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Ji Qili, unwilling to be toyed with by Ji Qiran, rolled his eyes, suddenly turned around, and thrust his sword towards Chu Qingluo's direction.

Although it was the same old trick, Ji Qili didn't believe that Ji Qiran could remain so calm and composed when Chu Qingluo was in danger!

The jailers surrounding Chu Qingluo managed to block Ji Qili's first attack, but the impact was still significant, forcing both the jailers and Chu Qingluo to take a large step back.

Before she could even regain her footing, Ji Qili quickly launched two more attacks.

Ji Qiran was completely unsure of Ji Qili's thoughts, but he would never gamble with Chu Qingluo's safety. Therefore, his gaze immediately shifted from provocative and disrespectful to serious and slightly murderous, and his movements became increasingly aggressive.

As if he had anticipated Ji Qiran's anger, Ji Qili revealed a strange smile. While exchanging sword blows with Ji Qiran, he was still attempting to launch a surprise attack on Chu Qingluo.

When Ji Qiran saw Ji Qili thrusting his sword at Chu Qingluo again, the scene at the edge of the Lamu River immediately flashed through his mind... At that time, Chu Qingluo also rushed towards Ji Qili in the same way, and then he raised his sword to stab her!

The thought that Ji Qili might harm Chu Qingluo again made Ji Qiran completely disregard everything else. In a split second, he thrust his sword towards Ji Qili's back! At that moment, he only knew that he had to take down Ji Qili, regardless of the consequences!

Faced with Ji Qiran's attack, Ji Qili's first reaction was to turn around and block with his sword, but Ji Qiran was too fast, and the tip of the sword was already at his chest. At this moment, behind him was a group of jailers. He tried to retreat, but was pushed forward by the jailers.

Left with no other choice, Ji Qili had to grab Ji Qiran's sword with his bare hands to block the attack, but the tip of the sword still pierced his skin, and blood slid down from his palms and chest.

"Hoo..." Ji Qili looked up at Ji Qiran, sweat dripping from his forehead into his eyes. He smiled bitterly and said, "...In the end, I still lost."

Ji Qiran was slightly out of breath, but he still dared not relax his grip on the sword. "Fifth Brother, you've already lost."

"Is that so?" Ji Qili slowly turned his head and gave Chu Qingluo a meaningful look.

He recalled the first time he saw her... She had a gloomy face, as if she harbored some deep hatred for him. But what impressed him most was the banquet at the summer festival, where she wore a flowing, bright red gauze dress, dancing in the wind, and was simply breathtakingly beautiful.

"Are you a prophet?" he suddenly asked Chu Qingluo with a smile, adding, "You knew from the very beginning that you would hate me..."

"..." Chu Qingluo stared silently at Ji Qili's profile. Of course, she wasn't a prophet; it was just that everything was too much of a coincidence.

"The scent of mint, I really loved it. It's a pity I can't smell it anymore..." Ji Qili seemed to be talking to himself, but after saying this, his hand, which had been tightly gripping the sword, suddenly loosened, and he lunged forward...

This action caught Ji Qiran off guard, causing his eyes to widen in surprise! In that instant, his sword had completely pierced through Ji Qili's chest.

Crimson blood gushed from Ji Qili's chest, staining large patches of his plain blue robe!

What was such a shocking scene turned out to be quite unexpected for Ji Qiran, who found that Ji Qili's originally cloudy eyes had become exceptionally clear.

It's as if... I've been freed from some kind of relief...

Blood still clung to the corner of Ji Qili's mouth as he murmured, "In the end, it did as I wished."

Chu Qinglu stared in disbelief at Ji Qili, watching his body slowly fall until he finally knelt on the ground.

She pushed her way through the crowd of jailers, knelt down beside Ji Qili, and clutched his collar, saying, "You can't just die like this..." Her voice trembled slightly with emotion. "Quickly, summon the physician!"

"Qingluo—!" Ji Qili's blood-stained hand suddenly gripped her sleeve tightly, his eyes fixed on her, and he said, "...Please."

Chu Qingluo's image gradually blurred in Ji Qili's eyes. He was tired, so he decided to leave.

"..." She looked at the dying Ji Qili, and the hatred in her heart suddenly plummeted! This man was the culprit who had harmed Gongsun Yu! Yet she felt a moment of pity for him?! She was truly utterly useless!

“Qingluo…” Ji Qiran saw Chu Qingluo’s face turn pale, knowing she must be suffering terribly. “We can call a physician, but this sword has pierced her heart. Even if Lady Fang Ying came personally, I’m afraid there would be little she can do to save her…”

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingluo frowned, then silently shook off Ji Qili's bloodied hand and rushed out of the prison with a taut face.

Upon seeing this, Ji Qiran immediately gave a few instructions to the jailers, telling them to first lock Ji Qili back in his cell and keep him under strict guard, and then quickly send someone to fetch the physician and inform the Emperor. Afterwards, he went after Chu Qingluo.

Ji Qiran jogged up to catch up with Chu Qingluo and tried to reach out and grab her.

Chu Qinglu shook off his hand and shouted, "I'm so useless!"

So they let Ji Qili go? He hasn't even faced the pangs of conscience or the scorn of the crowd! This kind of revenge is as weak and feeble as fancy moves!

"You're not a cruel person to begin with, so why are you forcing yourself like this?" Ji Qiran looked at her slightly reddened eyes and felt a pang of heartache.

"They're the cruel ones!" Chu Qingluo almost cried. "I was just giving them a taste of their own medicine!"

Ji Qiran stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. "That's enough, let yourself go. You've done very well." He stroked the back of her hair with his large hand, repeatedly telling her that it was enough.

Chu Qingluo's emotions were like a broken string on a musical instrument, scattering wildly, and tears streamed down her face...

"Qingluo, you still have me." Ji Qiran hugged her tightly and whispered clearly in her ear, "I swear, I will always be with you!"

……

When the medical officers arrived at the prison, Ji Qili had already died.

It is said that his face was very peaceful at the end, and he left this world forever with his greed, anger and ignorance.

Chonghuan showed the Empress the last few words Ji Qili wrote in prison. It turned out that he was not practicing calligraphy, but had repeatedly written the four characters "die as I wish" many times.

Even at the very end, Ji Qili remained stubborn.

The empress stared at the words, remaining silent for a long time.

Ji Qiran and others waited outside the Phoenix Palace, having come specifically to report the situation to the Empress. However, the Empress did not receive him, only saying that she was already aware of the matter.

It seems that the Empress has accepted the fact that Ji Qili is dead quite calmly, but she didn't touch her dinner in the Phoenix Palace that day.