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"Past & Present--All Messed Up!..." CHAPTER 6 IS UP! NEW!!

Chapter 6

The Past And Present-- All messed up!!

Jinan, 2019:

"Where-what..." Said Haikuan, opening his eyes.

Lan Zhan ( as YanZhang was known now ) staked him...all he could remember was an excruciating pain, as the world spun around him...Was this death, then? Was he in hell?

"Wang Haikuan-- you're awake."

Haikuan's eyes widened; he knew that voice.

"Qing ? Did YanZhang-- kill you too?"

Qing came closer : she looked the same as he had seen her last, though with calmer features.

She sat down next to him : it was then that he became aware that he was lying on a soft bed. That meant he was in a room. Haikuan felt confusion : wasn't hell supposed to torture him?

"Of course not," she said in her husky voice. "You were dead, I merely brought you back. YanZhang couldn't kill me , of course.. It's taken me a year to figure out how to get you back."

She brought a goblet to his lips : the blood tasted metallic, puzzling him : blood wasn't supposed to taste like this. He made no complaint , however, and drank, revelling in the knowledge that Qing had chosen him over his brother. She loved him, as he had loved her. She'd given him back his life.

"What happened?" he asked, wanting to know more , hear more about her love for him. She'd say that she missed him, that she knew his love for her, that...

"I cursed YanZhang, " said Qing quietly. "I cursed him to lie in a frozen grave for eternity."

"What?" said Haikuan , this news came like a bolt from the blue. "And- and Wei Ying ? You took his blood, right? Aren't you the queen of us all now?"

Qing hissed.

"He stopped me," she murmured. "I couldn't kill Wei Ying , because he loves that boy now ; how the hell could he do this to me-- that too for...for a boy...!

Has he gone insane??!!

If it were the 1800s Wei Ying would have been hanged to death! That cutsleeve-- how dare he.....!!!!

But YanZhang couldn't kill me, because he had loved me, and I couldn't kill him because'.." she stopped abruptly.

A cold fist started squeezing Haikuan's chest, so that it felt as though she'd cursed him, instead of his younger brother. Suddenly, a clear picture formed before his eyes : she was using him, she didn't want him because she felt any ...affection for him.

"So, anyway, I brought you here," continued Qing in her decades old princess tone, her voice louder than before. "We're in Jinan , I didn't want to attract attention. I need you to help me get my revenge on that Wei Ying , now that he's back to Chonging."

"Back?"

"Oh yes," smirked Qink, her beautiful yet vicious smile. "Back from Paris, where he went for a year to become a supermodel, after YanZhang wiped all his memories..."