My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

When Zhong Xian woke up, she was still in a daze. She only remembered that when she was reviewing the memorial in the hall, a servant came up to deliver a bowl of soup. She glanced at it inadvertently and found that it was an unfamiliar face.

A flash of vigilance flashed in her heart, she pretended not to notice, and lost consciousness after drinking the bowl of soup.

Sure enough, someone plotted.

She glanced around the place she was in with a blank expression. It was a dilapidated small room with dust all over the floor. She was tightly bound with a thick rope, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth to prevent noise.

Who is so bold that he dared to attack the current emperor at night?

Several people's faces flashed through her mind, and she smiled coldly.Since she was able to get her out of the palace, it showed that she was indeed quite capable, but she was able to come back alive from the cruel northern border, so she couldn't be subdued easily, but she was curious about who was so desperate.

After sending the signal to the dead soldiers lurking in the dark to stay still, she slowly stood up from the ground, carefully rubbed against the door, and listened to the movement outside.

The door panel is very thin, or maybe the people outside didn't intend to keep alive, so their voices came in clearly.

"Hahaha, that dog emperor is now in our hands, we must kill her! Avenge my Murong family!"

It turned out that it was a female family member who had been exterminated, but it was unexpected that there would be a fish caught in the net.

There was bloody murderous intent in Zhong Xian's eyes, and he continued to listen with bated breath.

"Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill her with one knife? She killed a total of 470 people in Murong's family, and I will cut her for a total of 470 people!"

A young female voice full of hatred said poisonously, and the rest of the people sighed after a moment of silence. Thinking of the innocent and tragic deaths, their eyes turned red, and they said angrily, "That's right! My Murong family is so innocent, It's all because of that bastard, Zhong Xian, that people are bleeding like rivers! We must never let her go!"

"that is!"

"You can't let her go!"

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There were about seven or eight people listening to the echoing voices one after another. Zhong Xian bent his fingers indifferently, and was about to send out a signal to order the secret guard to move, but a voice stopped her movement abruptly.

"Can't kill her."

The voice was hoarse, weak, and mixed with heavy coughing, like frosted rough paper.

Zhong Xian was shocked, and almost slammed into the door and rushed out.

Brother Yan!Why is he here!

Thinking about it for a while, Zhong Xian's face gradually overflowed with strong anger.She hadn't been to the small garden for a while, and she wanted to let Brother Yan recover from his illness, but she didn't want him to escape.

He is powerless, who helped him escape?However, the terrain of the palace is complicated and the guards are heavily guarded. Without the guidance of someone who is extremely familiar with the palace, how can Murong Yu Nie avoid the heavy guards and successfully unconscious himself?

She clenched her teeth tightly, trying her best to control her killing intent so as not to disturb the people outside.

Immediately after the objection, the people outside became furious. After the young female voice silenced everyone, they questioned in an unhappy voice.

"Su Yan, why can't you kill Zhong Xian?"

She smiled strangely.

"You were the concubine of the first emperor, but after the death of the first emperor, you became the concubine of Zhong Xian. I heard that you were imprisoned for three full years. Zhong Xian tried every means to torture you. You didn't want him to die, but you Begging us to spare her life? Su Yan, have you forgotten that without the map you drew, how could we rob Zhong Xian? Besides, the original deal was to take you out of the palace. What right do you have to interfere in the private affairs of my Murong family!"

In the silence, Zhong Xian suddenly became nervous. She wanted to know how Brother Yan would answer, why did he plan to rob her out of the palace, but he didn't want to kill her?

Even though she once resented Yokono, she still couldn't help yearning for something.

After coughing a few times, he spoke in a low voice.

"It's true that Zhong Xian's vengeance against the extermination of the family must be avenged, but Zhong Xian's other clan members were beheaded by the female ministers. Isn't this also a bloody enmity? The emperor's heirs are already withered, and once Zhong Xian dies, no one can inherit the throne. "

It seemed that someone wanted to say something unwillingly, but was interrupted by a weak person.

"If your Murong family wants to become king on your own, and look at the current forces in the court, no one is an old minister of the Murong family. If you want to become emperor, everyone with their own ghosts will inevitably have another bloody storm, and you who have long lost power can take What are you going to fight against? Besides, when we fight together, the common people are not the ones who suffer, and there are only a few of you left in the Murong family. Would you be satisfied if all the common people in the world accompany you when your wives and children are separated?"

