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she.
He smiled and walked forward, "Uncle Tie, please move aside and let me take a look. That's not Qiaochu. If it's really her, she must have taken a drug to fake her death. I can tell at a glance. How could she die suddenly? She sang to me last night. She was pregnant with my child and she loved the child very much."
Lao Tieben was still waving his sword, but when he heard the sound, he slowly lowered his hands and murmured, "Master, I saw Madam Chang outside the room last night, so I chased her out. No, that wasn't Madam Chang. She slashed at me with a sword. If it was Madam Chang, and she wanted me dead, I would have died immediately. Why would she do that? I should have followed your instructions and stayed with Master Qiao. It was me who killed her and the young master... I can't protect Madam Chang, nor can I protect Master Qiao."
"Master, I deserve to die. It's good that you are here. Take Master Qiao back. She has always wanted you to take her back."
He let out a wild roar, turned the sword, and stabbed it towards his heart. Someone screamed in fright, Qiao Mei, Shen Qingling, or Lang Linling...
Shangguan Jinghong, as if unaware of the pain, reached out and grasped his sword, then kicked him hard in the heart. Lao Tie fell to the ground. Seeing this, Xia Haibing immediately rushed forward and controlled his acupoints.
Without the obstruction in front of him, Shangguan Jinghong could now see the woman on the ground clearly.
One of her hands fell to her side, with her nails broken from rubbing against the ground. She seemed to have struggled violently before her death, but her other hand was pressed quietly on her abdomen in a contradictory manner.
Her eyes were not closed, but there was no resentment in them. Instead, there seemed to be a stream of light flowing in them, like tears.
There was even a hint of a smile on her face.
What are you laughing at, yourself or him
have no idea.
That smile was sad and desolate.
There was blood oozing from under his eyelids and his face was blue and purple.
Someone covered his face and suffocated him to death.
She must have been in great pain and wanted to survive, so she dug on the ground with one hand, but she was finally unable to resist the strong force of the other party, and the embroidered shoe on one foot was also pulled off, revealing her silk stockings. This is indecent for a woman. A woman's feet can only be seen by her husband.
The moisture in his eyes trickled down onto the woman's face. Shangguan Jinghong didn't even bother to wipe it off. With his shaking hands, he randomly groped around on her face...
No human skin
No.
Is it her
It's her.
He shook his head, picked her up, and kissed her again and again, "Qiaochu, wake up, I'm here to take you back. I'm not going anywhere, it's not as planned, let's go back, wake up, anything is fine, okay..."
—Brother Jinghong, you love her, why do you insist that she reciprocate
—I will wait for you until I can’t wait any longer.
—You can’t wait any longer.
Can't wait any longer.
I will never wait any longer.
Whose voice is drilling in and out of my ears, as cold as a water snake.
She had died not long ago, and her body was not yet completely stiff.
If he had come here last night, who could have killed her
Where was he then
He is with Shen Qingling.
Why doesn't he come over
If he comes, if he comes—
A sharp pain pierced from the bottom of his heart, as if something had stabbed his internal organs at the same time. A large mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth, staining the face of the person in his arms. Shangguan was startled and quickly stretched out his sleeve to wipe it for her. She was so beautiful, and if she woke up and saw that he had stained her face, she would blame him.
"Have you finished your drama? Let her go, Shangguan Jinghong. You don't deserve her! You don't deserve her! I was blind to hand her over to you."
A strong wind blew from behind, and Shangguan Jinghong's eyes darkened, and a fierce light immediately filled his eyes. Someone wanted to snatch the top spot from him! No one can snatch it from him!
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The man who came in was Shangguan Jingcong.
Shangguan Jingcong, who had fainted due to the excitement, woke up and saw Shangguan Jinghong holding Qiaochu's body. How could he not be angry? He immediately started fighting with him.
In the chaos, Shangguan Jinghao glanced at the emperor, suddenly drew out the sword of a royal guard, and instantly killed several royal guards present.
Although the women present were shocked, they all understood that royal affairs should not be made public.
Shangguan Jinghao stabbed at the four and the beauty with his sword. After all, the two were just slaves of Qiaochu, and they were equivalent to the imperial guards. He was in a hurry. Rui and Xia were fighting, and the beauty had just taken over Qiaochu's body. The four were protecting her, but they could not kill her. Jingping and others were a little far away and could not save her in time. Shangguan Jinghong did not take Shangguan Jingcong's palm and let him hit him. With a muffled groan, his figure was in front of the beauty, and his fingers clamped Shangguan Jinghao's sword wave.
