Chapter 178 A Mess Nalan Zhenqi hugged Yue Ya who had closed her eyes tightly, her hateful eyes fell on Jing Yirong standing in front of her, and she yelled, "Why? Why?!" Nalan Zhenqi's cry

It tore apart the peaceful night sky and stopped the people who had just walked out of Prince Junqi's Mansion after the dinner.

Nalan Qingyi and Xiao Yan stood in the crowd, watching Nalan Zhenqi helplessly hug Yue Ya's cooling body, and watching Jing Yirong's bloody sword stiffen on the spot.

Nalan Zhenqi was in pain like a wounded lion. His trembling body and heart-wrenching cry shocked everyone present. The pain was as if the flesh on his body was being torn off alive. Looking at the wound

No matter how much tears and pain it is, I can only watch, and I don’t even know where to start with the treatment.

On the other side, in Prince Junqi's palace, Bu Chenche waited for all the guests to leave before walking towards the new house. After opening the door in front of him, he had her in his life. As soon as his hand touched Yang Feng beside the door.

The voice came from far away, "Your Majesty, Jing Yirong killed someone in the street behind the palace."

"who?"

"The woman beside her apprentice Yue Ya."

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, there was a sound in the room, and then the door was opened from the inside. Qiao Shuang'er looked at Yang Feng eagerly with her face on her head, "You mean Yue Ya is dead?"

"Yes." Yang Feng did not expect that Qiao Shuang'er would hear this.

Qiao Shuang'er glanced at Bu Chenche and said helplessly, "I'm sorry." After saying that, she rushed into the rain curtain and ran outside the palace. The red clouds on the floor were stained by the raindrops on the ground, and the hipa was beaten in the air.

Several circles fell to the ground alone. Bu Chenche, wearing a red robe, walked into the water and picked up the hippie, "After all, I didn't lift your hippie for you."

"Your Majesty." Yang Feng looked at Bu Chenche's lonely appearance and had no words to comfort him.

Bu Chenche put away the ribbon and walked out, "Go and have a look."

Qiao Shuang'er dragged her wedding clothes and ran all the way to the back street in the rain. Sure enough, she saw a group of people gathered together. Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward and pushed away the crowd. She saw that Nalan Zhenqi, who had bullied her in the new house a few hours ago, was now hugging her.

Looking at Yue Ya's body in pain in the rain, Yue Ya, who had a smile on his face a few hours ago, has closed his eyes and is lying in Nalan Zhenqi's arms.

Tears flowed from her eyes. Qiao Shuang'er walked towards Nalan Zhenqi step by step. She knelt down and caressed Nalan Zhenqi's head tenderly, and shouted softly, "Zhenqi."

Nalan Zhenqi didn't seem to hear Qiao Shuang'er's cry. He just hugged Yueyue's body and repeatedly muttered, "Why, why, why..."

Her heart was pulled hard, and the tears and water were mixed together and it was hard to tell the difference. Qiao Shuang'er hugged Nalan Zhenqi into her arms and comforted her word by word, "It's okay, it'll be okay.

Nothing happens."

Qiao Shuang'er's appearance in a wedding dress has become a topic of discussion among the spectators, and now she holds a man in her arms so intimately in public, which shocks everyone.

A said, "Isn't this Prince Junqi's newlyweds? Why are you holding other men?"

"Prince Junqi can't be a cuckold." Yi also joined in the fun.

B said, "What kind of drama do you think this is? Could it be that King Junqi used his status as a prince to forcefully marry someone else's little girl?"

"Then who is the dead woman?" Everyone in the crowd began to study one by one.

Bu Chenche listened to these words and walked into the crowd. He only saw Qiao Shuang'er in a wedding dress hugging Nalan Zhenqi. He thought about what Yue Ya said at the wine table. There was a cold smile on his lips. Now

If she dies, will your happiness come from him?

When the spectators saw King Junqi's appearance, they immediately shut up and did not dare to say any more.

Nalan Zhenqi finally felt the presence of Qiao Shuang'er, raised his head slightly and looked at Qiao Shuang'er's crying face with a smile that was uglier than crying, "Why is Shuang'er here to see our Yue Ya? She is sleeping.

You go back first and wait until she wakes up before I call you."

"Don't laugh, don't show this smile," Qiao Shuang'er held Nalan Zhenqi's face, "Please cry if you want to, don't suppress yourself."

Nalan Zhenqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er doubtfully, "Crying? Why should I cry? Today is your big day. What do I have to cry about? Please leave me alone and go back quickly."

As Nalan Zhenqi spoke, he pushed Qiao Shuang'er aside. Qiao Shuang'er fell to the ground unsteadily and shouted at Nalan Zhenqi, who didn't care about anything, "How can you go back if you call me like this?"

How can I be so relieved! Nalan Zhenqi, don’t you know how much I care about you?”

Bu Chenche clasped his hands together tightly, and what it means to humiliate oneself should be like this. On their wedding night, his bride screamed in the rain about how she cared about another man. This scene was his bridal night.

Nalan Zhenqi still didn't seem to hear Qiao Shuang'er's words, and still hugged Yue Ya's body tightly, "When you are tired, just take a nap, and then sleep for a while."

"She's not asleep, she's dead." Jing Yirong suddenly spoke. Nalan Zhenqi raised his blood-red eyes and stared at Jing Yirong, "What did you say?"

"I said she was dead," Jing Yirong said one word at a time, "not that she was asleep."

Qiao Shuang'er looked at Nalan Zhenqi and then at Jing Yirong, "Jing Yirong, please stop irritating him!"

