The demon concubine of rebirth, you have been tricked by gl

Xia Qiulian was alone, standing in the depths of the dark forest, with a deep darkness in front of her and behind her.

There seemed to be something in the darkness, staring at her with cold and gloomy eyes, the invisible gaze lingering around her body, like a huge shackle, trapped her in place, as if if she moved, what was waiting for her was Unknown cold and merciless verdict.

Although Xia Qiulian's face was calm, without the slightest panic, her fair face began to pale little by little, and her body began to tremble slightly.

The darkness that engulfed her flooded her with memories.

She could not move forward, nor could she retreat, she could only stand where she was, waiting.

A cool breeze blew through the forest, and the chirping insects just now fell silent, leaving only the branches and leaves on the trees clapping their palms and rustling.

Xia Qiulian closed her eyes, her body was bit by bit cold, she clenched her fists tightly, and she had a faint premonition in her heart.

But in the darkness, the sharp arrow hidden in the darkness aimed at her collapsed and pointed at her chest in the distance. As long as the fingertips were loosened, the arrow could shoot into the heart at an extremely fast speed. A flower of blood bloomed on Xia Qiulian's chest.

Perhaps it was too late to exclaim, and he could be killed with one arrow.

The person holding the arrow seemed to hesitate a bit, the hand holding the bowstring relaxed little by little, slowly turned his head, and looked at the figure beside him who had completely merged into the darkness.

She called out hesitantly.

"Your Highness."

The large dark clouds that covered the moon were blown away, and the dim moonlight shone down. The people hiding in the hiding place finally showed their outlines under the silver-gray moonlight.

Yan Wanting, who was dressed in white, was completely covered by a big tree. She stood quietly under the tree, her face was expressionless, and her eyes were cold. She was like a stone sculpture without emotion. chill.

"Could it be that Fengyou wants Ben Gong to do it himself?"

Li Fengyou pursed his lips, turned back and pulled the bowstring, and the sharp arrow was aimed at Xia Qiulian's chest again.

Xia Qiulian had been waiting for a long time, and Yan Wanting never showed up again. She bit her lip, and the oppression in her chest made her feel dizzy and depressed.

Maybe Yan Wanting was just joking with her, and what he was waiting for was her compromise.

Just like in the previous life, Yan Wanting's greatest joy was to use one small matter after another to deliberately make things difficult for her and force her to compromise.

Seeing her helpless and compelled to obey, one can be happy for a long time.

Maybe at that time Yan Wanting just wanted to use Xia Qiulian's compromise to prove his importance in Xia Qiulian's heart.

In the midst of panic, Xia Qiulian thought, maybe this time it was the same as in the previous life, Yan Wanting hid in a corner and kept watching her, waiting for her compromise.

As long as she compromises, Yan Wanting will appear immediately.

Xia Qiulian has never been a person who compromises easily. Her arrogance sometimes makes people feel ridiculous. Maybe even if someone puts a sword around her neck and forces her to beg for mercy, she will never compromise.

All threats and persecution were useless in Xia Qiulian's view. She could not bear the sense of persecution and succumbed to another person.

But Yan Wanting's persecution of her would not make her feel so humiliated. In her heart, Yan Wanting asked her to compromise, but she was just a childish and confused person, looking for her own sense of security.

Xia Qiulian lowered her head slightly, opened her eyes, bit her lips and spoke in a soft and helpless voice.

"Yan Wanting, stop making trouble, I'm afraid."

That soft voice with a little helplessness floated into Yan Wanting's ears with the wind, like complaining and gentle coquettishness to a lover.

A trace of complexity flashed across Yan Wanting's eyes, but soon, that complexity was covered with decisive ice.

"It's time to come."

Li Fengyou said in a low voice.

Yan Wanting did not hesitate in the slightest, but pursed her thin lips tightly.

"Do it."

Li Feng swam freely, and relaxed his fingertips.

The sharp arrow with a cold light pierced through the air, heading towards Xia Qiulian's chest.

Xia Qiulian heard the sound of breaking through the air, and she even felt the dangerous aura.

She raised her head and looked in the direction where the sharp sword came from.

In the dark, she couldn't see anything clearly.

When the sharp and galloping arrow was about to reach Xia Qiulian, it seemed to be hit by something, and it deviated slightly, but it still shot towards Xia Qiulian quickly.

The sharp and sharp arrow pierced Xia Qiulian's shoulder fiercely with a heavy brute force. Before she could even react, she fell to the ground with a sharp pain in her shoulder and her eyes darkened.

Viscous bright red blood poured down from her shoulder crazily, and the severe pain of tearing flesh made her face pale as paper in an instant.

Xia Qiulian curled up on the ground, opened her eyes weakly, her delicate and beautiful face was pale without a trace of blood, like a dull puppet, the upper half of her neck was covered with salty and glaring blood.

The sharp arrow with white feathers on its tail, about the length of an arm, almost pierced through her shoulder, and there were traces of scarlet flesh hooked on the sharp grooved arrow.

"Your Highness."

