Bab 219: 076 He is him, I am me

One day.

Snow flurried!

Man Qingting sat in front of the copper mirror, making herself up, while Ye Heng admired her silhouette from behind.

"Uh!"

Suddenly, Man Qingting spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior sister!" After shouting loudly, Ye Heng rushed forward and grabbed Man Qingting's shoulders. "What's wrong with you?"

To Ye Heng's astonishment, the blood Man Qingting spat out was black, and it seemed to emit a cold mist.

Ye Heng's shout not only startled and made the infant boy on the bed cry but also alarmed the master in the neighboring thatched cottage. On entering the room and seeing Man Qingting's pale face, the master with his white hair turned ashen, crying out mournfully, "Daughter!"

Man Qingting looked at her father, and said weakly, "Dad, your daughter is going to leave. Thank you for always taking care of me. What I owe you, I can only repay in the next life!"

The master covered his face and wept, then buried his head in his hands and cried bitterly.