NCCnovel Chapter 241 It’s too late
Chapter 241 It’s too late
Murong Ling'er stood quietly there, looking at Huo Shuixian in front of her with indifferent eyes, and had no expectations for what she was going to say next.
However, she never expected that as soon as she finished speaking, Huo Shuixian suddenly fell to her knees with a "bang".
The sound was crisp and loud, as if it hit Murong Ling'er's heart hard, making her frown slightly, as if her knees also felt the pain.
Then, there were several more "bang bang bang" sounds. Huo Shuixian said nothing, but just kowtowed heavily, each time with great force, as if she wanted to vent her inner guilt and regret in this way.
When she looked up again, her forehead was covered with shocking red marks, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her face in a messy manner, making her look disheveled and pitiful.
"Sister, I'm sorry, it's my fault. You can hit me or scold me!" Huo Shuixian's voice was crying and her eyes were full of tears. This apology was indeed from the heart and sincere.
Ever since she learned about the ugly true intentions of her adoptive mother Li Qiu Shui hidden under her gentle appearance, and realized that she was like a puppet being manipulated at will, being played in her hands, and indirectly becoming a sharp weapon in her hands that hurt people, Huo Shuixian's heart has been burned by the flames of regret, and the pain is unbearable.
She thought back to her past self and realized how foolish and ignorant she had been! Her childish jealousy and groundless malice had led her to do foolish things that broke the hearts of her loved ones and pleased her enemies.
She almost destroyed the only warmth and support she had left in this world with her own hands. Whenever she thought of this, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into, or simply beat herself severely to relieve the hatred in her heart.
"Oh? How have you wronged me?" Murong Ling'er curled up the corners of her mouth into a cold and sarcastic smile, without a trace of pity in her eyes.
In her opinion, Huo Shuixian was just a poor creature blinded by jealousy and lies and did not deserve any sympathy at all.
Seeing Murong Ling'er's expression as cold as the frost in the cold winter, Huo Shuixian's lips trembled slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she mustered up the courage to speak, "I admit, I have done too many unforgivable things to you. That time in Murong Village, I was possessed by the devil. When you weren't paying attention, I pushed you down that steep slope with my own hands."
"And Xiaochen was sold because I was blinded by jealousy and made a big mistake in a moment of confusion. And everything that happened afterwards, whether it was the disputes I deliberately provoked in the mansion or the rumors I spread outside, were all caused by me."
Huo Shuixian's tears kept flowing. She sobbed and continued, "But none of this was my original intention. It's all the fault of that vicious woman, Li Qiushui. She deceived me with sweet words. All of this conspiracy was carefully planned by her. She hates my father, and she hates our mother even more. She wanted to use me to kill you and destroy the Yuhuo Marquis Mansion, making everyone die with her hatred."
"Sis, you have to believe me. Before this, I really didn't know that we were siblings. I was simply blinded by her scheme and fell into the trap she set."
"I know that my crime is unforgivable. Even if you kill me now, I will accept it willingly. I only ask that you can forgive me this time." Huo Shuixian spoke a lot in one breath, as if she wanted to pour out all the guilt and regret in her heart.
Murong Ling'er listened quietly without any expression on her face. She looked at Huo Shuixian as if she was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with her.
This indifferent attitude made Huo Shuixian even more anxious. She knew that this was the only relative she had left in this world. If she couldn't get Murong Ling'er's forgiveness, she really didn't know how to face her future life.
After a long moment, Murong Ling'er finally spoke, her voice as cold as if it came from an ice cellar: "Is this really all you've done to me?"
Murong Ling'er's all-seeing eyes seemed to be able to see through Huo Shuixian's heart.
Huo Shuixian felt a buzzing in her head, and she instantly fell into great panic. Her face turned pale, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair, because she understood that Murong Ling'er knew everything from the beginning to the end, and there was no possibility for her to hide anything.
In this quiet corner of the backyard, the atmosphere was suffocating.
Huo Shuixian knelt on the ground, her body trembling slightly, waiting for Murong Ling'er's judgment.
Murong Ling'er stood there quietly, feeling mixed emotions, not knowing how to face this sister who had caused her countless harm.
Murong Ling'er took a deep breath, still staring at Huo Shuixian with cold eyes, as if thinking about something.
Huo Shuixian's eyesight was blurred by tears. She raised her head and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, I really know I was wrong. I am willing to spend the rest of my life making up for the mistakes I made. As long as you give me a chance, even if you ask me to work like a slave for you, I will have no complaints."
Murong Ling'er closed her eyes slightly, and the painful times deep in the original owner's memory flashed through her mind. When she opened her eyes again, there was a hint of complex emotions in her eyes.
"Make up? Do you think these injuries can be easily made up? The pain Xiaochen suffered when he was almost sold, the despair I felt when I fell down a steep slope, and the grievances I suffered because of your rumors and instigation, how can all this be wiped away by a few tears and a few words of repentance now?" Murong Ling'er's voice was cold and icy.
Huo Shuixian lowered her head and burst into tears: "Sister, I know that no matter what I say now, I can't change the past, but I really want to start over and be your sister again."
Murong Ling'er stood quietly, her eyes cold and indifferent. She gently shook her head, her dark hair swaying slightly with her movements, a few strands brushing against her face, adding a touch of loneliness. Her lips opened and closed slightly, her voice low and hoarse, as if squeezing out these two words from the depths of her soul: "It's too late."
Huo Shuixian seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. She stood there in a daze for a moment, as if struck by lightning.
She slowly raised her head and looked up at Murong Ling'er, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement, as if silently asking Murong Ling'er why she said such a thing.
Murong Ling'er bent down slightly, her posture like a withered flower, with a touch of sadness. She leaned close to Huo Shuixian's ear and whispered softly. Her voice was as light as a breeze, but every word pierced Huo Shuixian's heart like a needle: "Do you know? Your own sister was killed by your own hands a long time ago."
She gazed into the distance, as if traveling through time and space, witnessing the tragedy that had occurred. "Falling from that height, how many lives do you think she could have survived? The cliff below is extremely rocky, and there's no chance of survival if she fell. She truly died at the hands of you, her own sister."