Jing Yirong always thought that he would only return to the Palace of the Underworld for Nalan Qingyi to regain the crown prince position that should have belonged to him. However, the two times he entered the Palace of the Underworld were all for Nalan Zhenqi. The first time was for Nalan Qingyi. She saved him from losing his memory. This time she wanted to kill the people closest to him to prevent him from being in danger. Now that she thinks about it, she has done a lot for Nalan Zhenqi.
Jing Yirong easily dodged the guards and entered the palace where Xinyu lived. Xinyu and Yu Yingxuan had not held the wedding ceremony for a long time. It was probably Yu Yingxuan's plan. Once Xinyu married him, there would be no one else. I was able to investigate the situation in the palace for him.
Jing Yirong used to only think that Yu Yingxuan was the most loyal general under Nalan Qingyi. She never thought that he would also have the intention to seize the throne. Nalan Xinyu was working alone in front of the embroidery frame indoors. Jing Yirong took advantage of the opportunity The maids walked into the room when they were distracted.
She walked lightly towards Nalan Xinyu, who was doing embroidery. Nalan Xinyu seemed not to hear the voice behind her, but she was still concentrating on embroidering. The little slave standing next to Nalan Xinyu noticed Jing Yirong's appearance. . Staring at Jing Yirong with wide eyes and disbelief. Just when he was about to speak, he felt a stone hit his chest. When he wanted to speak again, he found that his body and voice no longer had the ability to move freely. I could only watch anxiously as Jing Yirong approached Nalan Xinyu.
"Xiao Bi, hand me the scissors." Nalan Xinyu said without raising her head.
Jing Yirong walked to the needle wallet. She approached Nalan Xinyu with the scissors and did not put the scissors in her hands. Instead, she pressed the tip of the scissors against Nalan Xinyu's cheek. The cold scissors touched the white and tender skin. Nalan Xinyu was startled. She raised her head angrily, "Damn slave, what are you doing? Looking for death..."
The original sharp words disappeared when he saw Jing Yikong's face. He was surprised, frightened and disbelieving. Nalan Xinyu looked at Jing Yikong as if he were looking at a ghost. "You, you, how... "
"Why didn't you die?" Jing Yirong teased and accepted Nalan Xinyu's words. "Nalan Xinyu, you are still alive. How can I be willing to die? Even if I die, I will ask King Yama for a leave of absence from hell. Climb up and drag you down with me."
Nalan Xinyu's face had stiffened. There was nothing left except an emotion called fear screaming in her eyes and entire body.
Jing Yirong picked up Nalan Xinyu like a chicken. The hand holding the scissors added more force. The sharp scissors scratched Nalan Xinyu's cheek. Nalan Xinyu's whole body was trembling. "You .What are you going to do?"
"What do you think?" Jing Yirong shook the scissors in her hand casually. She seemed to enjoy Nalan's heartfelt torture in front of her. "You dare to feed me medicine when I am injured. You should think of what you can do. Such an outcome.”
Jing Yirong pressed her hands gently. Nalan Xinyu could feel the warm blood flowing out of her cheeks. Her fear was also slowly increasing. "No. No. Please let me go. Jing Yirong, please let me go."
"Nalan Xinyu, don't be so useless. I've just started." Jing Yirong suddenly stretched out a hand to grab Nalan Xinyu's hand and gently exerted force, and there was a sound of broken bones.
"Ah." Nalan Xinyu cried out in pain, but her shrill voice was blocked by Jing Yirong. "Nalan Xinyu, if you dare to scream, let those people rush in, and I will slit your throat right now. So that you can never scream again."
After receiving Jing Yirong's warning, Nalan Xinyu hurriedly bit her lower lip. The severe pain caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on her forehead. Her lip was also bleeding from her bite. She did not dare to make any sound other than a low moan.
Just because she knew how cruel Jing Yirong was.
Jing Yirong reached out and touched Nalan Xinyu's hand. "You are so obedient. Nalan Xinyu, you know how much you deserve to die. You have ruled out poisoning me. You actually teamed up with Yu Yingxuan to poison your own brother."
"I didn't mean it. Please, please let me go." Nalan Xinyu hurriedly bowed to Jing Yirong and begged.
