Chapter 415: Suicide! Luo Er's Gu Poison Cure!

Her teeth were pulled out all at once, eight in a row.

If Qin Ling's medical techniques weren't bizarre yet still skillful, she would probably not have survived at all.

And with this ghastly appearance, even though her face now resembled a bitter forsythia, Jin Hua could not recognize her at all.

But when she opened her mouth, Jin Hua confirmed it.

This person is indeed unquestionably Zu Li Ya.

Zu Li Ya's whole mouth is swollen with blood, and speaking now is laborious and painful.

Yet she stammered, still speaking rapidly: "Jin Hua, don't forget! You are also a person of Great Chu!"

"How can a member of the Witch Moon Sect do business for the people of DaLiang?"

Jin Hua: "Then you are a person of the Western Regions, yet you work for the Qin King in Great Chu—what does that even mean?"

Zu Li Ya couldn't help but laugh wildly: "People die for wealth, birds die for food."

"Jin Hua, you pride yourself as the most orthodox heir of MiaoJiang, yet you also climb out for greed, doing things beyond your proper duties!"

"Be careful, the cause you sow today will, in the future, bear a terrible fruit on you that the Witch Moon Sect cannot endure!"

Jin Hua: "When I, Jin Hua, act, I have never had a guilty conscience."

"If you want to scare me, why not first look at what a ghastly sight you are now!"

Jin Hua does not know that Zu Li Ya can also perform soul transference.

Otherwise she would be scolded even more ridiculously.

Zu Li Ya's complexion turned pale inch by inch.

She anxiously looked at Hudie, her expression no longer calm or composed.

"You all release her."

"If any revenge comes at me, then—"

"She is innocent! Quickly take her away from here—"

Li Qingluo: "Zu Li Ya, what kind of good person are you pretending to be now?"

"All of this is the evil fruit you created."

"You can't be just now recalling what relationship she has with you, can you?"

Li Qingluo pushed Hudie in front of Zu Li Ya.

"Take a good look at her."

"Her eyes, don't they look like Zhai Na's?"

Perhaps recalling the moments when she depended on Zhai Na for survival, Zu Li Ya's emotions finally began to crumble.

"No!"

"It's not—!"

"She is innocent."

"Li Qingluo, grievances have origins and debts have owners; you cannot place the retribution for the sins I and her mother committed onto her!"

Li Qingluo grabbed Zu Li Ya's nearly fallen hair and said, "You are the most unqualified beast in this world to utter that sentence!"

After speaking, she pushed Zu Li Ya onto the ground.

Under Jin Hua's indicating gaze, Li Qingluo drew a dagger.

She looked at the cold glint on the blade, then at Hudie, still unable to act.

If it were only herself, she would be willing to endure to the end, and when she could no longer endure, she could simply go.

But the wailing cries from the mountain below still kept echoing in her ears.

Li Qingluo looked at Duan Rongshi.

Duan Rongshi simply stared quietly at her.

Waiting for her to make the decision herself.

Since her rebirth, Li Qingluo has never been so indecisive.

She still could not bring herself to act.

Until Hudie came over herself, she violently swung her head, "Wuwu" screaming.

"Do you have something to say?"

Hudie, with tears, kept nodding.

Li Qingluo, without hesitation, removed the cloth from Hudie's mouth.

Li Qingluo thought she was scared, so she gently patted her: "Don't be afraid. At worst, I'll go and capture those extremely heinous death‑row prisoners from the heavenly prison first."

"There must be another way."

"I promised your mother to keep you alive; there must be another way!"

She cannot so rashly sacrifice Hudie.

Without trying any other method, she wants her to sacrifice others' lives.

Their lives are lives.

But her life is also a life.

However, Hudie, with tears, smiled faintly: "Luo Er. I am your aunt."

"What you say… I understand…"

"I deserve to die."

Li Qingluo, along with everyone else present, looked at her in shock.