What he said was unhurried, but his words were firm. The silent crowd looked at each other, and some of them had expressions of bewilderment.

Suddenly the woman said viciously: "Don't try to deceive us with sweet words! Su Yan, in fact, you wanted Zhong Xian to be the emperor from the very beginning. In the past, you poisoned the late emperor every day. Unexpectedly, the doctor Zhang who gave you the medicine is actually from my Murong family! Hmph, your mother was bewitched by your beauty, so she drove Zhong Xian to northern Xinjiang. Originally, Zhong Xian died in northern Xinjiang. , but you, you said what you did!"

The man seemed to be extremely angry. After a rapid knocking sound, the cough became more urgent and more severe, mixed with a bit of pain.

Zhong Xian's heart beat violently, and he peeped out through the crack of the door panel, and saw a young woman bitterly grabbing a man's collar, the man being pulled turned his back to her, lying on the dirty on the ground, gasping for breath.

"My Murong family has carefully cultivated a series of dead men. I don't recognize the owner but only the token. It has always been owned by the head of the Murong family. But you have only been in my mansion for a few days, and the token was lost, and I sent someone to deal with Zhong. String people always fail, you said, how can a princess who has no power go to the northern border like a wolf by herself, how can she escape by chance every time?"

The woman's fingernails pinched Zhong Xian's throat deeply, and said bitterly: "You know, I should have been the new head of the Murong family, and the title of female minister, token and dead man should all be mine! Mine! But you ruined them!"

"My younger brother died because of you, and you have repeatedly hindered my Murong family's great cause. Su Yan, you will only ruin my great affairs by living. I will kill you today!"

A sharp knife appeared in the woman's hand at some point, and the cold light made Zhong Xian's heart tense for a moment. After he realized it, he realized that he had subconsciously signaled to the dead man to rescue him.

The dead man who appeared suddenly cut off the woman's wrist fiercely, and quickly restrained the other Murong remnants who were stunned.

Zhong Xian, who was unbound, hurriedly pushed the door out, and gently embraced the person who was lying on the ground coughing, tremblingly said: "Brother Yan... Is what they said true..."

Jiang Ya, with a pale face, smiled, with a weak and gentle tone.

"it's already over……"

A few words already explained everything, Zhong Xian looked at him intently, with a sad and remorseful expression, tears overflowed from his eyes, and slowly wet his whole face.

"Why, why don't you tell me? I...I treated you like that, why don't you tell me!"

Trembling, Jiang Ya stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, like looking at the little girl who was bullied but still stubborn many years ago, her eyes were full of relief.

"I have been ill for a long time, I should have died a long time ago... Why bother to make you miss me before I die..."

Zhong Xian tightly covered his hand, weeping bitterly.

The woman with the severed hand prostrated on the ground, unwillingly glanced at the expressionless soldiers beside her, she suddenly raised a crazy and desperate smile, and slammed into the dead soldier next to her, who immediately drew out her sword and stabbed at the dead soldier next to her. She, the moment her body was penetrated, the hidden weapon in the woman's hand did not enter Jiang Ya's body who was standing in front of Zhong Xian.

"Brother Yan!"

Zhong Xian hugged the man whose complexion was gradually turning black and purple, and blood was overflowing from the mouth, his eyes were tearing apart.

The hidden weapon is obviously poisonous, but the woman is dead, where is the antidote?

Jiang Ya used her last strength to grab the bewildered young emperor, and said with difficulty: "I can't hold on any longer...Xian'er...promise me...you will be...a wise king...for a lifetime ...the name will last through the ages..."

Zhong Xian shook his head and cried loudly, like an abandoned orphan.

"No, I won't be the emperor anymore, I only want brother Yan, brother Yan, don't die, don't die..."

The skinny hands clenched Zhong Xian's shoulders tightly, and she couldn't breathe with that weak force, as if she was carrying a heavy promise that could not be broken.

"Xian'er... this is my... last wish..."

The temperature lost inch by inch seemed to frighten the bloodthirsty person on the Jiuli battlefield. Zhong Xian felt that a place that had been closed for a long time began to overflow with a soft and warm liquid, melting all her brutality and coldness into just for this one person. And the kindness that unfolds.

"...I promise you, Brother Yan, I will be a wise king, and my name will last forever."

Zhong Xian closed his eyes, hugged the man whose body was gradually becoming stiff, and buried his head in his neck sobbing.

Thousands of miles of land, prosperity and glory.

Without you, I would be alone forever.