Jiang Qiao swallowed the blood rising in his throat, but a smile appeared on his face. He suddenly said, "Shi Yechen, I suddenly realized that you are quite ugly. Why would Yan Qingli like you?"
When Shi Yechen heard the name of his "old lover" Yan Qingli, he was slightly stunned and his hands were deflated for a moment. "What?"
At the critical moment, Jiang Qiao spotted his weakness, exerted his strength suddenly, slashed Shi Yechen's shoulder with a sword, and quickly pierced his chest.
Shi Yechen widened his eyes, fell to the ground, and the sword in his hand fell.
Jiang Qiao was completely exhausted and fell to the ground. In an instant, the gushing blood dyed her entire vision red. She touched her face, but only felt a sticky sensation.
"Haven't you heard that villains die from unconsciousness? Ahem...?"
Shi Yechen covered his chest with his hands, blood flowing out of his palms, and he grasped the sword with his other hand and tried to sit up.
It’s not over yet!
He was about to ascend the throne, and he couldn't die yet. "Jiang..."
His heart was aching more and more, and before Shi Yechen could finish his words, his heart stopped beating.
He would never have thought that after all the preparations he had made in his life, he would still end up in such a tragic situation...
"General, get up quickly." A pair of slender hands suddenly rested on Jiang Qiao's shoulders, trying to help her up quickly.
Shitou's voice was still a little choked. From his perspective, he could see that the skin on Jiang Qiao's face was turned inside out, and his battle robe was almost soaked with blood.
Jiang Qiao was exhausted and wanted to sleep. This was the first time she had directly felt death approaching, and the mission was not yet completed...
"Why are you here?"
Shitou wanted to pull her up, but his hands were stained with blood. "I followed you secretly, General. Don't sleep. Wake up..."
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