Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

All the imperial doctors who were waiting at King Qi’s mansion ran in, and after another round of inquiries, they finally confirmed that Lin Ting was indeed alright. The residual poison in his body had been cleared, and as long as he paid attention to taking care of his body in the future, there would be no more problems.

The imperial doctors prescribed a new prescription for him, and when he finished drinking the medicine, the kitchen also served some light white porridge.

Lin Feilu looked at his gradually recovering face, wanting to cry and laugh a little. When everyone in the room left, Lin Ting was half lying on the bed as he reached out and touched her head, “I’m sorry, I made Little Lu worry.”

She shook her head, trying to say something, but found herself unable to say a word.

Lin Ting seemed to feel something and smiled weakly, “What about after that? How did Guo Jing convince his seven masters to stay with Huang Rong?”

Lin Feilu sniffed, holding back the sourness in her eyes, and briefly recounted the rest of the plot, “Afterwards, they gave birth to two daughters— one named Guo Xiang and one named Guo Fu. This would lead to another two stories, but I’ll tell you about it later!”

His eyes curled, “Okay.”

Lin Feilu looked at him for a while before slowly stretching out her fingers to hook his little finger. She then said in a husky voice, “Brother, we have made an agreement, so don’t hurt yourself in the future, okay?”

The smile on Lin Ting’s face gradually faded.

He lowered his eyes, making his long eyelashes drape over his eyelids as it casted a deep shadow.

After a while, Lin Feilu heard his hoarse voice and said, “Little Lu, too many people have died.”

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the half-opened window, coincidentally in a spot enveloping him. However, that warm light could no longer illuminate his eyes.

It was not the first time that Lin Feilu saw Lin Ting cry.

When they first met, he hugged the rabbit as he hid in the grass and cried.

In fact, he had always loved to cry. His heart was so tender, so it was easy for him to cry for this world.

But at this moment, tears flowed from his eyes without making a sound. They slid down his pale cheeks and fell drop by drop on the back of his hand, that was covered with thin veins.

He said softly, “So many people died because of me; how innocent they all were. I should have ended all this long ago. I know that I will bear this sin in hell even if I die.”

Lin Feilu’s eyes were red, and she held his trembling fingers tightly, “It’s not your fault. It has nothing to do with you.”

He looked up and smiled in despair, “I can never forgive myself for taking so many lives.”

How painful it must have been to see so many people die because of him, especially as a person who couldn’t even bear to hurt smaller animals. He was trapped in a depressed pit and the guilt he felt only deepened until he was engulfed by darkness.

Lin Feilu held his hand as if trying to give him warmth and strength. But in a soft tone, she asked him, “Eldest Imperial brother, do you think so many people wouldn’t have died without you?”

Lin Ting was still in tears, looking at her with wet eyelashes.

Lin Feilu said, “Even without you, there will be someone else. There will always be someone who will stand in your current position and become the most important pawn in this power struggle. On the contrary, because the one who is standing in this position now is you, you prevented many things from happening and many innocent people from being implicated.”

Lin Ting stared at her blankly.