Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 177 Reluctantly Ending "Okay," Qiao Shuang'er raised her head and the tip of her nose touched Bu Chenche's. The distance between them was so close, as if he held her in his arms in the palace that day.Bu Chenche's brows were always brimming with joy, he lowered his head and put his lips firmly on Qiao Shuang'er's lips. The red lips that he couldn't taste that day only knew how beautiful they are today, just like the fragrance of a bright red cherry. With a tempting taste, people can't help but want to pick more.

Qiao Shuang'er was kissing herself with the fascinated Ren Buchenche. At this moment, she could really feel that everything around her had disappeared and only Buchenche was left in her world. This man was her only one.

The light in front of his eyes was gradually blocked because Xipa blocked the two of them. Bu Chenche took a step back and searched under the Xipa. It was only in the evening that what he should give her was a good night. Pa placed a light kiss on the forehead, "I will open your Xipa after I send all the guests away."

Qiao Shuang'er lowered her head and nodded lightly, only after hearing the sound of the door closing did she dare to reach out her hand to touch the billowing red lips, just now he kissed her so tenderly and considerately, it was totally different from the him she knew before, It turns out that he also has moments of pity and sympathy, does this also prove that he also cares about himself?Otherwise, how could he have married himself.Qiao Shuang'er only felt that she was as sweet as drinking honey. She never knew that liking someone could make people so happy.

Nalan Zhenqi and his party returned to the banquet table and described everything that happened in the new house to Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi.Jing Yirong also couldn't help laughing, "Zhenqi Qiao Shuang'er married a prince, I'm afraid you won't be able to bully her anymore."

"I'm not bullying, I'm happy for her." Nalan Zhenqi still couldn't help laughing when she remembered Qiao Shuang'er's appearance just now, "I don't know what will happen if Shuang'er marries King Junqi? I hope King Jun Qi can give her happiness and make her happy."

"If you're worried, you can be the one who can give her happiness and joy," Yue Yue who had been silent all this time suddenly said, the dinner table was silent, and even Bu Chenche, who came to toast, looked embarrassed.

Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Yueya and then at Buchenche, and hurriedly raised his glass, "Prince Junqi, I would like to offer you a toast. I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and an early baby. If you have time in the future, you can bring Shuang'er to participate in the meeting with me." Crescent wedding."

Bu Chenche drank the wine in his glass, "Your wedding ceremony and my wife and I will definitely be there." After Bu Chenche left, no one spoke at the dinner table, Yueya knew that she had offended Nalan Zhenqi, "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that just now."

"Yueya, I told you that I only have brother-sister affection for Shuang'er." Nalan Zhenqi looked at Yueya helplessly, "I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now, but Lord Junqi won't forget it when he heard it. It must be a knot in his heart, I don't want to let King Jun Qi misunderstand Shuang'er because of me."

Yue Ya forced a smile, "I know I'm too impulsive, I shouldn't talk nonsense, I'll punish myself with three glasses of wine." After speaking, Yue Ya poured three glasses of wine for herself and drank them into her stomach one after another. A pungent feeling rushed straight into her throat, causing her to choke and cough.Nalan Zhenqi caressed Yueya's back distressedly, "I should say I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reacted so badly, are you better?"

Nalan Zhenqi's soft apology made Yueya hold back tears, how could you and I be willing to leave and hurt like this.Zhenqi I'm sorry.

"What's wrong?" Nalan Zhenqi felt the drops of water on the back of his hand flustered, "Why are you crying?"

"It's not just that I'm choking badly," Yueya wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled at Nalan Zhenqi.Nalan Zhenqi felt relieved and put a piece of vegetable next to Yueya's mouth, "Eat a piece of vegetable, it will be much better."

"En." Yue Ya opened her mouth to eat the food that Nalan Zhenqi picked up for him, who will be so happy in the future that you can draw eyebrows for her every day, and feed her every now and then?

Jing Yirong turned away from looking at the pain in Yueya's eyes, "It's getting late, hurry up and see if it's going to rain later this day."

"Okay." Nalan Zhijin lowered his head and only focused on eating the food. The food in Junqi Palace is really good. I don't know if he can come to eat more often in the future. According to the friendship between Sister Shuang'er and himself, he should be able to come.

Halfway through the meal, the raindrops fell, and the officials of the Manchu Dynasty kept clicking their tongues against the sudden heavy rain, and one of them said, "Oh, do you mean that God also thinks that so many innocent people will die tonight?" It will rain."

"Hush. You should keep your voice down. Tonight is King Jun Qi's big day. How can you say such funeral words? If King Jun Qi hears it, I think you will really lose your life."

The discussion between the two reached Jing Yirong and Yueya's ears, Yueya smiled and looked at Nalan Zhenqi, "Zhenqi, did you come here on horseback or in a carriage?"

"Taifu's Mansion and Wangye's Mansion are only a few streets away, and we walked directly over."

"Zhenqi, you and Zhijin go back and get some umbrellas, we'll wait for you here." Although Jing Yirong spoke to Nalan Zhenqi, his eyes fell on Yueya's face.

Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin left without any objection, Jing Yirong turned to Xiao Yan, "Give me the sword in your hand, and you take Qingyi to the back hall to drink tea and chat, I have something to say to Yueya .”

Xiao Yan looked at Jing Yirong and Yueya and felt that these two people were a little strange all day long, but she also had an indescribable feeling. She looked at Nalan Qingyi, "My lord, let's go to the back hall."

