"Go away!" She looked up at him with hatred and shouted coldly, "Don't touch her!"
Her awe-inspiring attitude made Leng Qisu stunned. His hands froze in mid-air and he did not dare to step forward, "Mo Shuang..."
She looked away coldly, lowered her head and looked at Lily in her arms, gritted her teeth, and wanted to pick her up again, but she still failed after trying twice.
He looked at her tremblingly, looking at her stubborn look, and felt his heart hurt indescribably. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his eyes again, stepped forward regardless, and roughly broke her apart. With his hand, he held Lily in his arms for her.
"Don't touch him!" she yelled, then stepped forward to snatch it, and broke his hand hard. "Get your dirty hands off, you have no right to touch her!"
He pursed his lips tightly, ignored her, and still held Lily tightly in his arms.
Seeing that she couldn't break it off, she became so angry that she lowered her head and bit the back of his hand, biting with all her strength.
Leng Qisu's pupils were slightly narrowed and he didn't say a word. It was obvious that he was holding back, but he remained motionless.
It wasn't until she bit him for who knows how long that she felt the muscles in her cheeks twitching and the roots of her teeth becoming numb, and she finally let go of him.
Just when he thought she would give up, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
With an uncontrollable groan, he instinctively lowered his eyes and looked at his chest.
There was a dagger stuck on his chest. The metal tail of the dagger shone with a cold light in the sun, piercing people's eyes.
Red blood gurgled out along the edge of the knife, like a red spring.
He raised his eyes and looked at the woman standing in front of him in shock, with pain and disbelief on her face.
What happened was so sudden that the guards on the side were all stunned and turned to stone.
It wasn't until someone shouted, "Devil, how dare you assassinate the Emperor!" that everyone suddenly woke up. Someone screamed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Someone stepped forward, twisted Mo Shuang's arm, and held her back behind her. In the chaos, a guard kicked her hard on the knee, knocking her to the ground.
Mo Shuang gasped under the hands of the guards, with empty eyes open, watching Leng Qisu slowly fall down holding Lily, the bright red blood staining his bright yellow dragon robe.
Someone had already pulled out a big knife and put it on her neck. She raised her chin numbly in a welcoming gesture.
"stop-"
It's Lengqisu.
He looked pale and looked at her weakly, raising his hand to ask the guards to let her go.
"But, Your Majesty, she is."
Leng Qisu turned his eyes and looked coldly at the guard who was speaking, and the man was so frightened that he immediately fell silent.
Seeing the blood pouring out of Leng Qisu's chest, everyone was shocked. A leader of the imperial guards hurriedly ordered everyone, "Quickly, go back to the palace, and Dr. Xuan, quick!"
Several people stepped forward and helped Leng Qisu up, making preparations to leave.
In a state of confusion, Mo Shuang saw that Leng Qisu seemed to want to turn his head to take one last look at her.
She didn't know what kind of emotion was contained in that look. She only knew that her heart clenched in pain. She numbly turned her head and looked away. She didn't want to meet his eyes.
Leng Qisu, you forced me, you forced me!
She heard that Leng Qisu asked the guards to take Lily away too
She heard the guards curse her, call her heartless, call her a crazy bitch
She heard the chaotic footsteps getting further and further away...
The world is lonely.
She knelt and sat there numbly, without expression or thought.
It was very quiet all around, so quiet that I couldn't seem to hear my own heartbeat.
Suddenly, her stomach was turbulent again. She couldn't tell whether it was stomach pain or heartache. She opened her mouth and let the bright red fountain gush out.
The body was like a withered leaf, which finally could no longer hold up and fell straight to the ground.
The sky above her head was broad and cloudy, and it was sunny. She opened her eyes and looked at the blue sky, like a puppet that had lost its soul, its eyelashes motionless.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, thick.
I wonder if it's hers, his, or Lily's
*********************I am the dividing line of heartache************************
When Feng Xiaochen found her, she was still lying there motionless.
Seeing her eyes open but motionless, Feng Xiaochen was frightened and thought she was dead. It wasn't until he reached out to touch her nose that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mo Shuang, Mo Shuang..." He gently called her name, lifted her up, and held her in his arms, feeling heartbroken beyond measure.
When he came back from collecting medicine, he was surprised and sad at the same time that she was missing.
To his surprise, she finally woke up; sadly, he thought she had returned to the palace again and went back to find the man.
It wasn't until he saw the notices posted on the streets of the capital that he suddenly realized that she was here to save Lily.
it is as expected.
This silly woman!
"Mo Shuang, let's go back..." Feng Xiaochen held her in his arms, stood up, and walked back slowly.
The woman in her arms seemed not to hear anything, and didn't react at all. She just opened her eyes, and her eyes fell on the top of her head without focus, without any look...
(End of chapter)