Leaning lightly against the tombstone, she sliced her left wrist open, slowly closed her eyes, and always kept a tranquil, contented smile on her lips. The blood gushing from her wrist gradually soaked into the green grass in front of the tombstone.

"Ah Ming, don't! Ah Ming, why are you so foolish?" If Yang Mengchen could shed tears, she would have been sobbing uncontrollably, but she had no tears, only kneeling next to Hang Qingming's body, screaming in agonizing pain, her face filled with sorrow and regret, and self-reproach and remorse.

After an undefined period, Fang Chenxu arrived, looked at Hang Qingming, who had already passed away, and sighed.

Yang Mengchen raised her eyes to Fang Chenxu, understanding he was there to fulfill Ah Ming's last wish, felt grateful in her heart, and thus stood up and stepped aside.

Contrary to what she had expected, Fang Chenxu did not lift Hang Qingming's corpse and leave; instead, he extended his right hand and pointed his index finger at Hang Qingming.

Yang Mengchen was somewhat baffled.

Suddenly, a flame appeared at the tip of Fang Chenxu's finger. The flame grew bigger and gradually turned into a bright, deep blue. Soon it engulfed Hang Qingming entirely. After about half a quarter of an hour, Hang Qingming turned into a wisp of soft white smoke, which, following the movement of Fang Chenxu's pointing finger, slowly drifted into Yang Mengchen's tomb, and the flame disappeared.

Yang Mengchen was stunned.

In over twenty years of knowing Brother Fang, she never knew that Brother Fang could cast spells—let alone ones so profound and inscrutable?

At that moment, Fang Chenxu suddenly turned to face Yang Mengchen, his dark eyes murky and indecipherable. Yang Mengchen was startled, then suddenly remembered Fang Chenxu could not see her. Just as she steadied her mind, she saw Fang Chenxu's lips moving slightly, and his deep, intoxicating voice reached her ears.

"Junior Sister, rest assured. I have taken all your properties under my name, and I will ensure that the Mengchen Charity Foundation is passed down from generation to generation! Junior Sister, please go back. This is not where you should be! Junior Sister, you must live well, happily and forever. Only then can your senior brother be at ease."

Could Brother Fang actually see her?

Yang Mengchen was shocked on the spot. Before she could say anything, Fang Chenxu waved his right hand, and she felt darkness envelop her vision, plunging instantly into the abyss of darkness.

When Yang Mengchen opened her eyes again, she was surrounded by dense fog, unable to see a single ray of light.

Brother Fang, didn't you tell me to go back? Why have you sent me here? Where exactly is this?

And what about Ah Ming?

Ah Ming said he would come to accompany me. Why haven't I seen Ah Ming?

I must find Ah Ming!

With that thought, Yang Mengchen ran without stopping, but no matter which direction she fled to, she not only failed to find Hang Qingming but also remained enveloped in the black mist, feeling increasingly panicked and uneasy.

A hoarse yet resolute call suddenly floated closer from afar, "Ah Jiu... Ah Jiu... Ah Jiu... please wake up... Ah Jiu... I can't live without you..." It was clearly Long Xuanmo's voice, and a glimmer of light appeared to the left in front of her.

Yang Mengchen's heart leaped with joy, and she dashed towards the light, but after a few steps, she abruptly stopped and stood there dazed.

Looking at the faint light, listening to Long Xuanmo's deep, mournful calls, and thinking of the missing Ah Ming, Yang Mengchen felt as if her heart was being sliced by a knife.

I'm sorry, Ah Ming. It was I who delayed you!

If you had never met me, you would have surely found a kindred spirit, a good girl, and had a smart, clever child, living a sweet, cozy life, instead of being caught between me and your mother, struggling awkwardly, and eventually losing your life because of me.

I'm sorry Long Xuanmo, it was I who let you down!

If I had just rejected you and stayed away from you from the start, the then-heartstruck you would not have invested your feelings in me. Once you had your princess, you and she would undoubtedly have a loving relationship, rather than being unsettled because of me and stooping from your noble status.

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