Chapter 122 Assassination at the River Lantern Festival
Chapter 122 Shangguan Xi's hand holding the sword unconsciously increased its strength, and he raised the sword and struck at Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong jumped up unhurriedly to avoid Shangguan Xi's sword energy, and the sword energy fell on the fake person behind him.
The rockery on the mountain was smashed to pieces, and Jing Yirong slowly fell to the ground, "Is he angry from shame?"
"Jing Yirong, don't let me murder you." Shangguan Xi glared at Jing Yirong in warning, anger and murderous intent slowly welling up in his heart.
Jing Yirong looked at Shangguan Xi blankly, then saw Ling Mengyao's pale cheeks, and smiled helplessly, "Since you want to pretend to be stupid, I don't need to tell the truth. Shangguan Xi, my patience has been worn out by you.
It's all gone. I'll give you three more days. If you can't snatch Yumo Sword from me within these three days, I will leave Yujian Villa. If you can keep me once, you won't keep me a second time.
"
Shangguan Xi did not answer, as if he was still immersed in the impact of what Jing Yirong said just now.
"Shangguan Xi, why did you lend me the Yumo Sword?" Jing Yirong said again, "I've been very kind-hearted recently. If you tell me the whole story, maybe I will lend it to you?"
"No need, I will definitely grab the Yu Mo Sword within three days," Shangguan Xi said with a simple and frightened refusal before turning and leaving.
Yan Yi followed him and could see Shangguan Xi's thoughts at a glance, "Are you going to kill Jing Yirong?"
"She knows things she shouldn't know and I have no reason to keep her." Shangguan Xi said decisively.
Yan Yi sighed, isn't Jing Yirong very smart, why is he so blind, "Shangguan Xi, you should think about it, Jing Yirong's martial arts skills are definitely not inferior to yours. Plus she has the Yumo Sword in her hand.
There is no chance of winning at all, and she and Ye Xieming have an inexplicable and unexplainable relationship. If you really kill her, Ye Xieming will not let you go."
"Ye Xieming?" Shangguan Xi frowned, "Does she know Ye Xieming?"
"Yes, not only that, Ye Xieming is not ordinary to her," Yan Yi clearly understood the conversation between Ye Xieming and Jing Yirong that day. Perhaps Jing Yirong hadn't noticed yet, but Ye Xieming wouldn't have used that if he didn't treat her special.
He spoke to her in this tone, "Today, I will kill Jing Yirong. Tomorrow, Xie Ming may come and destroy Yujian Villa."
"Even if the villa is destroyed, I will not allow anyone to talk about Ling Mengyao," Shangguan Xi's eyes showed distress, and the pale and shocked look of Ling Mengyao just now lingered in his mind, "I want the Yumo Sword, Jing Yi
I want Rong’s life too.”
After Shangguan Xi finished speaking, he walked into the room without looking back. Yan Yi could only sigh.
Nalan Qingyi handed the brewed tea to Jing Yirong, "Yirong, you really shouldn't have said those words just now."
"What are you talking about?" Jing Yirong was confused.
"It's about Miss Ling and Brother Shangguan," Nalan Qingyi said: "Miss Ling is Brother Shangguan's sister-in-law. How could he have excessive thoughts about his sister-in-law? This is not only against common sense but also detrimental to Miss Ling's reputation.
good."
Jing Yirong said coldly, "Don't say you didn't see it. To be honest, Nalan Qingyi, with your emotional intelligence, you wouldn't be able to see the connection between those two people."
"I..." Nalan Qingyi was speechless. From a man's perspective, the look in Shangguan Xi's eyes every time he looked at Ling Mengyao was indeed full of the love and protection a man has, "Although... maybe...
…But you can’t say this kind of thing.”
"Why can't I say it? I heard that Shangguan Di died on the day of the wedding, so why should Ling Mengyao be a widow? Since Shangguan Xi loved her and married her, what's wrong with the sister-in-law turning into a wife? It's all part of the same family.
"Yes." Jing Yirong didn't realize there was anything wrong with it.
Nalan Qingyi reluctantly touched Jing Yirong's hand, "How could you have such a bold idea? A woman can only have one man in her life. Even if someone goes against common sense and remarries, she will not marry her brother-in-law."
Jing Yirong stared at Nalan Qingyi's helpless face. How could anyone accept her idea in this era? It's just that the helpless and doting man in front of her would not look at her differently. Even if
No matter how deviant she was, this man would not be willing to say a word about her.
"Is there something wrong with me?" Nalan Qingyi touched his face.
Jing Yirong raised her eyebrows, her eyes were filled with beauty and charm, her red lips moved slightly, her eyes were smiling, and her smile was alluring, "I'm afraid there won't be another Nalan Qingyi in the world. If one of them leaves,
, I’m afraid no one will come into my heart again.”
Nalan Qingyi's heart skipped a beat. She should have been ecstatic but now she had a slightly sad look on her face, "Yirong, I won't leave you unless I die. I'm just curious what you will do if I die one day?
Will you marry again?"
"Nalan Qingyi, you underestimated me too much. You should know how hard my heart is. Do you think anyone else would have such ability except for being as stupid as you and guarding me?" Jing Yi Rongqian
Picking up Nalan Qingyi's hand, "Only Nalan Qingyi in this world will never let go when holding hands, so I will only hold your hand. Assuming your assumption is true, if you really die, I will
It’s still me, with a heart of stone, cold-bloodedness, no man can stand it.”
Nalan Qingyi smiled forcefully and hugged Jing Yirong into her arms. My death is inevitable. Now I just ask that your love not be so firm...
