"Sorry...I didn't want to hurt you..."

She felt cold fingers brushing her cheeks, and the sound of crying faintly came from her ears, but Murong Yan felt dizzy and weak in limbs, and tried her best to barely open her eyes.

In a trance, she saw Chu Xiati sitting by the bed, looking at herself with red eyes and tenderness.

Tiny...

She wanted to call out to her, but suddenly found that a piece of cloth was stuffed in her numb mouth, making her unable to speak.

She regained consciousness suddenly, only to realize that her hands were tied tightly in front of her body, unable to move.

Seeing that she finally woke up, Chu Xiati bent down, stared straight into her eyes and asked, "Why do you want to come back...? Why...you just refuse to leave..."

It was not the first time that Chu Xiati asked her these words, but it was the first time that Murongyan heard endless hatred from it, and when she met her staring into her eyes, her heart palpited even more.

At this moment, Chu Xiati's face was as pale as paper, but her soft lips were as red as blood, and the eyes staring at her were sometimes lingering, sometimes sorrowful and resentful.

An inexplicable chill spread across Murongyan's chest in an instant - the Chu Xiati in front of her... was so strange... as if she had become a completely different person all of a sudden.

She exerted strength slowly in her hand, trying to secretly break free from the rope that bound her, but she didn't expect that with a slight movement of her palm, a short knife was pressed against her neck.

"You don't move...I don't want to hurt you..."

The chill on her neck made her dare not move easily, Murongyan looked at Chu Xiati in disbelief, her heart twitched, she never dreamed that she would threaten herself with a knife.

"It's all about you... all because of you..."

Chu Xiati's hands holding the knife trembled, and suddenly she shouted hoarsely and out of breath, "It's all because you lied to me time and time again!"

"What is it for Dayan? You came back because of Leng Lange, right? Is it because of her?! Is it because of her?!" Chu Xiati asked frantically with anger in her eyes.

Looking at her like this, Murong Yan was overwhelmed with shock and pain in her heart, her palms tightened unconsciously, because of too much force, the veins on the back of her hands burst out.

"Murongyan...I've had enough...I've had enough..." Chu Xiati raised the knife, and slowly pressed it against the scar on Murongyan's cheek. With a little force, the bright red blood flowed down The sword dripped down, "I want to destroy all the traces she left you..."

The scar that had never healed and faded was cut open inch by inch, instantly staining her cheeks red.She clenched the cloth strip in her mouth tightly, but she still couldn't help a painful muffled sound from her throat.She stared at Chu Xiati for a moment, and there was no trace of blame or anger in her eyes, only a look of unspeakable grief.

Chu Xiati stretched out her hand, slowly stroked the blood on her face, stared blankly for a while, then suddenly stood up in horror, took a big step back, looked at her blood-stained palm in disbelief, and said intermittently , "How...how could this be...? Wood me...how could I hurt you?"

She dropped the knife in her hand in shock, looked at the blood-stained palm in horror, and asked herself helplessly, "How could I hurt you? How could I? How could I...?"

Taking advantage of this juncture, Murongyan finally tried her best to sit up from the bed. With difficulty, she raised her hand and pulled the cloth strip from her mouth, then quickly jumped out of the bed, not wanting to squat down to pick up Chu Xiati and throw it away When she put the dagger on the ground, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and a silver gun blocked her eyes.

Chu Xiati kicked out the short knife on the ground, and then pointed the sharp spear point directly at her head.

It was the spear she took out from the emperor's mausoleum.

"Xiao Ti..." She raised her head and called her name with heartache, but her eyes that were supposed to be bright and moving had lost all brilliance, and she was like a puppet being manipulated by someone.

"You'd better not act rashly." A dull and gloomy middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from outside the room, "It would be bad if the king made a mistake and was charged with murdering his own husband."

Murong Yan raised her eyes suddenly, staring at the black figure vaguely reflected on the pane without saying a word.

Dead silence.

After a long time, the figure didn't seem to have the slightest sign of wanting to push the door in. He just smiled sullenly through the door, "How does it feel to be betrayed by the person next to you before you leave the teacher?"

Murong Yan didn't answer, but just took a deep breath, and asked straight to the point, "What do you want to let her go?"

"Heh, what an infatuated species."

Hei Ying sneered and shrugged, "If I said, I want you to die—"

"Okay." Murong Yan answered without hesitation, "Let her leave first, you can take my life at any time."

"Hahahaha!" A loud laugh came from outside the window, as if Murong Yan had told a big joke.

"You have today too...Murongyan..." The figure outside the window smiled as if he couldn't catch his breath, "Indeed, there are some people who can't wait to kill you, but I'm different from them." He paused After a pause, he said, "Because as far as I know, you won't live long?"

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?" Hearing this, Murongyan's eyes changed, and she stared at the black shadow like a knife, "As long as you let her go."

"Murongyan, Murongyan, do you think you are still the Shura King back then, or the emperor above ten thousand people?" The laughter stopped abruptly, showing a trace of coldness, "Now you, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with others? ?”

