Chapter 113: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 49
Qian Lingxiao's figure disappeared in the hall. Qian Zhou covered the wound on his shoulder and touched the blood on his hand, "Hiss..."
He looked up at the palace gate and quickly followed.
The golden robes no longer looked like their original appearance, the gold embroidery was broken, and the hem was stained with blood.
Some are Qianzhou’s own, and some are other people’s.
This bloody battle affected countless people. Swords and knives were merciless, and many officials who escaped without permission were beheaded.
The smell of blood filled the air, and the light in Qianzhou's eyes was like that of a ferocious beast. He lowered his eyes to look for where the imperial edict had fallen.
Qianzhou's gaze fell on the bottom of the stone pillar. There was a hint of gold close to the corner.
He suddenly narrowed his eyes and noticed the footsteps approaching behind him.
Jiang Fuwan held the dagger, her eyes red, "Go to hell!"
Qian Zhou grabbed her wrist. Jiang Fuwan looked crazy, but she was a woman after all.
With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground. Jiang Fuwan glared at Qian Zhou with hatred:
"Qian Zhou...you will not die well...you are a devil that crawled out of hell!"
"If it weren't for you, Qian Lingxiao wouldn't have married me..."
"Don't you really know his dirty thoughts about you?"
Jiang Fuwan's hair was disheveled. She grabbed Qian Zhou's arm tightly and pretended to grab the dagger on the ground.
Qianzhou frowned, let go of her and quickly chased after her out of the palace gate.
Jiang Fuwan stumbled and even ignored the dagger, rushed forward and hugged Qian Zhou fiercely, she gritted her teeth, "Don't even think about touching him..."
Jiang Fuwan choked up, "You killed my father, why not kill me too!"
"I curse you to never—"
Before Jiang Fuwan could finish her words, she was stabbed in the abdomen from behind. The sound of the sword entering the flesh was sticky and harsh.
Qianzhou's fingers trembled slightly and he slowly turned around.
The gauze hat on Eunuch Fu’s head was gone, and his eyes were wide open, with his pupils shrunk to a dot.
He gripped the hilt tightly, pulled out the bloody dagger, and gave Qianzhou a twisted and flattering smile.
Qian Zhou saw him holding the imperial edict in both hands and presenting it to him in a flattering manner.
Jiang Fuwan dyed the edge of the imperial edict red, and it dripped along the exquisite jade carvings.
Tick, tick—
The golden color of the paper was so bright that it was blinding. Eunuch Fu trembled as he tried to stuff the imperial edict into Qianzhou's hand, but Qianzhou abruptly pulled his hand back.
Jiang Fuwan spat out a mouthful of blood, her hands slowly dropped, she staggered back two steps, and her body fell backwards.
The steps outside the hall were too high, and she rolled down from there. Blood flowed in a long line, describing the brutality of the fight in a hideous and cruel manner.
Eunuch Fu's mosquito-like sharp voice sounded:
"You are His Majesty... You are more powerful than Qian Lingxiao."
"Three... no! Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please don't mind that this old servant was deceived by that thief Qian Lingxiao. You are a magnanimous person..."
"The imperial decree is given to you. It's up to you to decide whether to go or stay—"
Bang!
Qianzhou pushed his hand away.
There was a loud rumbling sound in the sky, and before I knew it, dark clouds had gathered and it started to rain.
The imperial edict was knocked down and rolled down the steps one by one.
Eunuch Fu opened his eyes wide and immediately chased after him with his fat body staggering, as if this golden thing was more important than his life.
People in the palace have no right to choose for themselves. They will follow and respect whoever is the emperor or whoever can become the emperor.
The hearts of people in the palace were colder than the winter snow. He knelt on the steps, with Jiang Fuwan's body beside him.
Eunuch Fu picked up the imperial edict with trembling hands and stared at the bloodstains on the steps washed away by the rain in a daze.
Qian Zhou's face was pale. He stood in the shadow, looking at the figure in the distance that had shrunk into a black dot. He threw away the soft sword in his hand and replaced it with a lighter short dagger.
"Your Highness, a horse is coming!"
The men protecting him pointed to the distance and saw a big black horse running towards them. Qianzhou saw clearly that it was Zhuifeng.
It was left to him by Xiao Jintian, accompanying him from Beili to Central Plains.
Qianzhou's eyes flashed back to when he was still in Beili. He held snow in his hands and went to find Zhuifeng. Zhuifeng licked it once and was kicked by the ice.
Once, he even had diarrhea and took out all his anger on Xiao Jintian.
Qian Zhou never told him that it was his fault.
The wild horse that gallops across the grasslands and the cold winter is both extremely fast and agile. Zhuifeng stopped in front of Qianzhou and touched Qianzhou's hand with his head.
"...Okay, Zhuifeng, let's go avenge Xiao Jintian."
Qianzhou galloped on horseback against the fierce wind.
Qian Lingxiao turned around and saw Qian Zhou riding a strong black horse chasing after him, getting closer and closer.
"Qian Zhou... do you have to be so ruthless?" Qian Lingxiao asked him.
The fight just now had consumed too much energy, and Qian Zhou's breathing was a little fast at this time.
He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Why, you want to talk about love with me when you are about to die?"
Qian Lingxiao was slightly startled, his eyes darkening.
"You've changed a lot. Is it because of their Wolf King?"
Zhuifeng stared at the butt of the horse in front of him, and the fierceness in his black eyes was exactly the same as Xiao Jintian's.
It wants to catch up with the little beast from the Central Plains in front of it.
Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Qianzhou clenched the dagger in his sleeve.
The young eunuch who was protecting Qian Lingxiao looked back and screamed in fear.
Qian Zhou showed a determined smile, and without hiding anything, he shouted openly:
"Xiao Jintianren is mine!"
Qian Lingxiao's face darkened. "What is your relationship with him?!"
What does it mean that Xiao Jintian is his?
Why do you say that?
Zhuifeng's hair and Qianzhou's golden clothes fluttered in the wind, and the distance between them was shortened again.
Qian Zhou quickly caught up with the young eunuch and kicked him out with a hard kick.
“Ahhhhh!”
The young eunuch fell off his horse and hit his back against a tree, so he couldn't get up.
"Qian Lingxiao!" Qian Zhou reached out and grabbed his arm.
Qian Lingxiao jumped down quickly, Qian Zhou followed closely, and the two rolled for a distance in the grass.
Qian Zhou slowly stood up by supporting himself on the ground. His right leg moved a little slowly, and blood was already seeping out from under his golden robe.
The pain felt so good. Qian Zhou had never felt such pain since Xiao Jintian stopped bullying him.
He instinctively took a long breath.
Qian Zhou raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Qian Lingxiao, I will let you die knowingly."
Qian Lingxiao stared at Qian Zhou warily. His clothes were covered in mud, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely disheveled.
Qian Zhou looked at the unwillingness in his eyes and suddenly felt an incomparable joy.
"I held hands with him, kissed him, and even slept with him."
"I like Xiao Jintian, only Xiao Jintian. I feel bad for the 60 whip marks on his back, so I want your life!"
Qian Lingxiao clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and could no longer endure it.
“That’s enough!”
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