Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

he said in a hoarse voice.

"Then I will beat you until you respond."

Di Wuming's voice sounded immediately afterwards.

Xiao Jue sneered, his icy eyes revealing murderous intent. If they had maintained a superficial peace before, now it was completely torn apart because of a woman, and no one bothered to hide it.

"Xiao Jue, don't force me to hate you anymore. You know Chu Ling and Aunt Liu are the people I cherish the most. Don't hurt them."

Yun Chaomu spoke again.

Xiao Jue stood there, feeling cold all over. She cared about so many people, Chu Ling, Madam Liu, and even Di Wuming, but she only didn't want him.

There was no love in her eyes anymore, only coldness.

But the bridge should be the bridge and the road should be the road, which is absolutely impossible!

His expression suddenly became sinister, without the despair and grief, only a frenzied viciousness remained, "Mu'er, you know what kind of person I am. You want me to give up? That's impossible. If you want to see Chu Ling and Madam Liu, leave Di Wuming and come to me."

"Xiao Jue!"

brush!

Emperor Wuming raised his sword in a flash and pointed it directly at Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue's eyes were filled with bloodlust, without the slightest fear, "If I die like this today, it's fine, but Mu'er, you should know that I will never let go unless I die. If you want to kill me, today is your only chance."

He said bloodthirstily.

Those cold eyes stared deeply at Yun Chaomu. Her trembling hand still held the sword, and the other end was in his left chest.

He took a step forward, and the sword went deeper.

The blood stain is bigger.

He continued to move forward, and the sword continued to pierce...

If it penetrated completely, the others would probably be gone.

Xiao Jue is a cold and cruel person. He is cruel to others and to himself.

Now this behavior is forcing Yun Chaomu, but isn't it also forcing himself?

"master!"

"Your Majesty!"

Xiao Jue's subordinates yelled in shock and fell to their knees. Jiang Li, his personal subordinate, even had red eyes. His master was committing suicide!

Yun Chaomu's hand holding the sword trembled more and more.

At this point, the sword had completely penetrated his body. If he took one more step forward and exerted one more strength, the sword would be able to pierce him through.

Xiao Jue stared at Yun Chaomu with his blood-red pupils.

He was forcing her.

He took another step forward.

Di Wuming's pupils constricted, and a fierce look flashed across his eyes. Just as he was about to attack, the next moment, Yun Chaomu suddenly loosened his grip on the sword.

Her wrist was trembling. She suppressed the hatred and pain in her heart and stared at Xiao Jue fiercely.

Xiao Jue smiled miserably, "Mu'er, you can't bear to kill me!"

The next moment, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground. At the moment he fell, he was still holding on to Yun Chaomu's skirt tightly, as if he would not let go.

"master!"

"Xiao Jue!"

All of Xiao Jue's men rushed up, and Yun Chaomu stood there with trembling hands.

Di Wuming held her hand and said, "Don't be afraid."

Do you want me to kill him?

Di Wuming did not ask this question because he saw that although Yun Chaomu's face was very cold and although her words to Xiao Jue were as cruel as possible, she did not want him to die.

After all, it’s fifteen years of friendship.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Yun Chaomu raised her eyes, and even she didn't know how red her eyes were.

"Do you want to go back with him?"

Emperor Wuming asked in a deep voice.

Chu Ling and Madam Liu were still in Xiao Jue's hands, and Xiao Jue's words before he fell unconscious were still ringing in his ears. Di Wuming's voice was tense, and he wanted to hear Yun Chaomu's opinion.

"Why would I go back with him? Take him away and have the people from Prince Han's Mansion bring Chu Ling and Aunt Liu in exchange."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

Hearing this, Di Wuming couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and the next moment he immediately gave an order to surround Xiao Jue.

"Lord You, what do you mean? The master is seriously injured. If he is not treated in time, his life may be in danger."

Jiang Li's face looked grim, and he held his sword horizontally in front of Xiao Jue.

Emperor Wuming smiled bloodthirstily, raised his hand, and the energy roared out, directly knocking Jiang Li away. He looked down at him, "Who do you think you are? How dare you block my way? I will take Prince Han away. If you need someone, go back and bring Chu Ling and his mother. I will wait for you at the mansion."

Jiang Li's face was extremely ugly.

As soon as Emperor Wuming moved, Xiao Jue's men moved instantly. They immediately stood in front, ready to fight to the death. They would never allow their master to be taken away by Prince You.

"Ah……"

Emperor Wuming sneered and with just a glance, all his three hundred shadow guards were dispatched, and a deadly battle was about to break out.

"Your master already has internal injuries, and now he has external injuries. If he is delayed any further, even the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save him. Jiang Li, you should know my purpose. Your master will be fine, but I want to see Chu Ling and his mother."

Yun Chaomu looked at him coldly.

Jiang Li's lips moved, and she glanced at the unconscious Xiao Jue, then she gritted her teeth and said, "Retreat!"

Nothing can happen to the master.

Moreover, Prince You took his master away so blatantly, and he certainly would not dare to let anything happen to his master.

Humph.

With a cold snort, Di Wuming raised his hand, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward, carried the unconscious Xiao Jue on their backs, turned around and headed towards the direction of Prince You's Palace.

And on the other side...

"Commander Jiang, what should we do?"

The subordinate asked.

Jiang Li got up from the ground, his eyes were red. His master was the most noble person in the world, but because of a woman, he fell into this state, into the hands of King You Di Wuming, and was blackmailed and threatened. This was a huge insult to his master.

Bring Chu Ling and Madam Liu to exchange?

How could he, the commander of the guards, be so powerful as to make such a decision?

"Go to Deng's house!"

**

Di Wuming remained silent all the way. Before Xiao Jue fell into coma, he was holding Yun Chaomu's skirt tightly. Now it was torn apart, and the broken half was still in his hand.

Prince You’s palace is very close, and it will arrive in just an incense stick of time.

"Meng Qingge, do you know that bringing him back here will cause a lot of trouble? If the emperor comes to visit us now, we will have no way to defend ourselves."

Di Wuming spoke, his tone was not to blame Yun Chaomu, but just a reminder.

Yun Chaomu pursed his lips and raised his eyes slightly, "Will it bring you trouble? Otherwise..."

"What else? You take him out to live in another courtyard? Do you think the king will agree?"

Before Yun Chaomu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Di Wuming.

"Even if the Queen comes, she won't dare to act wildly here. It's not just your idea to bring him back. This is what I want. It's better to control Xiao Jue here than for him to threaten you with Chu Ling and her son."

Emperor Wuming snorted coldly.

"Thank you, my lord."

"Minzhi."

The next moment, he suddenly heard Emperor Wuming say.

Yun Chaomu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and blinked in confusion. Di Wuming had a tense face, but his earlobes had an unnatural color. He said, "This is my courtesy name."