As soon as Xu Qiudong finished speaking, not only Xu Yuxi was surprised, but even Song Chiyou felt Xu Qiudong's advanced thinking.

In the past, Song Chiyou also knew that Xu Qiudong was different from other feudal women and was very special, but now Song Chiyou felt something else.

Xu Yuxi stared at Xu Qiudong in great surprise. At this moment, they were no longer relatives with some blood relationship. All that was left was a life-and-death struggle.

"You hid it so well? You have such a wicked ambition."

As Xu Yuxi spoke, he did not forget what he often did, which was to sow discord.

"We were all used by her. I died today, but how do you know it won't be you who will die tomorrow?"

Song Chiyou looked at Xu Yuxi silently.

Others don't know what's going on, but he knows it clearly.

Xu Yuxi has brought himself to where he is today. If he were not so paranoid, he would still be the high and mighty emperor.

"I'm different from you." Song Chiyou glanced at him with his fox eyes and gently closed his pale red lips.

Xu Yuxi didn't seem to expect this answer. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Why is it different?"

"I am her biological brother, and she can even abandon me. Who are you?"

Xu Yuxi wanted to alienate them, but he didn't know that they would definitely not buy it.

"Stop talking nonsense and give up your seat." Xu Qiudong glanced at him coldly, his eyes expressionless.

Xu Yuxi looked at Xu Qiudong with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

Why?

Why did you give me hope, but now you want to destroy it with your own hands?

Thinking of this, Xu Yuxi felt unwilling. He quickly drew out the sword from his waist, and when he was about to stab Xu Qiudong, he suddenly turned around and stabbed Song Chiyou.

Perhaps it was because of the protagonist's halo that everything went so smoothly, so much so that Xu Qiudong and Song Chiyou didn't notice it in time.

Xu Qiudong quickly caught Song Chiyou who was about to fall to the ground, turned his wrist, and pierced Xu Yuxi's chest with a scimitar.

Xu Qiudong stared at Song Chiyou without turning her head. Seeing Song Chiyou lying in her arms covered in blood, her heart felt as if it was being pulled by something and it hurt.

"Don't be afraid."

Xu Qiudong's hand, which was covering Song Chiyou's chest, turned to stroke his cheek.

Song Chiyou vomited blood. Even though he had no strength left in his body, he still tried his best to put his head into Xu Qiudong's hand.

Despite all the effort, Song Chiyou still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"No, I'm fine."

Seeing Song Chiyou like this, Xu Qiudong could no longer suppress the feelings in his heart.

She stared at Song Chiyou closely and said affectionately, "I love you."

"I really mean it."

Hearing this, Song Chiyou smiled knowingly.

But this simple action tore the wound.

"I want to die in your arms."

Bright red blood flowed down the corner of Song Chiyou's mouth.

Xu Qiudong gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb and hugged him tightly.

"wait for me."

As soon as Xu Qiudong finished saying this, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and lightning flashed above their heads.

It was really strange that the originally clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds.

The generals and soldiers who followed Xu Qiudong in the rebellion and held heavy troops also felt a little worried when they saw this strange weather.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the weather suddenly change?"

“…”

As they were talking, the roof of the palace in front of them was instantly struck by lightning.