Jian Mingyuan×You Jiao
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A sword was pressed against my neck, and Jian Mingyuan slit my throat without looking at me.
There were corpses all over the ground. Because Bai Qingqing and her childhood sweetheart ran away, the ancestor went completely crazy and didn't even recognize them.
I watched him carefully stroking the white tassel pendant that Bai Qingqing had knitted for him, and then picked up a peach wood sword on the ground - the Thousand Mountains of Peach Wood that he had exchanged for half his life.
Last year for my birthday, Jian Mingyuan said he would give me a mahogany sword as an adult gift, but he has been putting it off until now, but this one is not mine. He wanted to give it to Bai Qingqing. As for my one, he probably won't be able to wait.
The peach wood sword penetrated straight into my body, and the sword began to glow when it was wrapped in warm blood. Today is my and Bai Qingqing's birthday. I gave her a peach wood sword tempered with divine blood as a way of thanking Jian Mingyuan for taking care of her.
If he had to do it again, he might as well die in the marrow washing altar and never meet Jian Mingyuan.
I watched Jian Mingyuan's eyes gradually clearing up, my ears hurting, and finally I only heard one sentence: "Qing Qing!"
It's a pity that my pseudonym is Song Dianqing, and no one will know that my name is You Jiao until my death.
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