There were only three days left for Jing Yirong to stay at Yujian Villa. Unfortunately, the night of the first day was the River Lantern Festival in the city. Unable to refuse Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin's request, Jing Yirong was pulled out anyway.
Yujian Villa. At this time, I was among the crowd rubbing shoulders, listening to the noisy voices and looking at the small river lanterns everyone was holding, and I had a real feeling. Even Ling Mengyao, who always only stayed in the leap room,
The presence of a mountain villa is enough to prove how significant this festival is in this city.
Nalan Zhijin stared excitedly at the river lantern in the hands of passers-by, and then stopped in front of the vendor to look at the dazzling river lantern. Ling Mengyao walked up to Nalan Zhijin and bought it with money.
Nalan Zhijin had been thinking about the river lantern, and then handed it to Nalan Zhijin, "Give it to you."
"I..." Nalan Zhijin was a little at a loss.
"Take it," Ling Mengyao put the river lantern in Nalan Zhijin's hand and touched his head gently, "consider it a gift from me."
"Thank you." Nalan Zhijin's eyes shone with joy.
Jing Yirong walked past the two of them. Nalan Qingyi and Xiao Yan clearly saw Jing Yirong stuffing the silver into her sleeves. She originally wanted to buy it for Nalan Zhijin.
Nalan Zhijin walked beside Ling Mengyao while holding a river lantern. The two were talking and laughing, while Nalan Zhenqi walked with Yue Ya holding a river lantern. King Junqi didn't want to care about Qiao Shuang'er, but he didn't expect Qiao Shuang'er.
Shuang'er walked to his side and said, "It seems that you are the only one besides me. Even your subordinates have found Xiao Yan. Why don't you find a woman?"
"It has nothing to do with you." King Junqi replied coldly.
"I came to stay with you because you were lonely. Why are you so indifferent?" Qiao Shuang'er seemed to have done some charity.
King Junqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er coldly, his eyes fell on the paired backs of Nalan Qingyi and Yue Ya in the distance, and said with a hint, "You are not accompanying me, but you have nowhere to go.
"
Qiao Shuang'er was told by King Junqi that she was still stubborn and unwilling to be outdone, "You are still the same."
A group of people arrived at the Tianhe River in groups of two and three. Both sides of the Tianhe River were crowded with people. People were setting off river lanterns everywhere to make wishes. The bright river lanterns were lit, and the dim candlelight lit up the entire Tianhe River like dots inlaid on the night.
Fanxing. Ling Mengyao took Nalan Zhijin to a place where no one was standing, "Now you can put your river lantern into the Milky Way, remember to make a wish."
"Yes." Nalan Zhijin carefully lit the wick of the river lamp, put it down into the Milky Way with a pious look, closed his eyes and silently made a wish. After making the wish, Nalan Zhijin looked at Ling Mengyao, "Do you want to make a wish?"
"
"No need, I'm very happy now and don't need to make wishes anymore." Ling Mengyao said softly.
In the distance, Shangguan Xi stared intently at Ling Mengyao's back. They didn't say a word all night. He was afraid that he would recall the scene when they first arrived in Tianhe. Everyone made various wishes and Jing Yirong was relieved.
A river lantern, she had nothing to look forward to before, but now she has concerns about it, so she can't help but do things that ordinary people would do.
While everyone was immersed in the beautiful atmosphere, a figure wearing purple clothes slowly approached Ling Mengyao, "Ling Mengyao has lived a very chic life in the past five years."
"Well?" Ling Mengyao suddenly felt someone talking to her next to her. When she turned around, the woman had already taken out a dagger and stabbed Ling Mengyao hard, "Today is the day you die!"
"Be careful!" Shangguan Xi noticed with sharp eyes, but he was helplessly surrounded by the crowd and couldn't get close.
Ling Mengyao was unable to react to the sudden impact. It was not until Nalan Zhijin pulled away from her, kicked off the dagger from the woman's hand, and protected Ling Mengyao behind her that Ling Mengyao finally reacted, with a horrified expression on her face.
The woman didn't seem to expect that Nalan Zhijin actually knew martial arts. She knelt down and picked up the dagger and approached the two of them again. The woman's martial arts was not very good. If Nalan Zhenqi had taken it, she would have been defeated in just a few moves, but now she was next to Nalan Zhijin.
He was still protecting Ling Mengyao, so Duoduo was a little inconvenienced. Even if he could handle it, he still couldn't escape.
Someone in the crowd immediately sensed a fight, and screamed and ran in panic. Jing Yirong suddenly felt the commotion in the crowd, turned around and saw Nalan Zhijin fighting alone, looking like he was protecting Ling Mengyao and not caring about his own safety.
Jing Yirong suddenly felt angry.
Nalan Zhenqi and Xiao Yan also ran to Jing Yirong's side. There was no one blocking them, and they both moved forward to help.
"No one moves!" Jing Yirong's cold voice came from his throat, "I want to see whether his life or Ling Mengyao's life is more important."
"Master!" "Master!" Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhenqi said in unison, both of them extremely anxious.
Jing Yirong glanced at the two of them, and they did not dare to speak again.
"Jing Yirong, you are so cold-blooded. If you want to listen to her, I won't listen." After Yue Ya said this, she walked towards Nalan Zhijin to help him. Jing Yirong looked at Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan quickly drew out her sword to stop Yue Ya, "
Take one more step forward and you will regret it."
Yue Ya looked at Xiao Yan in disbelief, "She is cold-blooded, are you also ruthless? Do you want to watch Nalan Zhijin get hurt? Xiao Yan, you are being foolishly loyal!"