Detestation within the heart, grief shortens life.
Eventually, forced by him, she vomited blood and died.
This is the outcome of her love for him.
So tragic, how could she still dare to look back?
The word 'death' was carelessly uttered by her, causing Lu Ziyuan's eyes to suddenly darken.
"You didn't die from excessive grief nor from heartache," touching upon the most painful memory in his heart, his hand trembled uncontrollably on the desk, a hoarse sound emerging from his throat.
"You died from poisoning..." He couldn't hold back any longer, grabbing her hand, "it's still my fault, I didn't warn you to beware of Lu Xiyao, letting you fall into her trap."
Lu Xiyao!
"She poisoned me?" Xie Wanqing was utterly shocked, momentarily forgetting to break free from his touch, thinking deeply, her eyes gradually widening, "Was it that bracelet?"
"Yes," Lu Ziyuan nodded gently, "it was that bracelet."