Jing Yirong threw away the scissors and grabbed Nalan Xinyu's broken arm. Nalan Xinyu screamed in pain. Jing Yirong felt even happier when she saw Nalan Xinyu's painful facial expression. "I am most happy.
I hate women who lie. Once a woman lies, she is no longer beautiful. Nalan Xinyu, the moment you poisoned me, you should have thought of your current outcome."
"If you kill me, my father will not let you go." Nalan Xinyu saw that Jing Yirong could not let Jing Yirong go soft, so she moved out of Nalan Zhenhai without caring about anything else.
Jing Yirong laughed mockingly. "Nalan Xinyu, you think you are too important. You think Nalan Zhenhai really cares about your daughter. Last time I killed Nalan Nanxian, I didn't.
Leave safely. Have you seen what Nalan Zhenhai did to me?"
"No. The person my father loves most is me." Nalan Xinyu glared at Jing Yirong. "Even if my father won't do anything to me, if my seventh brother knows that you killed me, he will definitely not do anything to me."
I will let you go. No matter what, I will always be his sister."
"You don't deserve it." Jing Yirong kicked Nalan Xinyu. Nalan Xinyu's body tilted and fell to the ground, and his forehead was bruised and bleeding. Jing Yirong walked up to Nalan Xinyu.
"You are worthy of being his sister. If you hadn't poisoned him, he wouldn't have been poisoned at all. I wouldn't have lost my memory or lost Xiao Yan. Nalan Xinyu, you deserve to die."
The anger in Jing Yirong's chest was slowly ignited. What Nalan Xinyu did had hurt too many people around her. Leaving her here just left a time bomb beside Nalan Zhenqi. Jing Yi
Rong grabbed Nalan Xinyu and punched him again.
Nalan Xinyu fell to the ground in pain. Being tortured by fists and kicks, her originally noble and elegant appearance now became embarrassed. Nalan Xinyu stood up with difficulty and ran towards the door.
"I want to find reinforcements." Jing Yirong smiled wildly. "You really think there is someone who can save you."
Jing Yirong swung a palm at Nalan Xinyu. She used three levels of internal energy in this palm. Although it was only three levels, it was already fatal to a princess like Nalan Xinyu who didn't even know martial arts.
"Ah." Nalan Xinyu screamed in pain. His body drew a parabola in the air and crashed through a door in front of the palace. His whole body fell out.
The guards guarding the palace saw Nalan Xinyu being beaten out with their own eyes. They all came forward. "Princess. Princess, what's wrong with you?"
Blood continued to flow from Nalan Xinyu's mouth. She tremblingly raised her finger and pointed at the door. Jing Yirong, dressed in blue, stood in front of the door. A pair of pearl-like eyes glanced coldly at the door.
Waiting for the guard. "If you don't want to die, get away."
"Crown Princess." Someone recognized Jing Yirong and couldn't help but shout. Then he realized the mistake in his words and hurriedly changed his words. "No. She is no longer the Crown Princess."
Jing Yirong sneered. "Since you still remember me, you should know my methods. What I want today is Nalan Xinyu's life. If you don't want to die, stay away."
"How outrageous. You broke into the palace as a useless concubine and you dared to hurt the princess. Damn it." A guard stood up, clenched the spear in his hand, and stabbed Jing Yirong.
"Looking for death." Jing Yirong waved his sleeves lightly, and the guard was swept away by the internal force. He only spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
The guards looked at each other, picked up their weapons, surrounded Jing Yirong, and then swarmed up.
Jing Yirong originally did not intend to hurt anyone who had nothing to do with her. But now some people's life and death cannot be let go as she said. The fight in Nalan Xinyu's palace has alarmed the people in the palace next door. Someone He hurriedly went to find the king and General Yu Yingxuan in secret.
In less than a stick of incense, all the guards who stood in front of Jing Yirong were lying on the ground. Jing Yirong walked past the staggering guards and slowly walked towards Nalan Xinyu. Nalan Xinyu's face became more uneasy. She dragged her seriously injured body back little by little, looking at the death-like Jing Yirong in fear.
