The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 416 Die Together

After Ji Wuwang's death, the situation has become irreversible.

Xie Zhiyan no longer dared to imagine what would happen to Jiang Wantang next.

At this time, Ji Wuyuan, who had been motionless, slowly walked over and walked towards Jiang Wantang step by step.

Finally, he stopped a few steps away from Jiang Wantang.

"Tang'er..." Ji Wuyuan called her softly, trying to soften his tone: "Come back with me."

Jiang Wantang still hugged Ji Wuwang tightly without any reaction.

She leaned in his cold arms, the tears on her face had long since frozen into frost, and her bright and lively peach blossom eyes were now dim and silent.

"Tang'er!"

Ji Wuyuan spoke again, his tone heavier, his voice tinged with hidden anger.

He took a step forward, his bright red dragon robe rustling in the cold wind...

This time, Jiang Wantang finally responded.

She slowly withdrew from Ji Wuwang's arms and looked up at Ji Wuyuan in front of her.

The originally dead and empty eyes suddenly became lively after seeing that the person coming was Ji Wuyuan...

Jiang Wantang's eyes were red as bloodshot, and the hatred in them was extremely intense.

Ji Wuyuan even saw the undisguised murderous intent in her eyes.

His body froze, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed again, causing a bloody pain.

Ji Wuyuan endured the severe pain in his heart and said patiently, "Tang'er, be obedient and come back with me."

"Go back?" Jiang Wantang sneered, his eyes gleaming with sarcasm, his tone icy and frosty: "Where to go back to?"

"Return to that cage you so carefully crafted?"

Her icy eyes and tone made Ji Wuyuan feel more and more anxious.

"Tang'er, I..." Ji Wuyuan couldn't help but take a step forward and wanted to reach out to help her up.

But as soon as he took a step closer, Jiang Wantang immediately picked up the long sword that Ji Wuwang had dropped on the ground and pointed the tip of the sword at him.

Ji Wuyuan's face darkened instantly. He looked at her with deep eyes, his tone unable to conceal the bitterness and pain: "Tang'er, you want to kill me again?"

"Do you hate me so much? Do you want to leave me so much?"

Jiang Wantang looked at him with cold eyes, and there was a terrifying hatred in his eyes.

She spoke, each word piercing her heart: "Yes, I hate you!"

"I wish I could kill you right now!"

As she spoke, she suddenly smiled. It was a beautiful smile, a sad beauty. But the words she said were terrifying.

"What a pity, I can't kill you..."

"There's no way to kill you..."

"He's gone. If you die, the world will be in chaos."

"But yeah, I can choose to die with him."

Before she finished her words, she had already placed the blood-stained sword across her neck. The blade was so sharp that it instantly left a bloody mark on her fair skin.

Ji Wuyuan's pupils trembled violently and his heart contracted sharply.

"Tang'er, don't!"

The usually cold and ruthless man showed a nervous and panicked expression on his cold face for the first time.

Ji Wuyuan subconsciously took a step forward, but stopped abruptly.

Jiang Wantang knelt in the blood-red snow, snowflakes falling on her head and shoulders, turning her hair white.

That pale little face had a desolate look. It was so fragile, yet surprisingly stubborn. It was breathtakingly beautiful, yet carried a sense of brokenness that was almost desperate.

This time, he really saw clearly in Jiang Wantang's eyes the determination to face death.

At this moment, Ji Wuyuan truly realized that she really didn't want to live anymore.

She had nothing but hatred for herself and no regrets at all.

She is taking revenge on him with her own life!

She actually...actually hated him so much!

Is it because of Ji Wuwang’s death?

Is Ji Wuwang so important in his heart?

This belated realization made Ji Wuyuan's heart tremble, and an indescribable pain swept over him.

A deep red crimson gradually appeared in his eyes. He looked at Jiang Wantang in front of him with a look of surprise and panic, and his words trembled a little: "Tang'er, don't do anything stupid."

"It's my fault!"

"Put down your sword, and I'll give you whatever you want."

Jiang Wantang smiled, a sad and resolute smile: "You can't give me what I want."

"I don't want anything you give me..."

"Step aside!"

"Don't dirty his path of reincarnation!"

The resentment and disgust in Jiang Wantang's eyes stung his.

As Jiang Wantang spoke, Ji Wuyuan felt something being torn away from his heart, leaving behind a bloody mess.

He closed his eyes tightly, and his eyelids were dark red.

Have they finally... come to this?

He is at the end of his rope...what should he do?

At this moment, a voice in Ji Wuyuan's heart repeatedly told him to use all means to bring Jiang Wantang back and lock her up. She would be his alone...

However, when Ji Wuyuan looked at the stubborn and resolute look in Jiang Wantang's eyes and her pale face, he felt that the softest part of his heart was being tightly gripped, causing him excruciating pain.

After all, I still can't bear it...

He can't bear to do it!

It is true that he tried every possible means and turned into a dark and paranoid person that he could not even control, but from beginning to end, when did he actually touch a hair of Jiang Wantang?

Ji Wuyuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed softly, a smile that was bitter and self-deprecating.

It seems that Ji Wuwang was right. If he died, he wouldn't be able to win...

After a moment of silence, Ji Wuyuan covered his chest and staggered back several steps.

His face looked very ugly, and his eyes were fixed on the bloodstain on Jiang Wantang's neck. The glaring red burned his eyes.

"Everyone stand down!"

Following Ji Wuyuan's order, all the imperial guards retreated.

"Tang'er, put down the sword..." Ji Wuyuan spoke again in a deep voice, giving in: "I promise you, I will let them go."

Jiang Wantang smiled sarcastically and put down the sword in his hand.

Then, she took off her eunuch robe, revealing the plain white dress underneath, and turned around to hug Ji Wuwang, who was covered in blood.

Her little brother Xiaoqi loves clean, plain colors the most...

Jiang Wantang held Ji Wuwang's cold body in his arms and said softly, "Brother, you won't feel cold if Atang holds you."

She said, "Brother, it's not you who should die, it's me."

Jiang Wantang's tears mixed with a slight red blood color kept rolling down. She smiled lightly, her smile was broken and sad, like a madman.

"Brother, wait for Atang. On the road to the underworld, Atang is here to look for you..."

After saying that, Jiang Wantang slowly closed his eyes.

The two of them just snuggled up to each other in the snow, and soon, Jiang Wantang's plain white dress was stained with large patches of red.

Snow fluttered down, landing on their heads, shoulders, and bodies...

In the vast expanse of white snow, the beautiful and desolate scene seems to be frozen forever.

At this moment, the two of them can be said to have truly been wet in the snow together and grown old together.