Li Fengyou looked unexpectedly not far away, Xia Qiulian who had been shot and fell down, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his head to look at Yan Wanting.

Yan Wanting stood under the tree expressionlessly, looking at Xia Qiulian from a distance, without a trace of tenderness and pity in his eyes, as if the person lying on the ground who would be dying if he didn't get treatment was just a stranger.

Li Fengyou looked at Yan Wanting with a complicated expression, she felt that His Highness seemed to have changed again today.

She forgot when it started, His Highness occasionally seemed to be a different person, becoming gloomy and cold, even looking at her with suspicion and defense.

But that is often only for a moment, after a flash of strangeness, Yan Wanting is still the highness she is familiar with, laughing and cursing, acting in a manner she is familiar with.

Li Fengyou didn't quite understand the changes in Yan Wanting.

But just like she would not tell Yan Wanting about Ye Zhaoyin, Yan Wanting never told Li Fengyou about the change in her temperament.

He only mentioned it to Li Fengyou sadly once when he woke up from a nap.

His Highness said that she had a very long and painful dream, even if she woke up from the dream, sometimes she would still feel lost, as if she was still immersed in that dream and could not extricate herself.

How could today's scene be similar to the last time His Highness was injured.

At that time, His Highness told her to kill the woman named Xia Qiulian in Jiang Country.

So she lay in ambush on the mountain road and pointed her sharp arrow at Xia Qiulian, who was not a concubine at that time.

But the arrow was shot, but His Highness unexpectedly blocked it for Xia Qiulian.

It was His Highness who said he wanted to kill Xia Qiulian, and it was His Highness who wanted to save her.

When he returned to the palace, His Highness became more intimate with Concubine Xian.

Li Fengyou couldn't understand more and more. She didn't understand whether Yan Banting hated or liked Xia Qiulian, and she didn't understand whether Yan Banting wanted Xia Qiulian to live or die.

"Your Highness, if the treatment is not timely, the Concubine Xian may be..."

Li Fengyou still couldn't help it, she seemed to feel that Yan Banting didn't want Xia Qiulian to die.

"he is."

Yan Wanting murmured, her eyes moved away from Xia Qiulian's body, and she looked coldly at the deep forest in another direction.

"But there is no news from the Shadow Guard."

Li Fengyou looked sharply at the direction Yan Wanting was looking at, and frowned.

"Perhaps, he is more cunning than we thought."

Yan Wanting's eyes were stained with a strange scarlet color, and the corners of her lips were raised little by little, revealing a warlike smile.

"Your Highness, we're afraid we've already scared the snake, why don't we save Concubine Xian first."

Li Fengyou was worried about Xia Qiulian for the first time. She looked at Xia Qiulian from time to time, paying close attention to her movements.

Under a piece of moonlight, Xia Qiulian was lying on the cold ground like a gossamer, but within a few breaths, the white palace robe on her body was almost soaked in blood. She felt the biting cold more and more.

Dying, maybe.

How can a person who has already died once be afraid of death, but...

Is it her?

Is it Yan Wanting, is it Yan Wanting who crawled back from hell like her, the one who hates her to the bone.

Draw her out, then shoot her.

But why is it so troublesome, if Yan Wanting wants to kill her, there are countless opportunities to kill her quietly.

Why wait until now.

However, if it was really Yan Wanting, she really did something to him and died in her hands.

That's not a bad thing for Xia Qiulian, this is what she owes Yan Banting.

It's just why, I still feel a little unwilling and bitter in my heart.

Maybe she still wants to see Yan Wanting again, and ask her, if I die, can you forgive me.

The last bit of light in front of her eyes slowly disappeared, Xia Qiulian's eyes closed, she seemed to be curled up in the icy snow, the biting cold always surrounded her, without a trace of warmth, the severe pain in her shoulders, the pain It's numb.

Xia Qiulian could feel the passing of her life, the blood flowing from her body was her life, losing bit by bit.

As if sensing Xia Qiulian's weakness, Li Fengyou frowned slightly and looked at Yan Banting.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid he has already left. But if there is any further delay, the Concubine Xian may not be able to hold on."

"I don't believe it. He can bear to watch his beloved woman die here."

Yan Wanting's eyes were scarlet, she was staring at the dark forest, her body was trembling slightly, but she was still biting her lips stubbornly, as if she was confronting someone she couldn't see.

"Does His Highness have the heart to watch Concubine Xian die here?"

Li Fengyou's faint inquiry was full of helplessness and regret.

Yan Wanting was stunned. At this moment, the blood red in her eyes gradually faded, and she turned to look at Xia Qiulian.

She looked at the motionless woman lying in a pool of blood.

Have the heart.

Yan Wanting raised the corners of his lips ironically.

But Fengyou was right, he won't show up again, if she persisted in waiting, Xia Qiulian would die.

"Your Highness?"

"Let's go."

Under Li Fengyou's voice, Yan Wanting finally spoke.

Xia Qiulian couldn't open her eyes, but she could feel someone approaching her.

He lifted her up and hugged her into a warm embrace.

"Can you bear it?"

The low murmur rang in her ears.

maybe.