"You deserve to die." Jing Yirong held the knife in the guard's hand and swung it at Nalan Xinyu. The big knife flew towards Nalan Xinyu. Nalan Xinyu closed her eyes in resignation. There was no unexpected pain but she heard the sound of the knife breaking. Nalan Xinyu opened her eyes and saw Nalan Zhenqi standing with his back to her. A surprised smile immediately appeared on his face. "Seventh brother."
Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Jing Yirong and then turned around and walked to Nalan Xinyu's side. "Sister Huang, are you okay?"
"She. She wants to kill me. Seventh brother, please save me." Nalan Xinyu looked at Nalan Zhenqi for help and said pleadingly.
Nalan Zhenqi felt a little distressed when she saw the weak Nalan Xinyu. Nalan Xinyu was not only embarrassed, but also had several scratches on her cheeks. Nalan Zhenqi knew very well that he was the only one who could do it. Former master Jing Yirong.
Yu Yingxuan also rushed into the palace with a team. At a glance, he saw Nalan Xinyu, who was seriously injured. Yu Yingxuan walked up to Jing Yirong with a low expression. "I didn't expect that you would have the courage to come back again." Come from the Kingdom of Hades. Do you know that hurting the princess is a crime of beheading?"
"What a coincidence. I really wanted to find you and you came." Jing Yirong said to Yu Yingxuan in a nostalgic tone: "I originally thought about how to find you after killing Nalan Xinyu. Now that you are here If you don't, I will let you and Nalan Xinyu die together."
After hearing Jing Yirong's words, Yu Yingxuan drew his sword the next second and gave an order, "Everyone, come to me."
After hearing Yu Yingxuan's words, the guards all rushed forward. Yu Yingxuan also waved his sword at Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong didn't take these people seriously at all. No matter how hard they tried to hurt her with their martial arts, It's just wishful thinking. You know she's not that useless.
Yu Yingxuan's martial arts could once be tied with Jing Yirong's. But in the past two years, Jing Yirong's improvement was beyond Yu Yingxuan's expectation. After being shocked by Jing Yirong's palm wind, It was only when his heart was injured that Yu Yingxuan finally realized that he was not Jing Yirong's opponent at all. Don't say that he was the only one. Even if he added five hundred elite soldiers, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat Jing Yi. Rong. Jing Yirong is really making rapid progress and if she continues to fight, she will really die in her hands.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more unfavorable for them, Nalan Xinyu looked towards Nalan Zhenqi for help. "Seventh brother, please save the general. If this continues, more and more people will be injured."
Nalan Zhenqi looked at the situation in front of him and hesitated. He should help. Of course he should take action. But the other person was Jing Yirong. He was the master he had tried to protect at all costs. Although he said he would avenge Yue Ya. But with his martial arts, he still can't beat her.
In fact, he knew better in his heart. If he took action now, he would have completely betrayed her. He would do it for anyone other than Yue Ya's revenge. Nalan Zhenqi knew what this meant. He didn't understand where Xin Yu and Yu Yingxuan offended her. To kill her. To make her come to the palace to kill them at all costs.
"Seventh Brother, do you really want to watch us all die in her hands?" Nalan Xinyu asked with anger. Due to the excitement, the already injured body vomited blood again.
"Imperial sister." Nalan Zhenqi looked at Nalan Xinyu anxiously. Nalan Xinyu raised his eyes and said feebly. "Seventh brother, although we are not very close to each other on weekdays, we are not alienated either. You are mine. My dear brother, the blood in our bodies is the same, right? I know Jing Yirong is your master. She was also my sister-in-law. But now everything has changed. You have returned to the palace. She I am no longer your master."
"Sister Huang, please stop talking and take care of yourself." Nalan Zhenqi said worriedly.
Nalan Xinyu shook her head. "Do you want to know why Jing Yirong wanted to kill me? Because I know her secret."
"Secret." Nalan Zhenqi was puzzled.
Nalan Xinyu nodded slightly. "My father has always been worried about the safety of the eldest brother and the tenth brother, so he sent spies to follow the eldest brother and the tenth brother. I heard the spies reporting the news. The spies said that the tenth brother had been poisoned and would never be able to return. Woke up. He also said that Jing Yirong once followed Ye Xieming and abandoned his elder brother alone in a small town. As a result, a girl named Xiao Yan who followed him out of the palace fell into the sea and died."