Best friends travel through time together! Marry the paranoid! Divorce together

Pei Junheng's sinister eyes swept across Zhao Jingmo, revealing a warning.

Yu Huan recalled what he had just said, frowned slightly, and said suspiciously:

"Sir, have you recognized the wrong person? How could I be your wife? Brother Jing Mo and I have been childhood sweethearts and have a deep affection for each other. I have never met you before."

It seems that she has forgotten everything that happened after entering the palace.

I only remember that Zhao Jingmo and I were childhood sweethearts.

Not only that, she also forgot all the memories of her love with Pei Yanxiu.

Including him.

Pei Junheng glanced at Zhao Jingmo with a cold gaze and said in a cold voice:

"I never imagined that not only did you not die on the battlefield, but you also devised a scheme to take her away from me, even going so far as to make her forget all about me at all costs."

Zhao Jingmo scoffed and said evasively, "Qingqing is mine to begin with, how can I take her away?"

"Whether you admit it or not, she is still my wife." Pei Junheng stretched out his hand to her, "I will take you home."

Yu Huan hid behind Zhao Jingmo, her eyes filled with deep resistance.

Pei Junheng's hand was suspended in the air, and he said coldly: "Since you don't want to go with me, I have no choice but to force you to stay."

Zhao Jingmo sneered, "The dignified King Xiaoyao of the Northern Kingdom actually wants to snatch a commoner girl. If this news gets out, how will you survive in this world?"

When these words were spoken, Yu Huan was stunned.

The man in front of him was actually the Free and Easy King of the Northern Kingdom?

Since he is King Xiaoyao, why is she said to be his wife?

Could it be that he has gone insane?

They were now in a wide alley, with no one else walking around and it was very quiet.

Pei Junheng stood in front of them holding a sharp knife, "She is my wife, how can you say she was robbed? If you say she was robbed, you deserve it."

He paused, then added: "This time, I won't let you take her away from me again."

Zhao Jingmo sneered.

In an instant, the sharp blade was at Zhao Jingmo's throat.

Pei Junheng exuded a powerful aura, and looked at him coldly, saying:

"I don't know how you survived the battlefield, but since you did, don't dwell on the past. If you persist, don't blame me for showing no mercy."

Zhao Jingmo took a step forward, his expression without a trace of fear, "Kill me."

Pei Junheng turned his wrist and pretended to put the back of the knife against his throat.

The next moment, he felt a piercing pain in his body. A trace of blood surged in Pei Junheng's throat, but he suppressed it and lowered his eyes to look.

A slender, white hand was holding a dagger and stabbing at him.

Anger flared in Yu Huan's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know you. Not only will I not leave with you, but I will not let you hurt Brother Jing Mo either!"

As she spoke, she drew out the dagger expressionlessly.

Pei Junheng couldn't hold it in after all. The smell of blood rushed into his throat again, and a trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

He used his sword to support himself on the ground, barely able to keep his footing.

The pain took root in my heart and spread to every part of my body.

After a long while, Pei Junheng's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, "I wanted to take you away, but you wanted to kill me."

"I will show no mercy to anyone who harms Brother Jing Mo." Yu Huan's eyes were cold and distant, without a trace of tenderness.

Pei Junheng's eyes gradually dimmed, without a trace of light. Blood continued to ooze out of the wound on his chest, and the blood falling on the ground was particularly glaring.

There was a hint of pride in Zhao Jingmo's eyes as he looked at him.

Yu Huan said, "Brother Jing Mo, let's go."

Pei Junheng showed no sign of giving in.

Zhao Jingmo chuckled, "What? Still not satisfied? Want my lover to stab you again?"

Pei Junheng's cold eyes passed through Yu Huan, "Another blow wouldn't hurt."

Yu Huan's eyes widened in surprise, and he said, "This is the first time I've heard someone make such a request."

"So do you agree or not?" Pei Junheng said, "If you want to prevent future troubles, then kill me."

Yu Huan heard the hidden meaning in his words.

If she showed mercy, he would pester her relentlessly.

Zhao Jingmo pursed his lips towards her and said, "Go ahead, my dear."

The reason why he brought her down the mountain was to cut off all of Pei Junheng's thoughts.

Letting Qingqing kill Pei Junheng personally is actually a good choice.

In this way, there will be no future troubles between them, and they can grow old together and never be separated.

Yu Huan said bluntly, "I attacked you just now because you wanted to deal with Brother Jing Mo. Now that you are no longer hurting him, I have no reason to hurt you."

Pei Junheng's eyebrows were wide and his tone was filled with hostility. "If you want to leave, you have to kill me. Otherwise, I won't let you go with him."

Yu Huan's brows knitted together, "I don't even know you, why are you so persistent?"

"You just forgot about me." Pei Junheng said.

Yu Huan glanced at Zhao Jingmo, "Is what he said true?"

"Of course not." Zhao Jingmo stroked her head gently and said affectionately, "Qingqing, I won't lie to you."

Seeing Yu Huan believing it, Pei Junheng suddenly smiled, "Yu Huan, you are really great."

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PS: The sad part is not long, the pace will be a little fast, it will be resolved soon, please be patient