Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 858

Chapter 858: Chapter 858: That Legend

Di Xiaxia crawled halfway up the mountain and decisively could not go any further, shamelessly requesting Di Mingjue to carry her in a whining and rolling fit.

As a result, Di Mingjue, very cold and domineering, asked, "Did you break your leg?"

Then, he took off running ahead in a streak of smoke.

Di Mingchen wanted to carry Di Xiaxia, but Di Xiaxia pursed her lips and would rather die than let Di Mingchen carry her.

In the end, she didn’t even take a moment to catch her breath when they reached the peak.

In truth, she merely wanted Di Mingjue to carry her.

This time, going to the Cliff of Love again, Di Mingzhe thought to himself, he must personally carry Di Xiaxia up.

Because there was another bloody melodramatic legend about this Cliff of Love.

The legend goes that long, long ago, the Cliff of Love was rugged and steep, and there were many ferocious beasts on it.

A wealthy man’s adopted daughter fell ill, and all the doctors they consulted were at a loss.

Atop the Cliff of Love there was a Divine Doctor who could cure all diseases, but unfortunately, the mountain was too high, the path too steep, and the dangers too great, so no one was willing to invite this Divine Doctor.

In the wealthy man’s household, there was a servant working menial jobs who was secretly in love with the adoptive daughter.

After the young lady became ill and treatment failed, the wealthy man, with limited financial and human resources, had no choice but to give up.

Furthermore, the concubine sowed discord by claiming that the girl was a disaster star, afflicted with plague, fearing contagion to others in the household, and also because she wasn’t his own flesh and blood.

Thus, the wealthy man made the painful decision to cast out the girl and abandon her corpse in the wilderness.

Seeing his beloved being discarded, the humble-born servant was heartbroken and, under the cover of night, went into the wilderness to find the miss.

By this time, the miss was already at death’s door, merely crying and begging him to give her a proper burial, which would have been satisfaction enough for her.

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