Nalan Qingyi watched the two retreat silently, some understood and some did not understand.

Jing Yirong got up and ignored the pouring rain and went to Junqi Palace, Yueya followed closely behind, and the two of them came to a place where no one was there and were already soaked.

"If you regret it now, I won't kill you." Jing Yirong frowned slightly.

Yueya smiled wryly, "If you don't kill me, do you want me to kill a dozen or so helpless people later?"

Jing Yirong frowned deeply, "Yueya, I'll give you a chance. Didn't you always want to avenge Lie Yan? Just treat it as the first and last chance for you. I only use tricks and not internal strength. Let's compare swordsmanship. Maybe your Swordsmanship is above me."

After saying that, Jing Yirong threw Xiao Yan's sword to Yueya, "Use all your moves."

"Thank you, Jing Yirong." Yueya pulled out her sword, she understood that this battle was not for her to kill Jing Yirong but to fulfill her long-cherished wish, as if to vent all her hatred.

The raindrops mercilessly slapped Jing Yirong and Yueya's bodies. They swung their swords and turned around with the rolling of water droplets.Jing Yirong, who didn't use his inner strength, really couldn't resist Yueya in his moves. Yueya stabbed Jing Yirong's chest with his sword, and Jing Yirong swung his sword to block it, "Yueya is worthy of Lie Yan's sister, if Lie Yan Seeing you today, I will definitely feel proud of you."

"Jing Yirong, the only thing I feel lucky about after I die is that I can see brother Lieyan, this time he can never abandon me again." Yueya swiped the water droplets on the sword and hit Jing Yirong again, with a smudge on his face. I can't tell whether it's tears or rain, "I used to like rainy days the most, because only then when I cry, brother Lie Yan won't know whether it's rain or tears."

Jing Yirong took several steps back and swung his sword against Yueya's move, "No matter what happens after Yueya, don't cry anymore, crying will only hurt more."

"Haven't you ever cried?"

"I cried before, but I felt more pain and no other feeling. So I stopped crying for a long time, and gradually I forgot how to cry."

Yueya turned around to avoid Jing Yirong's stabbing sword, "When you encounter truly sad things in the future, you will understand that crying is not something we can control."

Jing Yirong and Yueya seem to be in a martial arts competition or in a fight, more like they are having a deep chat, a chat that has no content but can probe the pain in the other's heart.One is to leave involuntarily, and the other is to not want to hurt.

Jing Yirong didn't expect that as a killer, he would meet someone he didn't want to kill but had to.Is all this punishment?Punishment has killed so many people willfully, so the gods let her kill Huatang in front of Nalan Zhijin, and let her have a nine-year agreement with Nalan Zhijin that she can't forget and doesn't want to mention.Now God Shuang wants him to kill Nalan Zhenqi's favorite woman, whether this punishment is punishing her alone or the people around her are also suffering.

Yueya put away her moves, "Our time is running out."

"Wait a little longer." Jing Yirong put away his sword.

Yueya smiled wryly, "Do you want Zhenqi to see you put the sword into my heart?"

"I don't want to." Jing Yirong stroked Yumojian, "but I am even more unwilling to let Yumojian kill people they don't want to kill." The Yumojian in Jing Yirong's hand kept shaking, Jing Yirong She just felt so bitter that even Yu Mojian didn't want to get Crescent Moon's blood on her body, so how could she do it.

Yueya pulled out Xiao Yan's sword again and threw it to Jing Yirong, "If you don't want the Yumo sword to be stained with my blood, then change the sword. Jing Yirong kills me as a favor to me. If you kill me, you won't die anymore." You owe me, you don't owe me Brother Lie Yan."

Jing Yirong pointed the long sword at Yueya's heart, and the heavy raindrops made a ding-dong sound on the long sword, which made people want to roar loudly, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling, only feeling that the sword was so heavy Good weight.

Yueya walked forward step by step, reaching out and holding the tip of the sword against her heart, "Remember? Only by hitting the heart can I be completely freed, otherwise my pain will be endless."

Jing Yirong closed his eyes and let the water drip on his face, the sullenness in his heart was hidden there from the beginning to the end, no matter what, Jing Yirong had no choice but to raise his head and roar to drive away the pain in his body, and then He closed his eyes and sent the sword into Crescent Moon's heart.

"Crescent!" A hissing voice came from a distance, and Jing Yirong opened his eyes in shock to the blankness around him. Nalan Zhenqi threw away the umbrella in his hand and ran over like crazy. I don't know whether it's tears or rain, Zhenqi, are you crying?

Nalan Zhenqi hugged Yueya's fallen body and saw the long sword sticking out of Yueya's body with blood, his mind was buzzing, everything in the world was blank, only Yueya's weaker breathing and A body that gradually gets colder.

Nalan Zhenqi hugged Yueya tightly, the panic and fear in her voice could not be concealed, "Yueya, Yueya, open your eyes and look at me, please open your eyes and look at me! Yueya!"

Crescent Moon's eyelashes flickered slightly, as if she was holding her last breath.Nalan Zhenqi immediately showed a miserable smile, "Wake up, you're awake."

Crescent Moon opened her lips, and Nalan Zhenqi hurriedly bent down, a sentence as soft as a mosquito cut Nalan Zhenqi's heart like a knife, "Don't hate Jing Yirong." This was the last sentence that Crescent Moon left , not to avenge her, not to hate, but not to hate Jing Yirong, Nalan Zhenqi only felt that his world seemed to be in chaos.