The Queen sealed her heart and locked up her love, and the Emperor was trapped in the crematorium

"Kill you? I would like to."

The corners of Xie Yaoqing's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, and his eyes revealed a kind of indifference and disdain.

Xiao Chengxu's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something. However, the next moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound, which sounded like flesh and blood being torn apart, with a heart-pounding sharpness and harshness.

Xiao Chengxu looked down subconsciously and saw a sharp sword piercing his abdomen.

Blood gushed out like a spring, quickly staining the light-colored clothes he was wearing. The bright red color was particularly dazzling against the light-colored clothes, as if a bunch of enchanting and gorgeous blood-colored flowers were blooming on his body. A lot of blood also dripped down the hem of his clothes onto the ground, forming a pool of shocking blood.

Since ascending the throne, Xiao Chengxu has always been accustomed to wearing dark clothes, such as black, ink blue, dark purple, dark red, etc. Because these deep colors make him look more majestic and solemn, and also fit his status as an emperor.

But Xie Yaoqing once said that she liked Xiao Chengxu to wear light-colored clothes because that would make him look elegant and refined, with the elegance and charm of a scholar.

The blood flowed mercilessly on the light-colored clothes, making the originally elegant color extremely glaring and hurting Xie Yaoqing's eyes, but a trace of pleasure surged in her heart, but at the same time it was also accompanied by endless pain and contradictions.

Since she had blocked a sword for Xiao Chengxu before, she would return the sword to Xiao Chengxu today. When love has faded, all that is left is endless hatred.

Xiao Chengxu was not very surprised by this sword. The rapid loss of blood in his body made his face extremely pale, and his lips were pale, looking extremely scary. However, he seemed to be indifferent to the wound on his body, and even raised the corners of his lips, revealing a gentle smile like spring breeze.

Xie Yaoqing frowned slightly. Something was wrong. Was there something wrong with Xiao Chengxu's brain? How could he still laugh out loud? Wasn't he angry?

At this moment, amid Feng An's terrified cries and Xie Yaoqing's puzzled gaze, Xiao Chengxu gripped the sword blade tightly with one hand and pushed the sword a little further inward.

Xie Yaoqing's pupils suddenly contracted sharply, his eyes suddenly widened, and he screamed, "Are you crazy? Do you want to die?"

It seems powerful, but in fact, the sword that Xie Yaoqing stabbed at Xiao Chengxu just now was precisely controlled. It would only cause him to suffer some physical pain, bleed, and be in pain for a few days, but would not hurt his internal organs. In other words, Xiao Chengxu's life would not be harmed.

After all, Xie Yaoqing just wanted to vent her anger and had no intention of killing the king. Driven by impulse, she came to Xiao Chengxu with a sword, but this did not mean that she had completely lost her mind. If she really killed Xiao Chengxu today, how could she get away with it?

However, if the person is stabbed through, the bleeding alone may be enough to kill him.

Xiao Chengxu shook his head and pointed at his chest. "Qingqing, don't you hate me? If you hate me, you should stab me hard, stab me at this spot, so that you can kill me with one strike."

"But you didn't do that, which means you still care about me."

As he spoke, a faint smile appeared on Xiao Chengxu's face, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Xie Yaoqing is a martial artist, so she naturally knows how to take a person's life. How could she not know the vital parts of the human body? In Xiao Chengxu's opinion, even though Xie Yaoqing used the sword on him, she cleverly avoided all the vital parts and obviously did not want to take his life. Isn't it because she cares about him?

In this case, why not let the sword stab deeper, as long as it can make Qingqing calm down.

Xie Yaoqing was shocked by the scene before him.

It seems that Xiao Chengxu is indeed crazy, and quite crazy!

"Don't be so sentimental. Do you think I don't want to kill you? No, I can't. If you die, how can I get away with it?"

Xie Yaoqing's tone was cold, and his eyes revealed undisguised disgust.

Hearing this, Xiao Chengxu felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked at the indifferent woman in front of him and couldn't help but think of every little detail of the past.

They had had good times once, but things are no longer the same now.

"I care about you?"

Xie Yaoqing sneered, "I care about Bai Fu but I don't care about you."

Bai Fu is the name given to the dog that Xie Yaoqing brought back to her. Because of its cleverness, liveliness and cuteness, Xie Yaoqing loves it very much. Since raising it in Kunning Palace, Xie Yaoqing has been very concerned about it. Bai Fu also knows how to repay kindness and is very loyal to Xie Yaoqing.

Every time Xiao Chengxu came to Kunning Palace, Bai Fu would always stand in front of Xie Yaoqing, staring at him vigilantly, and shouting at him fiercely, as if warning him not to get close to Xie Yaoqing, just like a man protecting his master.

Hearing this, Xiao Chengxu's eyes dimmed a little. He knew that in Xie Yaoqing's heart, he was not even as important as a dog. He had witnessed Xie Yaoqing and Bai Fu's close relationship and her love for the dog, while the dog was full of hostility towards him, as if it knew that he did not hold a high position in Xie Yaoqing's heart.

This made Xiao Chengxu feel an unspeakable bitterness in his heart, because he could not help but feel jealous of a dog.