Shangguan Jinghao retreated.
Shangguan Jinghong wanted to hug Qiaochu, but the beauty refused. Si Da cried, "When you like her, treat her well. When you don't like her, you beat and lock her up. Fine, fine. She loved freedom all her life but was bound many times. Now she is free after all. We will take her back. She should go back to where she came from."
"Jinghong, let go. She is already dead. Besides, she is not worthy of you..." Shen Qingling was panicked, but finally stepped forward to pull Shangguan Jinghong away.
Shangguan Jinghong was unwilling to do that. He moved his spine and threw her to the ground. He then knocked Shangguan Jingcong down with a palm. Shangguan Jingcong was seriously injured and fainted immediately. Shen Qingling was stunned on the ground, but saw him clawing at the beauty with his five fingers. He was actually half crazy at this time, and saving the two was more of an instinct for Qiaochu.
The emperor was already in a complicated mood, and now he was even more furious. He snatched Shangguan Jinghao's sword and pointed it at Shangguan Jinghong with trembling hands, "Evil son! Is a woman worth your killing like this?"
Staring at the gleaming tip of the sword, all the hatred and resentment he had felt over the past decade surged into his heart. He could have endured it in the past, but now Qiaochu was dead—
Shangguan Jinghong laughed loudly. His hands were covered in wounds and blood, but he still reached out to grab the sword. The emperor was shocked, but Shangguan Jinghong's move was fast and ruthless, and he actually managed to snatch the sword from him.
"Old Eight, what are you doing? How dare you kill the king!"
Shangguan Jinghao's eyes moved and he shouted angrily. King Ning was shocked - this was a reminder.
The emperor was already shocked by the sword pointing at his face. Hearing this, he was immediately furious. It seemed as if all his blood was drained away in an instant. This was the son who had been giving him opportunities since the Western Expedition and even wanted to support him to become the crown prince
"You killed her, didn't you?"
Everyone panicked. Following that hoarse and murderous voice, the emperor turned cold all over. He sternly glanced at Hao, Bing, and Ning who tried to stop him, and flicked his sleeves, "No one is allowed to come up!"
He stared at Shangguan Jinghong and said, "If I answer you that I killed her, then you will kill me to pay for this woman's life?"
Shangguan Jinghong's ears were buzzing, and tears were gushing out of his eyes. He raised his sword to the emperor's neck, "You have killed my mother and sister, why are you still not willing to let her and my child go?"
"So in your heart, you have always resented me... I thought I was good at judging people, but I misjudged you!" The veins on the emperor's forehead bulged, and he pointed at Shangguan Jinghong, "Come on, bring this beast to me... Capture it for me."
"I will kill whoever kills her..."
Shangguan Jinghong held the sword without hesitation. As the emperor finished speaking, he had already stabbed the sword at the emperor's throat. Although the emperor thought that he had the intention to kill him, he never thought that he would actually kill him. Everyone was shocked, but who could stop him!
At this critical moment, someone suddenly said, "Master Qiao, are you awake? I'm here to pick you up."
Shangguan was shocked and turned his head away before he finished speaking, only to see Qiaochu was still in the beauty's hands, his body soft and motionless.
It was Jingping who spoke.
With a bitter mouth, he slowly knelt down towards Shangguan Jinghong.
Only this method can make his master stop, otherwise the consequences - at the same time, Shangguan Jinghao and Xia Haibing attacked at the same time, quickly pressing several acupoints on Shangguan Jinghong's body...
The clan prison.
Several officers carried the tortured man back to the prison and threw him back into the haystack.
The man didn't move, just slept on the grass.
He had been severely tortured and one of his legs was broken.
He is a skilled doctor, and if he sets the bone now, he can reduce the damage.
He didn't.
She died, and the little monster died too. What was the point of him coming here to treat her
In my mind, I am still trying hard to recall that person's every frown and smile, afraid that they will slip away if I am not careful.
—Jinghong, because of your efforts, we can have a lifetime, but a lifetime is not long...
In the end, it wasn't her disease that took her life. The medicine that was not easy to get was useless in the end. How ironic.
Did he ever think that life was indeed very long, and one day, when he really couldn't bear it anymore, he could still go to the cell to see her.
