Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 44 The Nine Years of Life and Death 2 Nalan Zhenqi knelt in front of Jing Yirong and grabbed her arm, "Master, please let the tenth brother go this time, the tenth brother didn't do it on purpose. In fact, he has always liked the master." , it's just that his mother is using him."

"Take your hand away." Jing Yirong waved Nalan Zhenqi away, feeling pain in his heart, "Use him? How can he be used if he doesn't want to."

Jing Yirong glared at Nalan Zhijin, "You betrayed me when you poured medicine into my tea and chose your mother."

"Mother didn't tell me that there was poison in the small bottle," Nalan Zhijin was already in tears, "I just want my mother to come out."

Jing Yirong threw Nalan Zhijin out again, watching Nalan Zhijin fall to the ground with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, she tightly held her palm, "I told you, she can only come out if she defeats me. "

"I can't beat you at all, master, you are too powerful." Nalan Zhijin dragged his body back in fear, "Mother said that maybe I didn't beat master, and she died."

"That's what she deserves!" Jing Yirong glared at Nalan Zhijin, "But now you have no chance to rescue him, because today is your day of death."

Seeing the situation, Nalan Qingyi immediately stood in front of Nalan Zhijin, protecting him with his body, "Yirong, I know you are in pain now. But Zhijin is not only a child, but he is still a prince. You Killing his father will not let you go."

"It's just him?" Jing Yirong said disdainfully, "You should know that I never put him in high regard, and I never ask others for my life, Nalan Qingyi, get the hell out of here."

"You can't touch him." Nalan Qingyi tightly protected Nalan Zhijin.

"Ignorance." Jing Yirong stood in front of Nalan Qingyi the next second, snatched Nalan Zhijin behind him before Nalan Qingyi could react, and gave Nalan Qingyi a palm.Nalan Qingyi received Jing Yirong's light palm, but his chest was still in pain like a tear, and it was impossible to get up again.

Jing Yirong looked around for a week, "Whoever dares to help him again, I will kill him together."

"I'm not helping him," Nalan Qingyi coughed lightly, "I feel sorry for you. I'm afraid that you will regret it, and that your heart will hurt. I also know that you are actually in pain now, but I just don't want your pain to deepen."

"Pain?" Jing Yirong laughed sadly, "I, Jing Yirong, don't know how to write the word pain."

Jing Yirong pulled Nalan Zhijin, "I won't let you die so easily, I should let your mother see the pain of her precious son dying in front of her, and her hope disappearing forever."

After finishing speaking, Jing Yirong pulled Nalan Zhijin out of the main house, Nalan Qingyi forced himself to stand up, and followed out regardless of his pale face.

Facing a room full of terrified servants, Nalan Zhenqi said calmly, "If you miss a word about today's matter, be careful with his head."

"I don't dare." The servants in the room replied immediately.

Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhenqi glanced at each other, then chased after them.

In the dark dungeon, Jing Yirong grabbed Nalan Zhijin and laughed, "Huatang, I'm still alive. But today your precious son is going to die."

Huatang did not expect that Jing Yirong would grab Nalan Zhijin and appear in the dungeon, let alone that Jing Yirong would be willing to kill him, and there was tension in his tone, "Don't touch my son, everything is my idea, you Don't touch him."

"Scared?" Jing Yirong carried Nalan Zhijin, "The moment he drugged me, he should have been dead. I just wanted you to see him die with your own eyes."

"Bitch, you're not human at all. How can you be so cruel? He's just a child!"

"He is the one who betrayed me, he is your seed." Jing Yirong said coldly.

Nalan Zhenqi supported Nalan Qingyi's body, and looked at Xiao Yan worriedly, "What about Sister Xiao?"

"The princess's martial arts are higher than ours. Even if we are strong, we can't save the ten princes." Xiao Yan said helplessly. She still can't believe that Nalan Zhijin actually poured it into the tea of ​​the prince's concubine yesterday. I took the medicine, if I didn't take it by mistake, I'm afraid...

Huatang only hated that he couldn't go out because of a layer of obstacles, otherwise he might really have to fight Jing Yirong.

Jing Yirong mentioned Nalan Zhijin and grabbed his neck, his eyes were full of hatred and the pain that he didn't want to be discovered.

"Don't!" Nalan Qingyi looked worried, and Nalan Zhenqi was also worried, "Master, can you punish the tenth brother for doing something wrong? Don't kill him. He's only eight years old. Can you give him a chance?" good."

Nalan Zhijin was so painful that he couldn't speak, his body was writhing, his usually innocent eyes were full of fear, his mouth was open but he couldn't speak.

"Jing Yirong let go of my child, please let go of my child, I kowtow to me." Huatang's arrogance also disappeared, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times to Jing Yirong with a loud voice It has to make the whole cell feel empty, I'm afraid the forehead has been broken.

Jing Yirong looked at the pained expression on Nalan Zhijin's flushed little face, and the other hand hanging by his side tightly grasped his clothes.Hate, really hate!

