Chapter 203 Death
The night was as thick as ink, and the atmosphere on the palace road was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.
Shen Yuling slowly stepped down from the carriage, holding up her skirt.
Quan Minghe sat high on the imperial carriage, emitting a cold aura.
His eyes swept across Shen Yuling, and then fell directly on the carriage. His voice seemed to be wrapped in frost: "Feng Moheng, are you planning to stay in the carriage like a turtle?"
Inside the car, Feng Moheng's fists suddenly clenched, his knuckles turned white, and his eyes darkened instantly, surging with unwillingness and anger.
After a moment, he stepped out of the carriage, his steps steady but resolute, and walked behind Shen Yuling, as if he wanted to use his body to support a world for her.
Feng Moheng raised his head, his eyes like torches, and looked straight at Quan Minghe who was sitting on the imperial carriage. He said fearlessly: "Your Majesty, if I am a coward, then what are you? A hypocrite who can only force and humiliate women?"
Quan Minghe's brows tightened instantly.
What is he talking about?
Then, he seemed to think of something, lowered his eyes to look at Shen Yuling, curled the corners of his mouth, and almost laughed out of anger.
What did she say to Feng Moheng?
Before Quan Minghe could refute, Shen Yuling knelt on the ground with a plop, and her voice was filled with deep fear and pleading towards Quan Minghe: "Your Majesty, all this is my fault, please release Feng Moheng, I beg you."
Her voice was trembling, and it was particularly clear in the silent night.
Feng Moheng looked at Shen Yuling who was kneeling on the ground begging for him, and felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and a dull pain came over him.
He half-knelt beside her, his voice gentle but firm: "Yuling, get up, don't ask him, just save your life."
His eyes were full of self-blame and heartache. He hated himself for being so useless that he had to ask her to kneel for him.
Quan Minghe looked at the scene in front of him, his heart burning with anger.
He suppressed his inner anger and watched Shen Yuling and Feng Moheng perform this tragic drama in front of him.
What on earth does she want to do!
Then he ordered coldly: "Capture Feng Moheng alive."
Shen Yuling exploded instantly like ignited gunpowder.
She suddenly took off the hairpin on her head, quickly put the sharp tip of the hairpin against her neck, and shouted loudly: "Don't come over!"
The sound cut through the night sky, carrying with it a determination to burn one's boats.
The guards were shocked by the sudden change and stopped in their tracks, not daring to take another step forward.
Quan Minghe's brows furrowed even tighter.
Didn’t she want Feng Moheng to die?
Now he looks like he's ready to sacrifice his life for Feng Moheng. Who is he doing this for?
Feng Moheng looked at Shen Yuling, his eyes full of shock and emotion.
He never thought that Shen Yuling could do this for him.
So Quan Minghe didn't kill him just to use him to threaten her, force her, and hurt her?
Feng Moheng's eyes instantly turned red.
All his life, he has been looking for someone who loves him with all his heart.
He once thought that Liu Jingyi was Shen Yuling, so he did many things to hurt her.
Later he finally realized that the person he loved was Shen Yuling.
But when he returned to Ganjing and snatched her away from Quan Minghe, his love was mixed with the thought of revenge on Quan Minghe, and it was not pure.
Until this moment, he didn't truly understand what love is.
Feng Moheng suddenly hugged Shen Yuling tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his own bones and blood.
His voice was hoarse, even with a tearful tone: "Yuling, don't beg him, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I love you, you live well..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Moheng snatched the hairpin from Shen Yuling's hand and thrust it into his own chest without hesitation.
The blood instantly dyed his clothes red, which was particularly glaring in the night.
Then he smiled, a smile filled with relief and satisfaction.
He turned his head to look at Quan Minghe, whose expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness, and said in a weak voice with the pride of a winner: "I won. At least... her heart is mine."
After saying that, he placed his hand behind Shen Yuling's head, pressed it forward, and kissed her lips in front of Quan Minghe.
Shen Yuling widened her eyes, filled with panic and disbelief, and stared at the scene in front of her.
Feng Moheng, with a provocative smile on his face, looked directly at Quan Minghe without fear, his smile seemed to be announcing his victory to Quan Minghe.
The moment Feng Moheng committed suicide, Quan Minghe's mind flashed with lightning and he instantly understood Shen Yuling's intention.
It turned out that she was planning to let Feng Moheng end his own life!
But Feng Moheng, the idiot who was kept in the dark, was still showing off to him proudly, as if he had really won everything.
But soon, Quan Minghe's calmness was completely broken.
Feng Moheng's actions undoubtedly added fuel to his anger.
The murderous intent in his heart was like a flood that could no longer be contained.
"Bow and arrow."
His voice seemed to be filled with ice, so cold that it made people shiver.
The guards beside him did not dare to slack off at all and quickly handed the bow and arrow to him.
Originally, Quan Minghe wanted to save Feng Moheng's life. After all, there were still many secrets to be solved about Shen Yuling.
But now, Feng Moheng's repeated provocations made him completely lose his patience.
Quan Minghe stared at the two people's lips pressed together, with raging anger burning in his eyes.
Feng Moheng seemed to think it was not enough and continued to provoke. His fearless look completely ignited Quan Minghe's long-suppressed murderous intent.
He drew the bow without hesitation, his movements smooth and seamless, and the arrow aimed steadily at Feng Moheng's heart. l
With a "chi" sound, the sharp arrow, like a black lightning, cut through the silent sky, carrying endless murderous intent, and shot straight into Feng Moheng's body.
Feng Moheng's smile froze on his face, and he slowly fell down. His eyes fell on Shen Yuling's face again, and he murmured, "Yuling, I love you."
His love used to be so selfish and full of possessiveness.
But at this moment, he would rather die than let Quan Minghe use him to threaten Shen Yuling again. He just wanted her to live a better life.
Only now did he understand what love was.
Shen Yuling slumped on the ground, holding Feng Moheng tightly in her arms, who had a hairpin stuck in his chest and was shot by an arrow.
Feng Moheng's voice became weaker and weaker, almost inaudible: "Yuling, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He didn't owe anyone anything in his life, except for her, for which he felt full of guilt.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that loving someone is much happier than being loved.
However, at this moment, Shen Yuling suddenly bent down, leaned close to Feng Moheng's ear, and whispered: "Feng Moheng, you are finally dead..."
Feng Moheng had already slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
But when he heard these words, his eyes flew open.
But he could only see Shen Yuling's cold face, as if he had never met the person in front of him.
At this moment, he could no longer speak. He could only feel his life slowly fading away. His pupils dilated slightly, reflecting the final struggle deep in his heart.
He wanted to ask her, why?
But when I opened my mouth, no sound came out, and all my questions were swallowed back into my stomach forever.
Xitong, who was standing aside, had a mechanical and wooden look on her face when no one noticed.
At the same time, the system's voice immediately rang in Shen Yuling's mind: "The target Feng Moheng is about to die, the host completes the mission."
Shen Yuling made one of the wishes instantly without any hesitation, and silently said in her mind: "Transfer all the memories of Feng Moheng and the original owner of several lifetimes to him."
She didn't want Feng Moheng to die with his love for her. For him, that might not be a punishment, but a relief.
The only person he truly felt sorry for was the original owner.
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