After being divorced by four fiancés, I became the Crown Princess of the Empire

Imperial First Academy, Cultivation Room

The place that was usually the coldest place was extremely lively today, even though there were only four people present.

The atmosphere was exceptionally quiet. While tending to the plants in the petri dish, Qujing coldly observed the expressions of the three people standing in front of him.

Rong Qianling still looked innocent, but the cruel abuse in his eyes was not concealed at all.As for Lu Mingyuan, he watched the play with great interest.He really wanted to see how Qujing would fulfill their agreement and make Fu Zhen regret what he had done at the beginning, and he also wanted to see what Fu Zhen would look like when his dream was shattered.

As for Fu Zhen, he was the only one with an abnormal expression among the three. He seemed to be in a trance because he was thinking too much, and he didn't seem to think about anything. And some eyes straightened.

"They're all here?" Qu Jing put down the things in his hands and walked in front of the three of them.He didn't look at Rong Qianling and Lu Mingyuan, but looked at Fu Zhen alone.

Fu Zhen also took a step forward subconsciously, wanting to make the distance between them closer.

With no intention of avoiding it, Qujing asked Fu Zhen softly, "You found the seeds of the Lancelot flower, so do you know what this plant does?"

"I know." Fu Zhen nodded. It is one of the important ingredients of Nightmare Potion, but he couldn't let the winding path know at this time.

After Qu Jing heard his answer, his eyes became more sad: "So you still want me to take it off for you?"

"That's right." Only then can you really be with me.At this moment, Fu Zhen was already in a state of magic, he did not see the strange expression on the winding path and the sadness in his eyes at all.

"Okay, I see." Qu Jing's already pale face turned even darker, then he took a serious look at Fu Zhen, and walked in front of Lu Mingyuan: "I will do what I promised you right away, so You must also remember your oath, otherwise the Qu family will not let you go."

"Yes." Lu Mingyuan nodded briskly, but there was a subtle premonition in his heart.He felt that there was something wrong with Qu Jing's words, what did Qu Jia not let him go?Shouldn't it be that I won't let him go?

However, the winding path didn't give him any chance to ask questions, so he walked up to Rong Qianling.

He took out a storage spar and put it in Rong Qianling's hand: "The herbal medicine you want has been cultivated, and I will owe you nothing in the future."

After finishing speaking, Qu Jing glanced at Fu Zhen again. This was the third time he looked at Fu Zhen after he entered the cultivation room. Then he raised his hand resolutely and pressed the defensive spar in the cultivation room.

The huge inscription circle enveloped the entire cultivation platform in the cultivation room, blocking Fu Zhen and the other three from the outside.

Lu Mingyuan frowned sensitively, and tentatively touched the ability to activate it, but the result was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any fluctuation.Lu Mingyuan's temptation this time made all three of them notice something was wrong, and even Fu Zhen, who had been dazzled by hatred, saw something was wrong, but it was too late.

At this moment, the winding path in the defensive circle has already stood in front of the cultivation platform, and opened the petri dish that cultivated the flower of Lancelot.

He didn't look up at Fu Zhen and the others, but calmly unbuttoned his coat, took off the coat, and folded it aside.Then, under the surprised eyes of the three, he unbuttoned the cuff buttons of the shirt cuffs and rolled up the sleeves bit by bit.

Thin, really too thin.The exposed wrist was barely gripped.What was even more shocking was the scarred skin exposed after the sleeves were rolled up.

"Curved path!" Fu Zhen couldn't help but shouted to stop him, and Lu Mingyuan and Rong Qianling were also shocked by what they saw.

"Didn't you know it a long time ago?" Hearing Fu Zhen's voice, Qu Jing raised his head and looked at him puzzled: "The flower of Lancelot is rumored to be the last gift for the one you love. You need to use it with all your heart." Only the blood of true love can grow up. And, if you want him to bloom, you also need blood."

As Qujing spoke, he picked up a sharp dagger that was placed beside him.

Barely raising the corners of his lips, he smiled at Fu Zhen, his clear eyes revealing a trace of unspeakable love and attachment.Then he closed his eyes and severed the artery in his left hand.

The sweet smell of blood filled the entire laboratory.

Pale skin, scarlet blood, flowers gradually blooming.Fairy and charming, that kind of sweet and greasy taste erodes people's nerves non-stop, making people wonder what night it is.

Due to excessive blood loss, Quzhi's face was as pale as paper.The flower of Lancelot in front of her was already half in bloom, and the snow-white petals became even more charming after being stained with bright red blood.

Qu Jing raised his head and looked at Fu Zhen fixedly.At this moment, Fu Zhen had already anticipated what would happen next.His eyes were full of despair.

However, his despair and pleading did not receive half a sympathy from the winding path.If I knew today, why bother.Opening his mouth slowly, the winding path was ready to give Fu Zhen the final blow.

"Actually, if you want to pick off this flower, you need one more thing in the end."

"What is it?" Fu Zhen asked calmly.

"It's my life." Qu Jing smiled brightly: "Fu Zhen, don't worry, I will make the Lancelot flower bloom for you."

As the winding path fell, the sharp dagger was raised again, but this time, the point of the knife was no longer facing the forearm, but the position of the heart on the chest.

"No, don't..." Fu Zhen yelled loudly, and then his supernatural ability was activated instantly, turning into a beast shape, trying to break through the shackles of the defensive magic circle with all his strength, trying to stop the winding path, but it was all in vain .

"Troubleshooting, stop, I don't want anything, as long as you stop." The hoarse voice was full of despair and anxiety, Fu Zhen had never been so scared like now.However, Qujing's next words crushed his already shattered heart into dust again.