In fact, life is not as long as imagined. No one can predict what will happen next. Even if something dirty really happened, why not give each other more time and space
He didn't know that a female poet in the Qiaochu continent once wrote these words. There are many things in this world that you think you can continue to do tomorrow; there are many people that you think you can see again tomorrow; so you let go temporarily... But there will be a time when: the moment you let go and turn around, some things will change completely. The sun sets, and before it rises again, some people will say goodbye to you forever.
"Qiaochu, I'm in pain... Where are you..."
He murmured, but he was a little impatient. He couldn't walk, so he could only lie on the haystack and crawl hard, trying to see if she was hiding somewhere. His hearing was very sensitive, but sometimes when he grabbed her with his hand, he only pulled out some rats and insects. He held her in his arms stupidly.
He thought if he showed weakness, she would come out to see him. But she didn't.
…
At the prison door, the jailers all left tactfully. The light illuminated the faces of two people, one of whom was wearing a straw hat.
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P.S. Guys, thank you for supporting me all the time. I couldn't have gotten through all the things I encountered along the way without you.
The physical version of Tyrant has been confirmed recently. It will be published by Yuedu Ji in three volumes and is expected to be released in September or October. If there are no special circumstances, new episodes will be added. I have started to proofread from scratch these days. The deadline for submission is very tight and the number of words is large, which is very strenuous for me. Ge writes very slowly, and Qingcheng's speed can probably only be the same as now. Again, I can't guarantee the speed, but I will definitely do my best to write each chapter. Qingcheng may not be a text that suits everyone's taste. It is more about expressing some of my thoughts on love at a certain time. Thank you for sharing so many of your thoughts with me in the comment section. I have been attacked a lot by malicious attacks, but the comment section is also the place I am most proud of - because of your wonderful and wonderful ideas. It's a one-time meeting, and an article is a fate. This meeting may not be the next time. How many articles can an author write in his life? Are they what everyone loves to read forever? How many articles will a reader read in his life? For everyone, Ge is just one of them, but for me, you are my everything. The Allure Project will end in late June or early July, and I really don’t want to leave you all.
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"Your Highness, please." The man in the straw hat smiled faintly and said.
The person he was talking to was Shangguan Jinghao. Shangguan Jinghao was startled, but asked with a smile: "Master Zuo, what is the matter with you coming here?"
"Your Highness, are you here for something? Come on."
The Lord Zuo mentioned by Shangguan Jinghao is actually Zuo Bing.
It was a very skillful rhetorical question. How could Shangguan Jinghao not understand the hidden meaning? I came here on the orders of the Emperor. Where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? He smiled and said, "Come and see your brother."
"Your Highness is a thoughtful person." Zuo Bing responded with a smile. He would not say much. He was subordinate to the emperor and protected the emperor's interests. Whether the prince came to see his brothers or the head of the clan affairs office put some slow-acting poison in the salt water of the whip, what did it have to do with him
He just came to confirm one thing and report to the emperor later.
There were footsteps coming from outside the door, and he immediately hid in the dark of the cell. Shangguan Jinghao's eyes moved. This Zuo Bing's identity was mysterious, and his face could never be identified. He held a handwritten edict from the emperor in his hand, and he could go anywhere without any obstacles. I don't know what he is doing here today. He was about to leave, but he met this man unexpectedly. At this time, he thought about it for a moment and hid in.
"Master Zong, please.
Several officers respectfully brought in a man, who turned out to be the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, Zong Pu.
Zong Pu said calmly, "I am here on the orders of the Emperor to ask Prince Rui a few questions. You need to be quiet. The Emperor does not want anyone else to know about what happened today. Do you understand?"
The messenger was startled and immediately said, "Yes."
Everyone left immediately. Zong Pu lifted his coat and walked quickly to the prison door. "Eighth Master..."
He called out anxiously a few times, but saw Shangguan Jinghong's clothes soaked with blood. He was just lying on the ground, staring at the grass with a fixed look in his eyes.
"Jinghong,"
Zong Pu was shocked and couldn't help but call his name, "The emperor is furious this time. We racked our brains but couldn't think of a way to save you. You must find a way to get the emperor to let you go. I know it's almost impossible, but if you don't get out as soon as possible, once the emperor issues a kill order... and the prince won't let you go either, you will die here..."
"This is a life-and-death catastrophe!"
He talked for a long time, but Shangguan Jinghong just didn't move - Zong Pu didn't dare to stay for long, looked at him deeply, and left with gritted teeth.
…
Zuo Bing walked out from the darkness, narrowed his eyes and