Liuyun's chest heaved slightly as he looked at Lin Zhiqing in front of him, and the emotions he had suppressed for the past few days finally erupted.

"Lin Zhiqing, what is your heart made of?" Jiang Liuyun asked, his eyes red.
"You knew all along that I loved you, didn't you?"

Lin Zhiqing frowned and turned her head away.

Jiang Liuyun grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, and then said, "You know I can't bring myself to hurt you, and you've let me go time and time again, yet you still deliberately used something like falling off a cliff to provoke me."

Have you ever thought about the past, even for a moment?

"Before?" Lin Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh. She slapped Jiang Liuyun's hand away and said:

"Are you referring to the time you killed the witness Biluo, the time you prevented me from killing Liu Mang, or the time you left behind a dubious letter?"

As if afraid that Jiang Liuyun would forget, Lin Zhiqing repeated the poem that Jiang Liuyun had left behind:

"Why should the jade flute lament the jade ring? The acacia tree does not enter the homes of kings and nobles."

Upon hearing this poem, Jiang Liuyun felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.

He felt a little breathless, and his eyes were red-rimmed.

"Lin Zhiqing, do you know what the mimosa flower means to me?"

Lin Zhiqing smiled sarcastically:
"I've heard that Prince Jiang and his confidante Jinniang met through the love of mimosa flowers."

“A respectable woman was forced into a brothel. Young Master Jiang was passing by downstairs when he was startled by a mimosa flower thrown down from a high building and noticed the beautiful young woman.”

"A hero saves a damsel in distress; what a touching love story."

This is the story of Jiang Liuyun and Jinniang's first encounter, which Lin Zhiqing discovered by having people from Jianxintang investigate.

Hearing Lin Zhiqing speak these words in a calm yet slightly sarcastic tone, Jiang Liuyun closed his eyes:
It's not what you think.

"The mimosa flower has nothing to do with her. She knows my weakness, so she used that to lure me into a trap."

"The mimosa flower is the flower that my mother and father pledged their love to each other!"

He spoke quickly and urgently, as if afraid that Lin Zhiqing would not believe him.

Lin Zhiqing frowned: "Even so, so what?"

Jiang Liuyun closed his eyes:
"Lin Zhiqing, about half a year ago, we went to Liu Mang's residence together and fell under his hypnotic spell."

"Lu Huai once mentioned that I don't like the fragrance of flowers. Do you know why?"

Before Lin Zhiqing could answer, he began to speak on his own:

“My mother once fell in love with my father because of the mimosa flower, but she betrayed my father and abandoned me as well.”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiqing was taken aback.

Jiang Liuyun's mother came from humble beginnings, but she was very capable and died young—this was what Aunt Mu had told her earlier.

But Jiang Liuyun's words now are different from Aunt Mu's.

Jiang Liuyun didn't notice Lin Zhiqing's expression; he was completely absorbed in his own emotions.
“My father was the dignified Marquis of Zhenyuan, but my mother still left him and abandoned me. Since then, I have seen many women enter the backyard of the Marquis of Zhenyuan’s mansion.”

"They either died or went mad; not a single one survived."

"Lin Zhiqing, even if you are a marquis or a prince, you still cannot keep a woman."

“My mother was intelligent and quick-witted, and you are very much like her.”

"But I can't control my mother, nor can I control you, so I left behind that poem..."

Before Jiang Liuyun could finish speaking, a "thud" was heard—the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

He stared wide-eyed, looked down, and saw a small dagger stuck in his chest.

Lin Zhiqing sighed and slowly raised her head:
"So what?"

“Jiang Liuyun, what you’ve said is not a reason to wantonly hurt a woman.”

She released the dagger from her hand and gently wiped away the bloodstains splattered on her face:
"If you're saying this to apologize to me, then I'm sorry, I don't accept it."

The engagement between Lin Zhiqing and Jiang Liuyun originated from a conspiracy, and the original "Lin Zhiqing" had already lost her life in this conspiracy.

From that moment on, a life lay between them, a separation that was destined to be irreversible, leaving only—

Fight until death!