But the scenes of Nalan Zhijin getting along with her these days are replaying in her mind like a movie. Those innocent smiles and unconscious coquettishness erode her heart little by little, and the strength in her hand is also slowly relaxed. Finally, Jing Yirong could only watch helplessly as Nalan Zhijin fell off his hand and fell to the ground.She actually couldn't kill a person for the first time...

Nalan Zhenqi and Xiao Yan immediately stepped forward to support Nalan Zhijin, "Tenth brother, how are you doing?"

"Seventh Brother," Nalan Zhijin called Nalan Zhenqi's name weeping.

Huatang raised his head, "Jin'er, my Jin'er."

Nalan Zhijin immediately climbed down the flower hall, and the mother and son embraced and wept against a barrier.Nalan Zhijin's body trembled in fear. He was afraid of the master's eyes and every word the master said just now. He was even more afraid that the medicine he had given would almost kill the master. He was really scared.

Jing Yirong squinted coldly, "It's really a touching scene."

"Jing Yirong, if you want to kill me, kill me," Huatang yelled at Jing Yirong.

Jing Yirong sneered, "Letting you die is too cheap for you, you don't want to go out in this life, unless I die."

"You..." Huatang was extremely angry.

"Nalan Zhijin turned around and looked at me." Jing Yirong said, Nalan Zhijin turned around as he said, sat on the ground and looked at Jing Yirong with tears in his eyes.

Jing Yirong's face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost, and his words were like the wind and cold, "Nalan Zhijin, I can't save your mother if I win, the only thing between you and me is whether you die or I live, and you don't care." Don't expect today's events to be over. 6 years old? Very small, I will give you a chance. Nine years later, you will be 15 years old. The day of your adulthood is the season when you and I will fight for life and death. Today's debts don't matter to you It’s all over. I advise you to practice hard from today, because I will never soften my heart at that time.”

Nalan Zhenqi looked sad, it seemed that the relationship between the tenth brother and the master had fallen to such a point that there was no chance to go back to the past, in fact, he knew that the tenth brother liked the master, and he couldn't hope that the master would die.He knew better that the master actually liked the tenth brother a little bit, or liked it more deeply, otherwise the master would not be able to give him a chance if it was someone else.

After Jing Yirong finished speaking, she walked out of the dungeon without staying for another second. From now on, all her hopes for Nalan Zhijin disappeared. She will be a good teacher to teach him martial arts, and she will kill him with the martial arts she taught him. He is the most important thing.

After Jing Yirong left, Nalan Zhenqi stepped forward to help Nalan Zhijin, "Let's go back, I'll ask the witch doctor to look at it for you."

"Jin'er, mother can't be with you anymore, you have to take good care of yourself. Mother believes in you, and one day you will rescue mother." Huatang said distressedly.

Nalan Qingyi stepped forward and looked at Huatang mockingly, "I think you should stay here forever and never come out."

"What did you say?" Huatang called out in a sharp voice, "The well-known gentle prince of the Kingdom of the Ming Dynasty is being cruel by a bitch?"

"You don't deserve Zhijin to save you," Nalan Qingyi sneered, "You actually let a six-year-old child kill his master, if Yirong really died, do you think how scared Zhijin would be? He is six years old Have you ever thought about how scary it is for him to kill someone right away? Huatang, you love Zhijin, but the person you love more is yourself."

Huatang said, she couldn't find a rebuttal because she knew exactly what kind of person she was.

"Let's go." Nalan Qingyi took Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin out of the dungeon. He really hoped that he would never see such a woman in his life. How could Nalan Zhijin have such a mother.

The crown prince's womb seemed to be a lot dull overnight, without Nalan Zhijin's teasing laughter, even the crown prince's smile was much less.

In the past few days, the witch doctor is very busy. He will treat the tenth prince at one time, and decoct medicine for the prince at another time.As for the crown princess, she seems to be more indifferent than before, and the smiles that were already rare are almost invisible now. The servants in the crown prince's womb all know what happened to the master, so they will not discuss it, more The most important thing is to do your job well.

After Nalan Zhijin recovered from his injury, he began to practice martial arts again, but the master never looked at him again, and after finishing what he had to say, she even had less time to urge him and Brother Seven to practice martial arts.Nalan Zhijin was still a little afraid of his master, afraid that she would kill him again.

But he still likes the master. From this year on, his birthday has become "Don't grow up, he doesn't want to grow up anymore."Don't want to be 15, don't want to...

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"Do you regret it?" Nalan Qingyi suddenly appeared behind Jing Yirong, asking anxiously.

Jing Yirong turned around, "What?"

"Do you regret that night?" Nalan Qingyi asked more clearly.

The lingering all night immediately hit like a movie, Jing Yirong sighed and looked at Nalan Qingyi, "There is nothing to regret, I, Jing Yirong, will never regret anything I do."

"Really?" Nalan Qingyi couldn't restrain the joy in his heart. The question he had worried about for a long time now had an answer, and it was the answer he hoped for. How could he be unhappy.

Jing Yirong nodded lightly, then suddenly smiled evilly, "But there should be another thing to do now."