Chapter 486 Confess the crime and wait for the death penalty?
"tasty."

Feeling the aftertaste in his mouth, Lin Changqiang became more and more satisfied. He looked at Ling Qingzhu with an inquiring look. Ling Qingzhu also nodded. Although she only said "hmm" lightly, she was obviously in a good mood.

For the rest of the time, the two of them tacitly kept silent, savoring and appreciating the music quietly like the other people nearby. The soothing music stopped quietly, and amid a few rounds of brisk applause, another song was played.

Compared with the previous song's lightheartedness, the rhythm of this song is obviously just as slow at the beginning, but it gradually rises and falls. The song is desolate, melodious and ethereal, as if at dawn, the illuminated dust falls in love with the first ray of sunshine, and there is also a kind of bitterness that things have changed and people have passed away.
Should I hesitate and regret it in the future, or just seek a moment of brilliance regardless of right or wrong?

Ling Qingzhu was immersed in the music. She couldn't help humming in her heart. She hadn't had a drink for a long time. Lin Changqiang looked at her with an increasingly determined look, like a soldier who had made up his mind to charge forward with no way back.

Soon, the song ended, and the humming at the end of the music was like a feather lightly covering the flowers, drawing a gentle end to all the passion and tenderness, all the good and bad in the past life.

Ling Qingzhu woke up from her confusion and slowly opened her eyes, only to see Lin Changqiang looking at her steadily. His expression was solemn, and his black eyes were full of determination, which made her a little surprised.

As if he saw Ling Qingzhu's confusion, Lin Changqiang took a deep breath, his heart beating fast, excited and nervous. After setting up a barrier to avoid disturbing others, he finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"Qingzhu, I love you!"

He held Ling Qingzhu's hand tightly, breathing rapidly, "I know it's irresponsible to say this, because I also like Huanhuan."

As Ling Qingzhu stared in disbelief, Lin Changqiang's voice trembled slightly, as if he had foreseen the tragedy that was about to happen. After all, he himself felt that this was too bad: "But I really don't want to accept it and I'm afraid that I won't have you in my life. I can't imagine how bitter it would be. I know this is greedy, but if possible, I really hope that in the rest of my life, I can be with you every year and every day, never abandon each other, never give up on each other, share the ups and downs together, face them together, cry together, get upset together, and laugh out loud together."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became inaudible amidst his sobs, as if he had used up all his strength. He looked at Ling Qingzhu nervously, with a last glimmer of hope in his despair and pessimism, just like a criminal waiting for the judge to sentence him to death, fantasizing that it could be turned into life imprisonment.

After the initial shock and panic, Ling Qingzhu's mood kept changing, from joy to confusion, anger to entanglement, and finally to chaos.

She looked at Lin Changqiang, who was holding her hand tightly, with a persistent look in his obsidian eyes. His usually confident face was now filled with guilt, sadness and expectation. He looked like a poor child who had been bullied, begging for help from the only person he could trust.

But it's obviously me who is being bullied.
Back in the tomb, it was clearly us who knew each other first. You praised my appearance and helped me detoxify, and I also lifted my veil as promised and met you honestly.

I originally thought of you as just a small naughty wave in my long life, but I didn't expect that when we met again, you stood out from the Hundred Dynasties War as a low-level dynasty and became the leader of Dao Zong.

Before the competition, you were as bold as usual, creating blue waves in front of so many people, as if you were speaking in a secret code that only the two of us knew.

In the Demonic Realm, you always liked to say ambiguous words and do intimate actions. In the Taiqing Fairy Pool, you saved my life and said you wanted to marry me.

You clearly kept stirring my heartstrings, and I probably did gradually fall in love with you, but if that was the case, why did you choose to join Dao Zong instead of coming to Jiutian Taiqing Palace to find me? Did you know the prohibition of Jiutian Taiqing Palace, or did you feel that you had to defeat me before you could express your feelings? Now, your previous nonsense has been verified by the master and the elders and it has become true. I also made up my mind under the master's tireless innuendo and told our story. But when the master tried every means to send me to Dao Zong Huangdian, you told me that you and Ying Huanhuan were in love? What am I then?
Ling Qingzhu felt more and more aggrieved, and the way she tried to hold back her tears was completely inconsistent with her usual coldness. She said nothing but stared at Lin Changqiang stubbornly, with tears flashing in her eyes, which made Lin Changqiang feel guilty and heartbroken. He opened his mouth and said, "Don't cry," and tried in a panic to wipe away Ling Qingzhu's tears, but was fixed by her stubborn eyes. In the end, he could only sigh, and sat down weakly and dejectedly, supporting his body with the chair, his heart sank to the bottom.

"Feel sorry……"

After all, I was wrong.

He breathed heavily, took out a handkerchief and gently handed it to Ling Qingzhu, but it seemed as if he had used up all his strength and he collapsed silently, like the ashes burned by a wildfire.

The barrier was as silent as death. I really regretted not making it so that the sound could enter but not exit.

Ling Qingzhu looked down at the handkerchief. She was obviously still very annoyed and resentful, but a trace of warmth rushed into her heart like a warrior who was not afraid of danger and had a firm step. It was like when she was young and hid in the room after quarreling with her master, she suddenly walked into the room holding a toy and came over with a flattering smile.

Haha, fake concern.

Due to her gradually blurred vision, she wiped her eyes reluctantly and then clenched her handkerchief.

She glanced at Lin Changqiang. Over the years, whenever she saw this face, in addition to his undisguised affection for her, it was always filled with a calm and confident smile, but without the slightest arrogance. Now, the look of dejection and regret with his head down was something she had never seen before.

Humph, you deserve it.

Perhaps she was too soft-hearted, or perhaps love was always unreasonable. She was still a little angry, but she felt a little reluctant in her heart. Thinking of what Ying Huanhuan had told her during their communication in the Deserted Palace, she finally sighed.

[You like Lin Changqiang, right?]
"……Yes."

[More frank than me.]
[After I die, please love him well and don’t make him too sad.]
"? I don't understand what you mean."

[I am the Ice Lord from ancient times...]
[Another great war between heaven and earth is imminent, this world needs a second Fu Zu...]
[I will sacrifice myself to help him become an ancestor]

After the conversation that day, even though she had made all the mental preparations before coming to Dao Sect, she was still deeply shocked. She did not expect that the little princess of Dao Sect was actually the reincarnation of a samsara person, and she did not expect that the legendary Ice Lord would fall in love with the same person as her and be willing to sacrifice his life, even though her main purpose was to save Tianxuan Continent...

He is still kept in the dark and doesn't know that the poor girl has already made up her mind to die?
Ling Qingzhu felt a sudden surge of pity in her heart.

(End of this chapter)