The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

"Great!"

Xia Younan in the crowd almost jumped up with joy when he heard this.

That’s great, that’s great. Su Yu doesn’t have to die. It’s rare that Lu Shian suddenly has a change of heart.

Although it was changed to exile, it was still much better than direct execution.

Besides, it would be easier to kidnap people during exile than it is now.

Hearing this, the people on the other side who were on edge with swords drawn also put away their swords. The leader waved his hand and led his men to leave the scene without a trace.

Xia Younan was happy but also confused. He squeezed out of the crowd and ran to Qin Chong, asking curiously, "Old Qin, you came just in time. Why did the emperor change his mind at the last minute? What made him turn back?"

Qin Chong glanced at her, then looked at Su Yu who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

"The eldest princess hanged herself."

These six short words exploded in his ears, and Su Yu suddenly raised his head to look at him, his originally calm eyes now filled with overwhelming horror.

"What did you say?" Xia Younan's head buzzed, the blood color on his face quickly faded, and his heart seemed to stop beating.

Qin Chong did not repeat himself. He looked at the supervising officer and ordered in a cold voice: "Detain him for the time being. Set off tomorrow and send someone to exile him to the border."

"Yes." The executioner nodded in agreement and ordered his men to arrest Su Yu.

Su Yu could no longer remain calm. He stood up suddenly and staggered towards the palace.

The officers and soldiers around him were startled and hurriedly chased after him. One of them held one of his shoulders and pushed him down.

Su Yu's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair stood on end, and his expression was horrified and desperate, as if the world was coming to an end.

He struggled with all his might, like a live fish that had just been thrown into a frying pan. Even though his hands and feet were locked, two people couldn't hold him down.

Seeing the situation, the executioner called three more people over and finally forced him to kneel on the ground again.

Xia Younan seemed to have just reacted and quickly ran towards him.

"Su Yu, Su Yu, calm down. Your hands and feet are locked. You can't run away!"

Su Yu continued to struggle violently, his eyes, which were wide open due to excessive fear, were full of red bloodshot, which was extremely creepy.

The soldiers pressed tighter and tighter, and he gave up when he could no longer struggle. He looked at Xia Younan, and before he could say anything, hot tears streamed down his face.

"Go... go see her, go..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp dull pain in his heart, and a fishy-sweet liquid rushed up his throat into his mouth...

"puff!"

A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth and splashed onto Xia Younan's white skirt, like red plum blossoms in the white snow.

"Su Yu!" Xia Younan was horrified. He squatted down and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his mouth. "How are you? Are you okay?"

"Go quickly, go quickly..." Su Yu opened his mouth and gasped for breath, as if only this could relieve the pain that penetrated deep into his bones.

"Okay, okay! I'll go, you take care of yourself, Yanluo will be fine."

Xia Younan hurriedly said something to comfort her, then turned around and ran towards the palace.

Watching her leave, Su Yu opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood. His eyes went dark and he fainted from the pain.

Inside the palace, Lu Yanluo was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face pale. There was a purple mark on her fair neck, which was shocking.

Lu Shian sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, his whole body shaking uncontrollably, his face paler than the person on the bed, as if he had just experienced the most terrifying thing in the world.

He stared at the person on the bed, his eyes were frighteningly red, and the man's tears, which were not easily shed, fell one after another. His heart ached as if it was being cut by a sharp knife.

She told him last night that this was the last time she called him Royal Brother. He thought she would never forgive him. He never expected that she would even have the idea of ​​committing suicide.

God knows how terrified he was when he got the news; he felt like the sky above his head was about to fall down.

This was his precious sister! He didn't dare to think about what would happen if the servants found it a little later.

He must be crazy!

Ye Shiqing was also in tears, and she couldn't stop blaming him in sadness, "It's all your fault, I told you not to do that, but you insisted on your own opinion.

"You hurt Yanluo so badly. If anything happens to her, I wonder how you'll live in your next life."

Lu Shian couldn't stop sobbing, and was so filled with self-blame and regret that he couldn't speak.

After complaining, Ye Shiqing also felt distressed. She wiped the tears from his eyes with a handkerchief and comforted him with a frown: "Okay, thanks to the servants who found it in time. The imperial physician said that Yanluo is not seriously injured. Don't be too sad."

Lu Shian nodded with concern and tightened his grip on Lu Yanluo's hand, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Shian's eyes began to hurt. Lu Yanluo on the bed moved, her eyelids moved twice, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Yanluo!" Lu Shian was so excited that he called out with a trembling voice.

"My little ancestor, do you want to scare me to death?"

Lu Yanluo tilted her head to look at him, paused for two seconds, sobbed a few times, and suddenly broke down and burst into tears, tears flowing in a straight line from her temples to the pillow.

She is still alive. She couldn't find Su Yu. Su Yu must be dead.

She would never see him again, never see him again!

Lu Shian felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He frantically wiped her tears and comforted her in a panic: "Don't cry, don't cry, he's not dead, he's not dead."

After hearing what he said, Lu Yanluo stopped crying, looked at him, and shook her head heartbrokenly, "You lied to me, it's past noon, he's dead, he's already dead."

"Really not!" Lu Shian raised his voice to emphasize, and explained to her in a gentle voice, "The servants informed me that you hanged yourself, how could I dare to kill him again?

"If I kill him again, wouldn't that be the same as killing you? How could I bear to do that?"

Lu Yanluo looked at him and her crying gradually stopped, but she was unwilling to completely believe him, so she turned to Ye Shiqing for help.

Ye Shiqing felt so distressed that she sat beside her, held her little face in her hands, wiped the crystals from the corners of her eyes with her thumb, and said softly, "Yanluo, your brother didn't lie to you.

"After learning that you had committed suicide, he immediately drafted an imperial decree to have Qin Chong go to the execution ground to stop it. Fortunately, he saved Su Yu in time at the critical moment."

Only then did Lu Yanluo believe it, and she rubbed her eyes and cried with joy.

"Oh!" Lu Shi'an couldn't be happy. He sighed heavily, and his hair turned white with worry.

He also didn't expect that Yanluo's feelings for Su Yu were so deep that she was willing to follow him through life and death.

What should he do? His sister's heart is with Su Yu, and he can't force them to break up, otherwise he won't be so lucky next time.

But Su Yu...

He really didn't know how Su Yu felt about Yanluo. Was he seeking revenge or taking advantage of her, or did he have feelings for her as well?

It would be fine if he also had feelings for Yanluo, but what if he had bad intentions...

He didn't dare to think about the consequences. He was afraid that his sister's fate would not be better than it was now.

In addition to his identity, the Lu and Su families have a feud to destroy each other, and he is also the cousin of Lu Xiuyuan, the man with wolfish ambitions...