Qu Jing said: "Teacher, in fact, from the very beginning, there is no empathy potion. There is no substitute. In my eyes, you are you, and you have never been anyone. However, there is no possibility between us, because we never lost. After being blessed by the beast god, I will lose the qualification to be with you. I'm sorry for lying to you, but I really love you."

What?Qujing's last words came to Fu Zhen's ears like thunder, breaking all his previous cognition.However, he wanted to ask clearly, but had no chance.

Everything was over, the flower of Lancelot had already bloomed, and it took away the last trace of blood that could flow from Quji's body.

Fu Zhen just watched Qu Jing fall to the ground with his own eyes, losing all vitality.

Fu Zhen understood everything in an instant, why Qu Jing had some concerns when he agreed to raise the plants for him, why he stayed in the laboratory and didn't go home, why he asked repeatedly if he wanted to pick them off by himself.

He understands, he understands everything.

Only with true love in his heart can he be brought up, and the winding path can be cultivated to prove that he has nothing else to do but loves only one person.And that person was not Lu Mingyuan, nor Rong Qianling, but Fu Zhen!

But these are useless, because the winding path is dead.

Fu Zhen's body was stiff and his expression was sluggish as if he had lost human consciousness. Lu Mingyuan and Rong Qianling were also shocked by the scene in front of them and couldn't speak.

At the same time, the restraint of the defensive magic circle was finally lifted.

Fu Zhen staggered to the front of Qu Jing, hugged Qu Jing and Yu Wen's body tightly in his arms, and Lu Mingyuan, who was still a little rational, contacted the doctor of the academy as quickly as possible.

Only Rong Qianling, he didn't do anything, just watched everything that happened in front of him with cold eyes.

Soon, the doctor who was notified rushed to the cultivation room.Just like the last time Xi Luo had an accident, it was also Qu Qinglan who brought people here this time.

Seemingly frightened by Qujing's appearance, Qu Qinglan snatched Fu Zhen from Fu Zhen's arms without saying a word, and then took out a medicine that she had never seen before and fed it into Qujing's mouth.

"Save him, please save him..." Knowing that Qu Qinglan is currently the best doctor in the imperial capital, Fu Zhen grabbed his arm and begged desperately.

"You don't need to talk nonsense!" Qu Qinglan hated Fu Zhen so much that she didn't even want to see him one more time.Picking up Qu Jing, Qu Qinglan quickly left the cultivation room.

The labyrinth's condition is serious and requires immediate medical attention.

Fu Zhen and Lu Mingyuan followed him to the medical room, while Rong Qianling stayed alone.

On the breeding platform, the Lancelot flower was still in full bloom. Rong Qianling lowered his head and dipped his finger on the blood on the petal, put it on his lips and tasted it, and then he suddenly smiled.

The brightly colored plain white fingertips pressed against the sweetly curved lips, which were extraordinarily gorgeous.

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Medical room

Qu Qinglan's treatment of Qu Jing lasted for three days and three nights, and Fu Zhen also stayed on guard for three days and three nights without even drinking his saliva.

Every doctor who came out of it looked solemn, extremely tired, and even had a frightening smell of blood on their bodies.

They looked at Fu Zhen with contempt, but when they heard Fu Zhen's embarrassing plea, they sighed with sympathy.

However, inside the ward, the situation was not as tense as outside.The winding path that should have been hovering on the edge of life and death, was reading a book comfortably on the soft couch by the window, and Qu Qinglan and Qu Qianzhao were also by his side.

It turned out that the winding path was not really injured, and the scene in the cultivation room was just an illusion he had set up a long time ago. As for what really made the Lancelot flower bloom, it was not his blood, but the nectar of the twin flowers. .

Taking a sip of tea comfortably, Qujing was in a very happy mood.But Qu Qianzhao looked at him and couldn't help reminding: "The one outside has been guarding for three days."

"It's been so long?" Qu Jing asked in surprise, and then said casually, "Then you send him the document you withheld back then."

Qu Qianzhao's heartless appearance was so attractive that Qu Qianzhao couldn't help but lowered his head and rubbed his hair fiercely.

Three days ago, when he first got the news from his subordinates, he was almost scared to death, and almost demolished the Fu family by mistake.Fortunately, Qujing immediately sent a message to report his safety, which made him calm down.

Until now, he still has some lingering fears, even Qu Qinglan, who knew the plan early in the morning, is still uneasy, but Qu Zhi is like a normal person, supporting people to work with confidence.

"Why me again?" Qu Qianzhao pointed at Qu Qinglan pretending to be dissatisfied: "You can also let him go. Compared with me, what he said as a god servant is more convincing!"

"That can't be done." Qu Jing touched Qu Qinglan's hanging long hair: "I don't want him to become as dark as you."

Qu Qianzhao couldn't help frowning because of Qu Jing's obvious intimacy with Qu Qinglan, but this time he unexpectedly did not continue to provoke, but raised his eyebrows playfully, and said meaningfully: "This reason It's pretty good." Then, he got up and left.

As for Qu Qinglan, who was staying beside Qu Jing, she lowered her head halfway, suppressing the darkness in her eyes.

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medical outdoor

Qu Qianzhao walked out of the medical room, while Fu Zhen was still waiting there.

The three days of mental torture had made this man completely lose his former elegance.His eyes were red, his face was stained with tears, and his messy appearance was worse than that of a low-class slave from a slum.

However, Qu Qianzhao did not show any pity for him. He still held the proclamation at Fu Zhen's feet, and said in a cold voice, "Are you satisfied? The winding path is dead..."