The Medical Fairy Who Was Mistakenly Imprisoned as a Secret Guard Begged for a Crematorium

When the remaining lights of Tingfeng Sword Manor were extinguished on a rainy night, Ling Feng's hand holding the sword still retained the warmth of the hilt. The Liufeng Sword engraved with the word "Ling Feng" was eventually forged into the weapon of the palace's secret guard "Ye Xiao", just like his free soul was forged by power into a cold killing machine. The moonlight in Xuanhu Valley was once his only salvation - the temperature of Yunqing's fingertips and the crisp sound of wind-driven stone sword spikes all carved the name "Aqing" into the hickey on his collarbone. They are confidants who drink under the moon, and lingering lovers in the cabin, but at the moment when the identity of "Night Owl" is revealed, they become each other's sharpest blade. Yun Qing's golden needle was tempered from a holy relic to a bone-corrosive poison. Every time it stabbed Ling Feng, it stuck into the old marks left when they first met Yue Xia. Ling Feng's Liufeng sword changed from a symbol of pleasure and hatred to a butcher's knife forced to be stained with blood. Every time he swung the sword, it cut off the remaining tenderness between him and Yun Qing. The wind blew the stone into pieces, and it shattered at the moment when Yun Qing broke the sword spike in public; the moonlight cracked, and it cracked at the rainy night when Ling Feng fell in a pool of blood, and he watched helplessly as the blood of miscarriage spread. When the Wangfu's "Forgetting Powder" erased the memory, Lingfeng's empty eyes no longer had any light. Only Yunqing chased his wife like crazy after the truth was revealed, measuring the distance of regret with his plain clothes stained with blood. They are twin blades, the destiny of each other - the person who understands each other best will eventually use love and hate as blades to stab each other into an eternal nightmare. The fragments of the wind-moving stone were embedded in the palm of the hand, and the sword spikes in the moonlight were stained with blood. This close relationship that began under the moon finally broke into the wind and the broken moon in the strangulation of power.