Jinmu Qingli

The sound of dull footsteps echoed in the empty Gothic-style corridor, the starlight of the cold night shone on the marble pillars, and Yu Jinxian walked forward with a blank expression.

"The ceremony begins tonight." The cold voice spread out and echoed on the marble wall.

"Yes, Your Highness." Two masked figures flashed past and merged into the night.

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The tall wooden door of the hall was opened, and Yu Jinxian walked lightly to Mu Qingli's bed and sat down, put his hands on Mu Qingli's ears, leaned over and whispered softly: "Qingli, I have already said that you If you die, I will not be able to live alone, and now there is no antidote, then I will let you live with me, and die with me."

Warm-colored crystal chandeliers and royal European-style wallpaper set off the whole room magnificently.

Mu Qingli dodged from seeing Yu Jinxian's sudden gentle trap, and sneered: "Yu Jinxian, I think I'm just like that shameful 'one-night stand' between a teacher and a student to you, but I have never been serious, so why do you continue to pretend to be gentle to me like this? I have nothing but this life, so I beg you, please let me go and let me die seriously Just once, can you do as you wish?" Mu Qingli said with a choked voice at the end, as the blood on Mu Qingli's pale lips had already dried up.Turning his head to look into the deep pool of Yu Jinxian, the calmness lurking on the water surface, who knows the rough waves inside.

Yu Jinxian didn't speak, and the time passed by, he just looked at Mu Qingli like this, without moving, no one could see what he was going to do next moment.But Mu Qingli felt the throbbing pain from his heart becoming more and more obvious, and it happened every few minutes.

Mu Qingli tightly covered his heart with both hands, bowed his body, cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead, his face as pale as paper was buried in the white sheet.

Yu Jinxian looked at Mu Qingli who was twitching in pain, her eyes couldn't help but turn sour, and the eye sockets gradually turned red, "Qingli, I didn't... If the previous me did something to you that made you hate, you Don't hate me, just hit me, but I won't let you die, then no one dares to take your life, not even you!"

The deep voice was choked, and it looked even more desolate in the dark night. In the luxurious room, only the crystal lamp swayed slightly under the blowing of the wind, and the brilliant lights flickered on and off.

Yu Jinxian's broad hand covered Mu Qingli's whitened fingers, and held them tightly in his palm.

The door was opened, and a group of people came in. The first person who came in was well dressed, wearing the same waiter's uniform as the one behind. There were seven men in the middle of them, and each man was handcuffed.

The waiter brought seven men together to salute Yu Jinxian, Yu Jinxian glanced lightly and nodded, and then looked at Mu Qingli with loving expression.

The waiter led the seven men to the spacious bathroom, and Mu Qing stared fixedly at the people who walked in one after another from the corner of his eyes——all of them had ashen faces.

"You...what are they all here for?" Mu Qingli asked softly enduring the pain.

"They are all people who have been sentenced to death by country Y." Yu Jinxian said in a calm voice as he put his arms around Mu Qingli.

"I'm asking, what are they doing here!" His intuition told him that there must be something big happening for Yu Jinxian to do this.

After a while, Yu Jinxian rested his chin on Mu Qingli's forehead, his eyes locked on the closed bathroom door, and his cold voice revealed a rare tenderness at this moment: "They, come here to realize their own value."