The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Chapter 151 An Unwilling Ending

When Ye Xuan told Fu Zhenghong about her father's attitude, she thought he would be disappointed and was hesitating to say something to comfort him.

Fu Zhenghong said, "In that case, then let's listen to Master."

"Huh?" Ye Xuan was a little slow to react.

Fu Zhenghong said, "No matter what, Master is doing this for my own good."

Ye Xuan reacted and said, "Then I'll go prepare it right away, and we'll go tomorrow."

Fu Zhenghong said: "Okay."

Ye Xuan left happily, and the servant who was responsible for taking care of Fu Zhenghong came in.

"Close the window." Fu Zhenghong said.

"Yes, sir." The servant walked around Fu Zhenghong and closed the window.

The room suddenly became much darker.

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Song Yu fed Qingluo the medicine, put the medicine bowl away, and said to Qingluo, "Please consider what I said carefully. If in the end, you still insist on your choice, then I respect your choice."

Everyone's eyes fell on Song Yu, Qingling and Ye Shuangbai were confused.

Qingluo seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, Qingluo did not respond, but just closed her eyes silently.

Seeing this, Song Yu simply turned back to Ye Shuangbai and said, "Doctor Ye, please take care of Qingluo."

"Yeah, okay." Ye Shuangbai was now a little curious about what Song Yu had said to Qingluo.

The person who just looked dead and had no desire to live now has hope of survival.

But it was obvious that even if he asked this question, Song Yu probably wouldn't say much.

Song Yu and Qing Ling came out of the house and walked side by side.

Qing Ling couldn't help but ask, "What did you say to her?"

Song Yu tilted her head to look at him, then looked away after a moment and said, "It's nothing, just tell her it's not worth it."

"What's not worth it?" Qing Ling asked.

Song Yu said: "It's not worth giving up your life for a man, and it's not worth pinning your hope of survival on others."

In the original book, at the end, the Demon Cult fell apart and its followers were forced into a desperate situation.

A small number of people sacrificed the rest of their lives for revenge. Many years later, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult appeared at the martial arts conference and tried to stir up trouble again.

Unfortunately, she was eventually captured by the leaders. In order to deter the remnants of the evil sects in the world, the Wulin Alliance punished Qingluo extremely severely.

They crippled her martial arts, severed the tendons in her hands and feet, and locked her in a water dungeon for ten years.

The most beautiful woman in the martial arts world turned into a madwoman who was unable to live or die ten years later.

When I read the book, I didn't feel much, but I just felt that this witch was too arrogant. Didn't she know her own limitations? She even wanted revenge, so she deserved to be caught.

As for such a tragic ending, it was all his own fault. He had done so many evil things, and now it could be considered that he was getting his due.

However, when we really come to this world and become the people of this world, those villains who are described as unforgivable villains in the books are actually not so hateful after getting along with them.

And those protagonists who represent justice are not completely kind. When they become darker, they are more terrifying than the devil.

After learning about Qingluo's lonely childhood which had never been described, Song Yu felt that such an ending was not what she deserved.

"Why do you care so much about her?" Qingling asked.

Song Yu blinked and said, "Because I'm kind."

Qingling had a look of doubt on his face. Song Yu was kind, but this had already gone beyond the scope of kindness.

Song Yu did not give any further explanation.

She was just afraid that Qingling could not understand her sympathy for Qingluo, who was also a woman.

If she were born in modern times, someone like Qingluo would have her own place in the world, and she shouldn't give up the rest of her life for a man.

"What are we doing today?" Song Yu asked.

Qing Ling looked at Song Yu's expression and did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he said, "I'll take you out for a walk."

"Okay." Song Yu was in high spirits.

Qingling looked at Song Yu's smiling face and smiled too, and the two of them went out together.

Qingxi also followed them.

We took a horse-drawn carriage to the largest teahouse in the city center.

Before Song Yu got out of the car, he was attracted by the noise around him.

I don’t know if it’s because Tianshu City produces weapons, but the style of the entire city looks particularly sharp.

After getting off the carriage, the waiter at the teahouse entrance greeted them warmly, "Dear guests, please come in."

Song Yu looked up at the teahouse sign: "Xiang Ming Lou."

Following the waiter into the teahouse, the waiter led the way while introducing: "Our Xiangminglou is the largest teahouse in Tianshu City. It has three floors: the lobby on the first floor, the compartments on the second floor, and the private rooms on the third floor. Where would you like to relax, my dear guests?"

The guy looked at the few people calmly. The man and woman walking in front were wearing half masks, so their full appearance could not be seen clearly.

But from the material of their clothes, it can be seen that these two people are definitely not ordinary people.

Many important people often come and go in their teahouse. The waiters there are also somewhat knowledgeable and naturally know who not to offend.

Song Yu looked around. The teahouse was a semicircular building with a grandstand on one side and a stage on the other.

There were quite a few people on the first floor, and a wonderful martial arts performance was being performed on the stage.

I couldn't see the whole view from the second and third floors, and just as I was hesitating, I heard the waiter say, "If you guys want to talk business, the third floor private rooms are quiet and nice. If you just want to relax, the second floor is partitioned and has a great view of the stage. If you just want to have some fun, the first floor is full of friends, you can chat with the neighbors about the past and present."

Song Yu listened to the waiter introduce the advantages of the third floor, and after a little thought, he decided to go to the second floor.

She came here not to discuss business, and the first floor was too noisy, so she chose the second floor, which had the best location.

The waiter led the three of them to the second floor, and Qingxi gave enough silver to get the best seat.

This position is facing the stage, and you can observe the entire scene and see the gate. If anyone comes in, you can notice it at the first moment.

The three of them sat down, Song Yu leaned against the railing, Qingling sat in the main seat on her left, and Qingxi sat opposite Song Yu, facing the door.

Song Yu lay on the railing and watched the performance on the stage, which was quite enjoyable.

The waiter quickly brought fruits, snacks and tea.

"Dear guests, please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just let me know at any time." The waiter said and was about to leave.

Song Yu stopped him and said, "Hey, mate, is the performance on your stage ordered by the guests, or arranged by the teahouse?"

The waiter said, "Customers can order. If no one orders, we will arrange for someone to serve."

Song Yu nodded and asked, "How much is the price?"

The waiter said, "There's a list behind you with prices for each show. Would you like to order a piece?"

Song Yu turned his head and lowered his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a booklet placed in a frame next to the railing.

She took it out and looked through it out of curiosity. There were quite a lot of varieties of dishes, worthy of being the number one teahouse. However, the prices were not cheap either. The cheapest one cost one or two taels, which was enough for a poor family's living expenses for a year.