Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 383 - 216: Jiang Wan Awakens! (Two-in-One Mega - )_4

Chapter 383: Chapter 216: Jiang Wan Awakens! (Two-in-One Mega Chapter)_4

Finally, the two broke free from the sticky force and heavily fell to the ground.

Qu Hongling’s head hit the ground with a painful thud, her blank gaze slowly regained consciousness. When she saw Ran Qingchen lying on top of her, she asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"You almost died, do you know that?"

Seeing the girl finally return to normal, the pale-faced Ran Qingchen sighed in relief and lifted her jade hand that had been pierced by the other.

At that moment, the pain seemed to magnify, causing the woman to gasp sharply.

Qu Hongling finally recalled the scene from just now, her body breaking out in a cold sweat.

She subconsciously looked towards the statue, only to be forced to turn her face away by Ran Qingchen, "Still looking? Do you want to die?"

Qu Hongling was so frightened that she dared not look anymore.

She looked at the injured hand of the other, carefully took out the Phoenix Slaying Sword, and said apologetically and gratefully, "I’m sorry Ran, I didn’t do it on purpose, thank you for saving me."

"If it were on purpose, I would have killed you long ago."

Ran Qingchen said snappishly, "As for the thanks, there’s no need, we are even now."

Qu Hongling smiled, quickly stood up, tore a piece of her dress’s fabric to bandage the woman’s wound, and curiously asked, "Ran, why weren’t you enchanted by that statue?"

Ran Qingchen thought carefully.

Initially, she indeed was trapped, but when it came to her emotional turmoil involving Jiang Mo, she suddenly woke up.

The state of "Love-void" had saved her.

Yet, Ran Qingchen felt an inexplicable sense of strangeness.

It seemed that those past traces of emotions had not been erased but were instead wrapped up in a small house.

"Love-void... Can one truly void emotions?"

The woman was somewhat bewildered.

She sighed and prepared to continue searching for an exit in the stone chamber.

But as she looked up, she was horrified to see that the statue was now standing right behind Qu Hongling, wearing a sinister smile.

The statue had one hand on Qu Hongling’s head.

As if to say... you can never escape from the palm of my hand.

"What happened?"

Qu Hongling instinctively wanted to turn her head.

"Don’t look back!"

Ran Qingchen urgently stopped her.

But her body suddenly couldn’t move, and the figure of Qu Hongling in front of her began to flicker and blur, surrounded by invisible stripes crisscrossing and warping.

When everything returned to normal, Ran Qingchen was horrified to see a sinister phoenix with blood-red feathers quietly emerging above Qu Hongling’s head. Its wings spread out, shielding the faint light above the stone chamber.

The crimson blood flowed from below the phoenix like a thin stream merging into a river, quickly spreading, covering the entire cold stone floor of the stone chamber with a piercing red.

Ran Qingchen wanted to shout, but her throat was dry, and her voice stifled within her chest as if gripped by an invisible hand.

All she could do was watch the deathly blood slowly rise, inch by inch devouring the space until it tightly enveloped her and Qu Hongling, sinking them into the terrifying blood-red abyss.

Faintly, she seemed to hear a cold sigh.

——

When Ran Qingchen opened her eyes, she was astonished to find herself in a brilliantly beautiful Peach Blossom Grove.

Peach blossom petals gently swayed and danced in the wind like pink rain, profusely sprinkling, decorating this realm as a dreamlike paradise, seeming like a Peach Blossom World out of this world.

Qu Hongling stood under the peach tree, looking dazed.

"Where is this?"

Ran Qingchen’s mind was shaken, and she asked Qu Hongling.

Qu Hongling shook her head, "I don’t know, but... but it feels familiar..."

The girl’s emotions were inexplicably melancholic.

The two explored the surroundings and soon came upon a thatched cottage.

Inside the cottage, there were only simple furnishings such as tables, chairs, and beds, seemingly unoccupied for a long time.

Outside the hut stood several large rectangular blocks of ice, their surfaces shrouded in a mist-like white fog. In front of the central ice block, engraved were the words—"A Dream of a Lifetime..."

Not far away stood a large lake with an ice tombstone at its front.

It was unmarked.

Ran Qingchen was dumbfounded, feeling that even the Peach Blossom World couldn’t match this.

Is this real, or just an illusion?

If it is an illusion...

Ran Qingchen instinctively clenched the hilt of the sword, the thought to commit suicide to wake up suddenly emerged, but suddenly she remembered the scene of Qu Hongling’s previous suicide, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Perhaps the act of suicide here is consistent with the outside world.

If one dies, it is truly death.

Afterward, the two continued to search for an exit or a way to awaken, but they made no progress.

Even unintentionally, as time passed by, they didn’t feel it.

With time accumulating, their memories also began to falter, seeming to forget many things, yet not knowing what they forget.

And the thought of suicide to awaken gradually, mysteriously disappeared.

Occasionally, when the two woke up, they had a sense of vacancy, as if they had always lived here.

Time flowed silently like sand between fingers.

The rise and fall of the sun, the change of seasons, those once vivid memories gradually faded, like footprints on the sand gently smoothed by the tide, leaving only blurred outlines, softly sighing in the corners of memory.

Spring flowers and autumn moons, summer rains and winter snows, year after year, day after day...

Finally, one day, the two completely forgot who they were and didn’t know whose roles to play, considering themselves sisters as thick as thieves.

They would enjoy the peach blossoms together, frolic in the lake together, and chat about the future together in the thatched cottage.

Sometimes, Qu Hongling would sit in front of the ice tombstone lost in thought.

They would also argue, and sometimes they wouldn’t talk to each other for a month, but at some moments, they reconciled as before.

The rise and fall of the sun, unconsciously, youth had turned into dried flowers in the pages of time; the years were long, waiting for no one to awaken.

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