The Lord of the Underworld is elegant and unparalleled. Though a woman, she has no shortage of suitors within the Six Realms.
A little ghost reports: "Lord of the Underworld, the Immortal...
Now she could only use every possible means to delay time. More importantly, she was indeed very interested in the person behind the scenes.
The Jinyiwei licked the tip of the knife with his tongue, his eyes full of confidence, and said, "Miss Jing San, are you trying to delay time?
But even if you shout at the top of your lungs, no one will come to this forest.
However, I can make you a wise ghost!"
Jing Zhi suppressed the hatred in his heart, his eyes clear, and he said, "Who is it?"
The Jinyiwei didn't care about the passage of time at all. He said slowly, "Miss Jing San is so smart, she can naturally guess who it is."
If there was anyone who had some connection with the Jing family, it must be the prince whom she had met. At that time, the prince had a dejected look on his face. Although he was kept in seclusion, she knew several forces in the court. Half of them supported the prince, and half supported the third prince.
The Jing family is the richest family in Kyoto and has always remained neutral.
But she didn't think too deeply about it at that time. Now she thinks that the prince must have wanted to establish a personal relationship with the Jing family, but was rejected by his father, so the prince held a grudge...
"It's the emperor." Jing Zhi said word by word, seemingly full of resentment.
A flash of surprise flashed across the Jinyiwei's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why doesn't Miss Jing San think it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
Jing Zhi supported himself on the tree trunk and stood up with great difficulty. The glint in his eyes could not be ignored as he said, "If the Crown Prince had done this himself, the Second Prince would definitely report it to the Emperor.
It must be that despicable Crown Prince who framed the Jing family and used the Emperor to get rid of them!"
Jing Zhi clutched her chest tightly, the grief and anger in her chest causing her to spit out a mouthful of dirty blood. She still stared fiercely at the Jinyiwei, grinning crazily and saying, "There are so many wronged souls in the Jing family, why should they be afraid of one more! But, if I die, I will definitely turn into a fierce ghost! Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"
The Imperial Guard nodded slightly, took out a handkerchief from somewhere, and wiped the unusually shiny sword with it. With a look of admiration on his face, he said, "Miss Jing San, you are indeed very smart, but smart people never live long, and smart women are even less likable."
It seemed that the Jinyiwei was ready to kill her. Jing Zhi suddenly let go of everything in her heart. As long as she escaped from the village, these villagers would not be innocently implicated. But what Jing Zhi didn't know was that in order to keep the secret, all the villagers in the village had already been killed.
Even the air was thick with the smell of blood. The Jinyiwei's sword, unwavering in its accuracy, stabbed towards her heart, but she felt no pain. Instead, she felt a warm embrace. She opened her eyes wide, bloodshot in them, and cried out in a miserable voice, like an old woman, "No... No! No!"
Shen Mo's body collapsed heavily, hot blood spurted out of her mouth, and her face was also stained with the sticky liquid, which was very fishy. Shen Mo said with great difficulty, "Jing Zhi... Jing Zhi..."
Then, Shen Mo opened his palm, which contained a blood-stained banknote. There was still some warmth in his eyes. "With your personality, if you keep the money in your hands, you will definitely be swindled away. Now... now, I can give it to you..."
It was the banknote she brought from the Jing family, but Jing Zhi threw it away without a care. She hugged Shen Mo tightly, tears rolling down her face, burning, "Shen Mo... Shen Mo, I knew you had this money a long time ago, but without you...
What's the use of this money? "
A sword pierced his heart, and there was no way to save him. Shen Mo's hands dropped quietly, with tears still in the corners of his eyes. Jing Zhi suddenly smiled, pulled out the sword that pierced Shen Mo's heart without hesitation, and ran towards the Jinyiwei like a madman.