Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

Chu Hantian came here excitedly and with confidence, but left Qingquan Villa in anger and humiliation. He took his guards directly back to the capital and didn't even remember that he had said he came to the Fahua Temple to burn incense.

After this farce, Yue Ran also planned to rush back to the capital before noon.

She returned to her boudoir on the second floor of the bamboo building, walked around the step-out bed made of 300-year-old osmanthus wood, scratched her chin for a long time, and finally spotted a carved board on the fence next to the bed.

She reached out and grabbed the carved board, exerted a little force with both hands, and with a click, the one-foot square carved board was removed by her.

Fortunately, the bed her mother made for her was big enough, so it would not be a big deal to break off a piece of carved board from the corner.

"Mother, I am doing this to heal my father's wounds. Please don't blame me, my spirit in heaven."

Yue Ran held the carved board and bowed to the bed.

After the worship, she always felt that something was not right, but she was too lazy to think about it.

The most important thing is to quickly bring the smilax china back to Dingbei Palace to treat my father's illness.

After bidding farewell to everyone in the villa, Yue Ran, wearing a red cloak, carrying a carved board and gold ingots hanging around his waist, went straight back to the capital.

At the Fahua Temple on the top of Qingquan Mountain, Murong Hui lit an eternal lamp in the side hall of the Great Hall, and then bowed three times devoutly. Anyone who saw this could not help but praise the young man for his sincerity.

Then he bid farewell to the abbot, led out his white horse, and rode down the mountain at lightning speed, his destination also being the capital.

As a hostage, it is impossible for him to leave the capital of Chu without permission. Murong Hui is aware of this.

Passing by the gate of Qingquan Villa, the big yellow dog in front of the gate turned its ears, raised its nose to sniff, then it suddenly jumped up and barked at Murong Hui.

The mountain boy came running out in a hurry:

"What's wrong, Yellow Lion? Are there more bad guys coming?"

Before he could finish his words, a dark shadow covered Shan Yazi's head, blocking his sight completely.

"Who is it? Who is so wicked?"

The boy angrily pulled the black shadow off his head and discovered that it was his own fur coat.

"Thank you for your fur coat, little brother!"

A deep and pleasant voice came from a distance, with a slightly mischievous smile.

Shan Yazi looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man in a black brocade robe riding a white horse, leaving Qingquan Villa and heading straight for the capital.

"...They come in droves and leave in droves. These adults are really strange. Don't you think so, Huang Shi?"

The yellow lion's black eyes stared at Murong Hui's receding back, full of confusion.

There was a faint smell of the mountain road on that person.

The smell of the beast was faint, but it was not mistaken.

But he is a human being.

Not long after, the smell completely dissipated.

Before noon, Yue Ran returned to the capital on horseback.

As the light golden barrier in the sky covered the capital and the surrounding areas, there were more people on the streets, and even crowds of people coming out to buy supplies everywhere.

When Yue Ran arrived at Caishikou, he saw that the place ahead was surrounded by people and he couldn't get through on horseback.

She had no choice but to dismount and slowly pass through Caishikou holding the reins.

Various whispers were heard from the crowd.

"This was the werewolf. Watch out. He betrayed his master and repeatedly framed the female general of our Great Chu. His Majesty was furious and sentenced him to behead!"

"How can he be so evil when he looks like a decent person?"

"What do you know? You have long hair but little knowledge. You can't judge a man by his face!"

"You should show me a good face first."

Amid the noise, Yue Ran finally remembered something.

Today at noon is the day when Hall will be executed.

I didn't expect that he would die so soon in this life. Thinking back on what he did to her in the last life, death was a blessing in disguise for him.

Yue Ran was among the crowd, looking at the execution platform at Caishikou.

Hall was kneeling on the execution ground with disheveled hair, and there were some minor injuries and blood on his face and body. It seemed that he was beaten in prison.

Despite this, his facial features were still extremely delicate and handsome, which made many people in the crowd feel sorry for him.

"What a pity! Why didn't he learn his lesson and frame his own master?"

"I'm not feeling well today. Such a good-looking orc is about to die in front of me."

Hall lowered his head slightly, and his long silver-gray hair was roughly combed into a bun to make it easier for the executioner to carry out the execution.

There was no expression on his face, as if he had completely accepted his impending death.

On the way to the execution ground, he looked up at the golden light in the sky for a long time.

It’s so beautiful, this is the miracle of the small building.

She will surely climb the road to success step by step and take back everything that belongs to her.

It's a pity that he can't continue to be with her.

A sharp gaze from the crowd fell on him.

Werewolves are far more sensitive than humans, and Hall immediately looked in that direction.

Then he saw Yue Ran in the crowd.

She stood there quietly, and everything around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. Her eyes were cold and without a trace of warmth, just like the calm surface of an ice lake.

Hall's pupils shrank slightly and he stared at Yue Ran closely.

What was she doing here? To see him die in such a mess?

An indescribable grief and anger surged in Hall's heart, mixed with a strong sense of grievance.

In Yue Ran's cold eyes, there was no sign of any pleasure of revenge or relief.

She looked as if she was watching a play that had nothing to do with her.

But just a month ago, she was clearly not like this!

A month ago, she was on the battlefield, risking everything to protect him.

What did the past five years mean to her?

Even if he lied to her, she really took care of him for five years.

How could she be so heartless and just let go?

The more Hall thought about it, the more he felt as if his chest was being pressed down by a huge rock. He could hardly breathe, and every breath was accompanied by a tearing pain.

He didn't know where the pain came from, but he knew that he didn't actually want to die now.

He didn't want to die in front of Yue Ran. He didn't want Yue Ran to see his head and body separated.

Hall suddenly tried to stand up, and several tall and strong executioners nearby immediately pounced on him and pressed him to the ground.

Because of his identity as the young master of the wolf tribe, there were several executioners surrounding him during the execution today, and there were also many officers and soldiers outside.

Hall's head was pressed towards Yue Ran, and his every struggle was seen by Yue Ran.

Many people in the surrounding crowd looked distressed.

"What a sin! It's normal for such a good-looking young man not to want to die."

"Who made him betray his promise? Everyone should be responsible for the mistakes they have made."

Yue Ran tilted her head slightly, and the look she gave Hall was still indifferent, even with a bit of impatience.

She hoped he would die quickly.

When Hall realized this, his heart gradually sank.

The veins on his neck bulged, and he shouted with all his strength: "Yue Ran!!!"

No sooner said than done, a strong wind blew in the air.

The wind was so strange and strong that no one could open their eyes.

Including Yue Ran, everyone had to cover their faces with their hands to prevent sand from getting into their eyes.

Then she heard the executioner's roar.

not good!

Yue Ran tried hard to open his eyes and look towards the execution platform.

The executioners had already fallen to the ground, and Hall's figure disappeared out of thin air on the execution platform.

Yue Ran frowned slightly, leaped onto the roof of a nearby building and looked around, but did not see anything unusual.

who is it?

Is there anyone who would rob an execution ground just for Hall?