"What I said is the truth." Jing Yirong said still expressionlessly, "She wanted to compete with me, but in the end she overestimated her capabilities and wanted to avenge Lie Yan. My good apprentice, I didn't want to kill her at first, but it's a pity that she was too

She thought she was doing something wrong, she actually thought she could offend me without limit because of you. She probably hasn't seen your master's cold-blooded and ruthless side, so he let her see it, but it's a pity that she only took one look."

"Shut up, shut up!" Nalan Zhenqi shouted in pain.

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi condescendingly, "No matter how hard you make me shut up, she's already dead."

"I'll kill you!" Nalan Zhenqi was forced to the point where he couldn't fight back by Jing Yirong. He stood up and grabbed the sword from Jing Yirong's hand, shouted and stabbed Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong didn't move his body.

The long sword pierced his shoulder.

"Yirong!" Nalan Qingyi shouted worriedly. Jing Yirong glanced at Nalan Qingyi, "Stand there and don't move!"

Nalan Zhenqi looked at his blood-stained shoulders in disbelief, "You..."

"This sword is returned to Yue Ya. Since you didn't stab your heart with the sword, it means your chance is gone." Jing Yirong pushed Nalan Zhenqi away with a palm, and the slight force of the palm only made Nalan Zhenqi step back.

After taking a few steps, Jing Yirong pulled out the sword from his shoulder and stroked his bleeding shoulder with his hand, "I have already returned Nalan Zhenqi's sword to you. If you want to kill me again now, don't blame me for being merciless.

"

Nalan Zhenqi didn't take Jing Yirong's words seriously at all, and hit Jing Yirong with her bare hands. Jing Yirong did as she said, no longer backing down from Nalan Zhenqi, and followed Nalan's moves one after another.

As for Zhenqi's move, anyone who knows some martial arts would be able to tell that Jing Yirong deliberately gave way to Nalan Zhenqi. He could have pushed Nalan Zhenqi away several times but never made a move.

Nalan Zhenqi couldn't hit Jing Yirong, and the resentment in his heart accumulated more and more, and his moves became more and more confusing. Jing Yirong hit Nalan Zhenqi out with a palm before Nalan Zhenqi could get angry, "Just with that

It’s a dream to kill me with your martial arts skills.”

"I hate you!" Nalan Zhenqi no longer had any respect for Jing Yirong in his eyes. There were no flattering smiles or concerned eyes, only strong hatred.

Jing Yirong's hands were clenched tightly together, even if her nails cut into her palms, her face remained motionless and indifferent, "I know."

Nalan Zhenqi turned around and picked up Yue Ya, and gently touched Yue Ya's cold body with his lips, "I will take you back when it rains heavily." The lonely figure seemed to fall down at any time in the rain curtain, Jing Yirong

Looking at that figure, I closed my eyes silently. The tears can only make people more painful. Why do I still fall when I know this? The palm just now didn't hurt you? But if I don't fight back, you will only suffer more.

It is truly painful to be hated by someone who is hated. I'm sorry, Zhenqi. If I let you know the truth now, I think you will lose the courage to live. I'm sorry, master, for making you live in such pain.

Qiao Shuang'er looked at Nalan Zhenqi's figure in the distance and her heart twitched. She felt sorry for him. As early as the first time she saw Nalan Zhenqi, she knew that this man would occupy her in her life.

Although she doesn't know who her parents are, Nalan Zhenqi is the only family member she recognizes besides brother Liumo and brother Yuliu.

Sensing the gaze in the distance, Qiao Shuang'er raised her eyes. Bu Chenche, wearing a red robe, stood in the distance. His eyes like icicles made Qiao Shuang'er feel the coldness of ice water for the first time. Those eyes, that look.

, as if he had been abandoned.

Qiao Shuang'er hurriedly stood up and walked towards Bu Chenche, "I..."

"I don't want to hear you talk." Bu Chenche remembered the love words he said to Nalan Zhenqi from this mouth.

Qiao Shuang'er stood there helpless, the rain hitting her face was not as painful as Bu Chenche's indifferent expression. Bu Chenche turned around, Qiao Shuang'er reached out and grabbed her and begged, "Don't go."

Bu Chenche looked sideways and grabbed the corners of his lips with a sneer, "Is this Qiao Shuang'er's trick you used on me after you seduced Nalan Zhenqi? Why do you think it didn't work on Nalan Zhenqi?

Will it be useful to me?"

Qiao Shuang'er's body was stiff and her heart was twisted. The words of some people in this world made her heart hurt so much that it was so painful that it was difficult to even breathe. Qiao Shuang'er weakly lowered her head and stroked her chest. It hurt so much, so good.

pain.

Bu Chenche ignored Qiao Shuang'er's injured face and walked straight to the palace. Now he just wanted to find a place to stay away from this woman, otherwise he would feel ridiculous seeing himself devoting his heart and soul to her and even risking his life.

It was so ridiculous that he didn't even know how to stand in front of her.

Qiao Shuang'er looked at Bu Chenche's leaving back with a painful look on her face, "Do you like me? If you don't, why did you marry me?"

"What the princess said is too heartless." Yang Feng couldn't help but speak, "My prince almost risked his life for you, but you still say such words. The person who ran out of the new house today for another man.

But you, princess."

Qiao Shuang'er looked at Yang Feng in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Yang Feng smiled again, "I just think the princess should seriously feel the prince's feelings instead of spending time on other men."

Qiao Shuang'er looked at Yang Feng's mind in confusion. She got married today, but Jing Yirong killed Yue Ya today and ran out of the new house. The promised wedding dress was not opened by Bu Chenche, but by her for

Nalan Zhenqi opened the door, Qiao Shuang'er feebly patted her head, "How could it be possible, how could it be done to Bu Chenche like this. Qiao Shuang'er, you deserve it if he ignores you now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Bu Chenche
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