She spoke, and it was surprisingly fluent?

It seemed that during the days of feverish torment and unconsciousness, she had learned something in her sleep.

Where does that naive look from before still exist?

The Hudie who just came out of the Pei family's dungeon was like a child who had never been to the outside world.

Can chase butterflies.

Can smell flowers.

Can express her preferences with dancing hands and feet.

But her carefree days barely lasted a few days.

Everyone feared the way she would fall ill.

They also despised her ugly appearance.

Only in Xiuli Jiangjun Fu did every maid and matron treat her with extreme gentleness, a warmth like feeling sunlight for the first time.

Before Li Qingluo could react from her bewildered shock of not understanding anything, Hudie had already brought her bound hands together, reached over, grabbed the hand holding the dagger, and fiercely stabbed her own stomach.

"Hudie!"

Li Qingluo let out a startled cry, trying to let go.

But Hudie clutched her hand tightly, refusing to release it, and kept stirring further inside.

Soon, blood also welled up at the corner of her mouth, her face full of pain.

"No—" Li Qingluo embraced Hudie, tears instantly streaming down her face.

She held Hudie while kneeling on the ground, and Hudie slowly revealed a smile.

"My parents... the sins they committed..."

"Let me repay them..."

"Consider it as repaying them... for the kindness of raising me..."

"Luo'er, thank you..."

"I am already very content..."

"No more people can suffer... because my parents' original sins... would cause the innocent to die..."

"Including you..."

"I made you suffer, child."

Compared to the humiliation and pain endured in the name of freedom.

Now this dagger truly amounts to nothing.

It is less painful than skin peeling.

Even less than the pain of pulling a tooth.

It also lacks the pain of endless loneliness, countless years, unspeakable words, and having no living companion.

She knows she is a monster.

A monster that has always been kept in the Pei family's dungeon.

Now it's over.

She is liberated.

In her next life, she only wants to be a simple, ordinary person.

Heaven above, I beg you.

She closed her eyes, her face full of anticipation.

Li Qingluo, holding Hudie, cried out in pain, "Hudie—!!"

However, as Hudie's breathing finally ceased, Li Qingluo let out a "wah" and spat a mouthful of black blood.

And Zu Li Ya and Zongzheng Yuer both quickly reacted.

Zongzheng Yuer only spat a thin strand of blood.

Zu Li Ya, in pain, consecutively vomited a dozen or so mouthfuls of black blood.

She lay on the ground, weakly staring this way.

"Hudie, you foolish child..."

"It was I who harmed you—It was I who harmed you!"

"It was me all along... I was wrong, Auntie was truly wrong!"

She let out a painful cry and collapsed onto the ground.

However, Li Qingluo knew.

Did she really know she was wrong?

That may not be the case.

At any time, Zu Li Ya would inevitably, for her own benefit, again make a move on the treasure that is Hudie.

Only this time, she would do it even better, more airtight, never allowing herself to be easily exposed or fall into their hands again.

Li Qingluo brushed the bloodstain at the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

Holding Hudie, she listened as the cries of agony from the mountain below grew fainter.

Soon, those cries vanished completely, turning into the wailing of the people waking from a great dream.

Li Qingluo stared blankly at the mountain below.

She reached out, looking at her own blood‑soaked hand.

She felt she was having a great dream.

Why did the people around her, one by one, continue to leave her?

Sui'er, Deng Mama, Hudie.

Why can't I keep them?

At this moment, her mind was full of their looks and smiles.

The pain made Li Qingluo feel as if her head were about to split.

Duan Rongshi squatted behind Li Qingluo, gently putting his arm around her shoulder: "Luo'er, it's over."

"This ending is an inevitable result."

"Let her be properly buried."

Li Qingluo replied in a hoarse low voice: "Okay."

However, just as she was dazedly trying to get up, she stumbled, her vision went black, and she fainted.

