Chapter 455: A Smile Dispels All Grudges

Ye Qingran let out a startled cry, almost a reflex, she flicked her finger, and in the next instant the dagger was flicked away!

The violent tremor made Fu Hanxiu's body shudder, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his lips.

"You've gone soft!"

Fu Hanxiu paid no heed to his own wounds, his gaze blazing as he looked at her, the smile on his lips as fervent as the scorching sun.

"You damn lunatic!"

Ye Qingran flashed forward, appearing before Fu Hanxiu, and slapped him hard on the right cheek.

She rarely let out a vulgar expletive.

She glared at him fiercely, her chest heaving violently.

If it weren't for her decisive strike just now, then....

She dared not think about it!

"Heh~"

Although he had been slapped, there was not a trace of anger on Fu Hanxiu's face.

He turned his slapped-askew face back straight and let out a light laugh.

"Raner, admit it—your heart still cares for me, still loves me, doesn't it?"

Ye Qingran clenched her teeth tightly, "Yes, I don't deny that I care for you, but so what? Does loving someone necessarily mean being with them? Not necessarily!"

She never denied her feelings for Fu Hanxiu.

When exactly did it start?

Perhaps it began that night on Soul-breaking Abyss?

Or perhaps it was that romantic night at the Guoshi Fu?

She didn't know.

What she knew was, she... loved him.

Fu Hanxiu had been in a good mood thanks to Ye Qingran's admission, but hearing the words that followed, his expression suddenly darkened.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Qingran gave a cold smile, "Your Majesty the Emperor Sovereign surely hasn't heard the saying, 'Wherever under heaven there is no lack of fragrant grass'? There are plenty of good men in this world; why should I cling to a man who deceived me?"

Fu Hanxiu's expression suddenly turned grim.

"Besides me, which other man do you want to be with?"

"I've heard that Beimingzhou's Shenzhou Academy produces many handsome men; I intend to go there to scout."

"Damn Fu Hanxiu, could he really think he's the only man in the world?"

"He deceived her; why should she forgive him so easily?"

"She certainly won't!"

Fu Hanxiu's aura instantly turned icy cold, seeming capable of freezing the very air into ice!

He grabbed both of Ye Qingran's hands, lowered his head, and looked at her with furious fury, his deep eyes gathering a storm.

"What did you say?"

Ye Qingran struggled a bit, but couldn't break free; she furrowed her brows and simply gave up.

"Your Majesty the Emperor Sovereign, is your hearing bad? I said, Beimingzhou's Shenzhou Academy produces many handsome men; I intend to go there—mmph!"

Her words were swallowed.

She widened her beautiful eyes, watching the man who suddenly lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Fu Hanxiu, like a ravenous wolf, tore at her lips, wishing to devour her whole.

Ye Qingran shoved hard at Fu Hanxiu, but his tall, bulky frame, built like steel and bone, was hardly something a weak woman like her could push.

His kiss was scorching and frenzied, seeming to carry a kind of world-destroying wildness.

The sight made one's heart tremble with fear.

Ye Qingran was forced to endure his kiss, mingled with fury.

After who knows how long, just as Ye Qingran thought she would suffocate to death, he finally let her go.

"Ye Qingran, listen well—you can only be my woman in this lifetime! If you dare to hanker after another man, I'll kill one for each I see, and wipe out both if I see two!"

His voice was low and hoarse, magnetic and sexy, yet full of coldness.

No one doubted the truth of his words.

Because his gaze had already said it all, and moreover, he possessed the power to back it up.

Ye Qingran lifted her hand to wipe her lips, discovering her sleeve stained with much blood.

Her chest surged with churning qi and blood.

This man is simply overbearing to excess.

"Fu Hanxiu, you're shameless!"

She cursed.

"Heh~" he chuckled indifferently, "If being shameless can win you, then I'll gladly be that shameless person!"

"Ye Qingran, I won't give you the chance to abandon me; if one day you manage to succeed by luck, I'll destroy this world and drag you down to hell with me!"

Ye Qingran's heart gave a jolt.

"Crazy!"

"This man really is a lunatic!"

Ye Qingran gritted her teeth, took advantage of his inattention, kicked him in the groin, and when he winced in pain, she escaped his grasp.

"You bastard, who wants to go to hell with you?"

Ye Qingran shifted her feet, flipped backward onto the courtyard wall, gave him a cold glance, then flew away.

Behind her, Fu Hanxiu's voice came: 'Ye Qingran, you are destined to marry me in this life!'

Ye Qingran: '......'

The east gate of Xiliang City, this place is likely the most desolate of the four city gates.

Those who are exiled all begin their exile here.

Today, another group embarked on their lives of exile, and one of them is Dongfang Xuan.

He wore handcuffs, a white prison uniform, his hair disheveled and face grimy—where is the vigor he once had?

He blended among the prisoners; hardly anyone in Xiliang City recognized him.

Only one person stood under a big tree outside the city, on horseback, watching him slowly fade away.

'What, you intend to accompany him to the East Wasteland Continent?'

A teasing voice came from behind; Ye Sisi turned her head, and a person sauntered over to her.

It was Ye Qingran.

Ye Sisi was not surprised either; she shook her head. 'He won't make it to the East Wasteland Continent.'

Her tone was very firm.

'Oh, so sure?'

Ye Sisi's lips curled with a hint of sarcasm: 'The road to the East Wasteland Continent is far; given my understanding of him, he will die halfway.'

Ye Qingran caught sight of Dongfang Xuan's figure among the distant group.

She did not deny Ye Sisi's speculation.

'Then what are you doing?'

'I intend to follow him all the way, to see when he will die.'

Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows. 'So heartless?'

'After all I've been through, my feelings have long been worn away. As the saying goes, the affectionate are always hurt by the heartless; from now on, being a heartless person isn't so bad, is it?'

Having experienced her parents' abandonment, her older sister's murder, and the betrayal of the one she loved deeply, she no longer hopes for such a thing as affection.

Ye Qingran gave a slight nod.

'And after he dies?'

Ye Sisi seemed to have already decided; without hesitation she said, 'I've heard the snow scenery at Tianshan is nice—I want to go see it.'

'Then, wishing you smooth travels?'

Ye Sisi smiled, flicked the horse's head, walked a few steps forward, pulled the reins, and turned to look at Ye Qingran.

'Ye Qingran, let the past be blown away by the wind, all right?'

'All right.'

Ye Sisi gave a faint smile.

She lifted her gaze, looking at the familiar city ahead.

She whispered softly.

'Farewell.'

From the moment I shouldered my pack and rode away on horseback, I knew that the former Ye Sisi was already dead.

I do not know what awaits me ahead.

Death, or perhaps rebirth?

However, even if we meet again by fate, I am already someone else.

So, farewell, my old friends, my homeland.

Watching the lone rider and horse fade into the distance, Ye Qingran's lips curled up slightly.

One smile dispels all grudges.