Murong Yan was not provoked at all, but asked calmly, "You don't come in to see me, is it because I know you?"

The figure outside the window suddenly fell silent.

"Oh no, you didn't come in because—" Murong Yan said quietly, "You're afraid of me, you didn't come in."

She wanted to provoke him to come in, she wanted to see who this man was.

However, the black figure outside the window sneered, and the next moment Chu Xiati raised the handle of the gun and knocked Murongyan to the ground.

Murongyan curled up on the ground in pain and only breathed in the air-conditioning, but what made her feel even more painful was that Chu Xiati's consciousness was indeed controlled by someone.

"Murongyan, I have a question, I have to ask you." Hei Ying lowered his voice and asked word by word, "Who do you really love in your heart? Is it the current Queen Mother? Or the Queen of Mobei?"

Murong Yan's eyes were red, but she clenched her teeth and did not say a word.

The people outside the window waited for a long time but did not hear her answer, so they looked up to the sky and sighed, "Don't want to say? It's okay. Anyway, no matter who it is, you probably won't have a chance in this life."

"You... what do you mean...?" Murong Yan stared at the figure.

"Don't worry, in fact, I don't want you to die at all, and I won't let others kill you easily. The good show has just begun, and letting you die now is too cheap for you." The figure said calmly. Xu Xu said, "So I won't force you with swords, because I understand that this is not the way to make you suffer the most. I know how to make you suffer the most - I want you to see the person you love with your own eyes. They all leave you, no longer belong to you, and even die because of you—and you can’t do anything! Am I right? The feeling of powerlessness is what makes you suffer the most.” At the end, a few words came from the voice of Sombra. It means gnashing of teeth.

"Why... why do you hate me so much?" Murong Yan asked hoarsely.

"Because you don't deserve it...!" Soi Ying seemed to want to say something, paused for a while, but finally said in a depressed voice, "You don't deserve to know."

There was also silence in the room.

After a while, a slight sound of fighting was heard from inside the room, and then Murong Yan let out a miserable cry.

Hei Ying hurriedly opened the door, only to see Chu Xiati standing there blankly holding a gun, blood dripping from the tip of the gun, while Murong Yan lay motionless on the ground with her eyes closed, unable to distinguish between life and death.

"Damn it! Come on! Go over and have a look!" Heiying still didn't dare to step forward, and ordered loudly.

Five well-trained men in black jumped in quickly. When she was about to get close to Murongyan, she suddenly opened her eyes, stabbed the short knife hidden in her palm straight into the chest of the nearest person, and then swung the cock from Chu Xia with a backhand. Ti withdrew his hand, and stabbed obliquely into a person's throat.

It turned out that it was Murong Yan who deliberately bumped into the gun in Chu Xiati's hand with her shoulder. When she fell, she took the opportunity to pick up the short knife not far away, and then quickly cut the rope while pretending to be dead.

Murong Yan, holding the gun in her hand, immediately killed three more people in a row like a tiger with wings added, but when she raised her eyes to look directly at the shadow, she was stunned, "It's...you..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard a loud "touch", a line of blood dripped down her temple, she turned her head and glanced at Chu Xiati who was holding a half-broken vase in her hand, her figure swayed unwillingly, He passed out straight away.

A woman in purple slowly walked to the shadow that was still in shock, staring at Murongyan who was covered with scars on the ground and Chu Xiati who was slowly standing there with a confused and painful expression, she smiled and said, "It was really dangerous just now, My lord should not take it lightly, the Dragon of the Shoal is still a dragon after all. How should my lord thank Linglong for giving you such a great gift?"

"Except for her, everything else can be as you wish, and I don't need anything." The black shadow slowly calmed down.

Su Linglong covered her lips and smiled coquettishly, "My lord just said that other people are infatuated. In my opinion, I am the most infatuated person in the world."

Sombra remained silent.

Su Linglong looked at the black shadow and then at the unconscious Murongyan, with a slightly sad and lonely look on her face, "I really envy her, all of you can do it for her... what?" Do not want any."

"I'm different from them!" Heiying suddenly clenched his fists and said loudly, "Whether it's Murong Yan, or that lingering dog of Nangong's family, they are all just poor men who covet her beauty. There is no way to bring her true happiness...all will only hurt her...for this country...she has suffered too much...I will take her out of that prison... .will definitely take her away."

Su Linglong lowered her head and smiled, "According to our plan, it should be soon. As long as my son can become the throne as he wished, your lord will also get his wish."

He breathed out noncommittal, stared at Su Linglong and said coldly, "You'd better make sure that this plan is safe, because if she loses even one hair, I won't let you go."

"My lord, please don't worry, there is absolutely no danger." Su Linglong replied with lowered eyebrows.

He nodded, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "And that fake King Rui, I don't like it very much, and I don't want her to live until the day of marriage."

"This is natural. She is the key to the success of this plan."

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