Duan Rongshi let out a low cry: "Luo'er!"

He promptly caught her slipping body, saw that Zongzheng Yuer beside her had also fainted, and realized it wasn't just Li Qingluo's coincidence.

Jin Ni came over: "I'm afraid she'll have to sleep for a day and a night."

One day later.

When Li Qingluo woke up, she had already returned to the Xiuli Jiangjun Fu.

Que'er and Cui Er happily ran to deliver the news, while Li Qingluo got up herself and first went to the bronze mirror, taking off the clothing on her shoulders.

The butterfly on her shoulder had already become faintly blurry.

As if a pink mark that couldn't be washed away had fallen onto it.

Jin Ni came in: "We must use a knife to remove the corpse of the child-gu worm."

"Otherwise, it will always be a hidden danger."

Li Qingluo quickly got up: "This time I can be saved; thank you, senior, for your help."

Jin Ni shook her head: "No need to thank me; this is trouble we from MiaoJiang brought upon ourselves, and it should be dealt with by our MiaoJiang people. However, you still have something strange on your body."

"Miss Li, do you understand your own condition?"

Li Qingluo: "?"

Seeing her puzzled look, Jin Ni then said: "Do you know you slept for three days and three nights?"

"Even Zu Li Ya woke up after just one night."

Li Qingluo was very surprised: "I, three days and three nights?"

She thought that after each drink she also slept deeply, or rather... remained unconscious.

But she had never slept for such a long time before.

And this time, she hadn't drunk any alcohol either.

Just then, Pei Lao Furen also hurried over, accompanied by everyone.

"Luo'er——"

While the grandmother and grandchild exchanged pleasantries, Jin Ni had already slipped away.

Pei Lao Furen held Li Qingluo's little hand, and the grandmother and grandchild again exchanged their innermost feelings.

And they soon spoke of the butterfly's death.

"Grandmother, I am sorry to her."

Pei Lao Furen sighed: "She knows in her heart that she did it for the greater good. It was also her own choice; how can I blame you?"

"She did better than her parents. It can also be considered as atoning for her parents."

"Luo'er, grandmother has already buried her beside her parents' graves, which can also be considered as letting the family of three reunite."

Li Qingluo still felt deep guilt toward the butterfly and even Zha Yi Na.

She didn't know what to say, so she turned her head and asked: "By the way, did anything happen during these three days?"

Pei Lao Furen's expression instantly became somewhat complicated and difficult.

Li Qingluo's heart gave a jolt: "What's wrong, grandmother?"

"Please don't hide it from me!"

Pei Lao Furen knew that she could find out these things herself by inquiring, so she didn't hide them anymore.

"First, Zu Li Ya died."

"It is said that after waking up in the stone prison, he swallowed a bellyful of stones raw, which caused him to die painfully."

"Second, Luo'er, your mother Qu Shi was inadvertently stolen away by them."

Li Qingluo had not heard any news of Qu Shi for a long time.

Upon hearing about her again, she actually felt a sense of dazedness.

"Grandmother, what does it mean that she was stolen away?"

Pei Lao Furen had no choice but to look at Que'er: "Go call Sha Yi over to give the young lady a reply."

Que'er hurriedly turned to look for Sha Yi, while Li Qingluo already had a vague guess.

Indeed, it was the people from Prince Su's Manor who, while taking condemned criminals from the heavenly prison, also stole away Qu Shi, who had been sentenced to execution after autumn.

When they were about to throw her into Wan Jia Village, Zhui Yu recognized her.

"Heaven. Even if she truly deserved death, but ultimately it's the young lady's... whether she can die like this still needs to be asked of the young lady."

"But people cannot be sent back to the heavenly prison again."

"So they were temporarily detained first."

After clarifying the whole story, Sha Yi asked: "Young lady, the Prince Su's Manor side asks how to handle this matter; they also need to hear your opinion."

"You just need to decide on this."