The Fourth Lady

Chapter 145 Xiuran's Death III

When Xiuran saw Su Qingyan, he also had a face full of shock. It was as if he'd seen Qilian Qingyan

come, treading on many red lotus*. He seem to have seem Qilian Qingyan's malevolent appearance.

(*T/N: Red lotus has a meaning of revenge.)

"Qilian Qingyan, you, how could you have suddenly appeared here?" Xiuran looked to Su Qingyan

before him and coldly laughed, "What? Are you preparing to take me to hell?!"

Qingyan listened to Xiuran's words and frowned in confusion. Why did Xiuran see her as Qilian

Qingyan?

"Qilian Qingyan, I know you hate her, but can you not extract your revenge on her?" Xiuran watched

Qingyan approaching step by step and painfully pleaded, "What do you want to know, I'll tell you

everything. I just beg you to forgive Xiao* Yi."

(*T/N: He's referring to Qilian Qingyi, he calls her Xiao Yi which translates to 'little Yi' as an intimate way

to call her.)

Hearing that name coming from Xiuran's mouth, Qingyan felt incomparably disgusted, but for some

reason, her body suddenly couldn't move. She stood in her original spot and just felt her head painfully

ache. And afterwards, she heard that beyond familiar voice.

"Xiuran, the grudges between your Qilian Qingyi and I, isn't something that can be resolved with just

your words."

"Your Highness, Xiao Yi and I have loved for so many years, but because she yearned for power, I lost

her." Xiuran looked to Qingyan still with a pleading look.

"Ning Xiuran, I can't possibly let off Qilian Qingyi so easily like this. Don't worry, very soon, I'll have her

look for you in hell."

Qingyan simply couldn't see anything before her. She could only hear that voice, that voice that

belonged to Qilian Qingyan. That uniquely tender voice, at this moment, seemed exceptionally ice cold.

Wasn't she Qilian Qingyan? But why couldn't he feel any warmth coming from her.

In the haze, she seemed to see a woman dressed in a bright yellow phoenix gown. She stood in front

of Xiuran with a cold and detached expression on her face.

"Qilian Qingyan, I'm begging you, forgive Xiao Yi, alright?" Xiuran looked to Qingyan, struggling to

speak. "I will urge her to give up on everything."

Qingyan shook her head, "Xiuran, Qilian Qingyi has already turned into a demon, only by sending her

to hell, can it finally dissolve the hatred in my heart." She said as she stretched her hand towards

Xiuran, "And right now, the most important thing is that you can go on ahead."

In a daze, Xiuran seemingly saw the black and white reapers* behind Qilian Qingyan. The black and

white reapers looked to Su Qingyan standing in front, and after she nodded, they took Xiuran's soul

and disappeared.

(*T/N: Two deities in Chinese mythology, one short, one tall, chained at the ankles, responsible for

arresting souls. They reward the good and punish the bad.)

And by the time Qingyan finally came to her senses, she saw Murong Jingxuan standing in front of her.

He asked with a concerning look, "Yan'er, how's your condition?"

Qingyan looked to Murong Jingxuan before her and could no longer remember what had just

happened. She only remembered that woman dressed in a bright yellow phoenix gown, that was her

previous incarnation.

"Master, Xiuran is already dead." A man in black walked over and politely reported.

Thinking back to Xiuran and Su Qingyan's conversation just now, Murong Jingxuan's brows furrowed.

Could Xiuran really have seen Qilian Qingyan just now? That's why he said so many strange things.

"Okay, I know." Murong Jingxuan looked to the man in black at his side and dully spoke, "Go inform the

Fourth Prince, say Xiuran is already dead."

After the man in black left, Murong Jingxuan walked up next to Su Qingyan and held her hand, "Yan'er,

just what did you see just now? Although I could hear your conversation with Xiuran, I couldn't see you.

I felt it was very strange."

Qingyan listened to Murong Jingxuan's words and shook her head, "I don't remember the things from

earlier anymore. I just remember a bright yellow phoenix gown, that was my favorite outfit from my past

life."

"As expected." Murong Jingxuan looked to Su Qingyan and calmly spoke, "Xiuran must have seen

Qilian Qingyan right before he died. And Qilian Qingyan took his soul away with her."

"She took Xiuran's soul away? What does this mean? Xiuran died?" Qingyan pulled on Murong

Jingxuan's sleeve, "How could Xiuran have died?"

Murong Jingxuan helped support Qingyan and brought her over to the pillar Xiuran was tied to. And

Xiuran had indeed soundlessly died under these circumstances.

"Jingxuan, I heard Xiuran died, just what happened?" When Xuanyuan Yuzhen rushed into the prison,

he saw Jingxuan and Qingyan standing together.

Hearing Xuanyuan Yuzhen's voice, Jingxuan turned to him, "The cause of death, I'm not clear either,

but should be related to Qilian Qingyan."

"Qilian Qingyan?" When Xuanyuan Yuzhen heard this name, his brows creased. "What does this have

to do with elder sister Yan?"

Xuanyuan Yuzhen still respected Qilian Qingyan very much. Even though he's never met Qilian

Qingyan, he had always respectfully addressed Qilian Qingyan as elder sister.

Qingyan looked to Xiuran standing in front of her. She wanted to recall what happened earlier, but she

found that she couldn't remember anything. Aside from that bright yellow gown, she couldn't remember

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Jingxuan looked to Xuanyuan Yuzhen and shook his head, "I suspect that Xiuran saw Qilian Qingyan

before he died. That's why he could die so peacefully."

Xuanyuan Yuzhen listened to Murong Jingxuan's words and walked up to Xiuran's side. Yet he found

that Xiuran's body indeed didn't have any external injuries. But there was no such things as

supernatural beings in this world. However he also found that Su Qingyan's complexion seemed

deathly pale.

He seemed to hear Su Qingyan softly mumble: 'Don't worry, I'll help you take your revenge.'

Afterwards, Qingyan slowly collapsed to the ground in front of Xuanyuan Yuzhen and Murong

Jingxuan.

When Qingyan woke up, she discovered that she was in an unknown place. Her gaze followed into the

distance, she found that there was a vast expanse of whiteness. She saw a familiar figure walking

towards her. Just when she wanted to open her mouth, she found that her own voice had already

changed. "You're Qilian Qingyan, right?"

Wearing a white outfit, Qilian Qingyan looked to Qingyan before her eyes with a gentle smile, "Right,

I'm Qilian Qingyan."

Qingyan looked to the woman before her and tightly clenched her fist, "Don't worry, I will definitely help

avenge you. I will help you finish all your aspirations."

Qilian Qingyan looked at the young girl in front of her and shook her head smiling, "This isn't the result I

wanted."

Qingyan didn't understand why Qilian Qingyan would say something like this. Qilian Qingyan seemed

to have seen through her thoughts and calmly opened her mouth, "Yan'er, don't live so stressfully, I

hope in this life you can be happy."

Qingyan looked to Qilian Qingyan and shook her head, "This isn't what I want. I want revenge. I want to

kill Weisheng Junyan and Qilian Qingyi. You'll help me right?"

Qilian Qingyan looked to her and earnestly nodded, "Right. If this is what you want, I will help you

complete it, because you are me, and I'm you."

When Qingyan awoken, Qilian Qingyan's words still seem to be echoing by her ear. She could only

silently mouth to herself: "Vengeance right now is my one and only motivation to continue living."