Dong Qing'er slowly raised her lifeless eyes and looked at Yue Chengning in front of the carriage, a bitter smile appeared on her face. What should she do now?
A few months ago, she was still the happy Princess Changning. What was she now? What happened? Why did the two men who loved her suddenly change? Why?
She stumbled to Yue Chengning, stretched out her hand, and carefully traced the man's eyebrows. This man used to be so gentle and kind to her, but what about now?
Why was there only indifference, power and status in his eyes? She was his wife, and that was an unchangeable fact. The man she thought had been waiting for her had already left. What else did she have?
There is nothing left! Only this man in front of me, if...
"Chengning, if we could go back to the past and you were still so gentle and caring to me, I would go with you. Even if I could never return to Yuecheng in my lifetime, I would not regret it!"
Dong Qing'er stroked his face and suddenly lay on top of him, saying in her heart, let it be, let it be, at least, she is still the Princess of Changning, at least she will not be laughed at, at least...
Yue Chengning stood there coldly, his lips curled up indifferently, and he grabbed the woman's neck with his big hands, pulling her away from his body. He got close to her face with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Dong Qing'er, you're saying this too late! If you hadn't wavered and stayed by my side, I might have left with you. But now... do you think I would want a woman who doesn't keep her chastity?"
Dong Qing'er opened her mouth wide, almost unable to breathe. She shook her head and said in disbelief, "Yue Chengning...it was you who asked me to do this...it was you..."
Yue Chengning sneered
"Yes, it was me before, but what about last night? How could I not know what you were thinking? If Yue Nanchen still wanted a broken woman like you, would you be standing beside Yue Nanchen arrogantly and laughing at my joke now?"
Dong Qing'er wanted to answer, but she couldn't make a sound. Just when she thought she was going to be strangled to death by the man, he suddenly kicked her to the ground...
Her delicate body suddenly fell on the stone pavement in front of the palace gate. Dong Qing'er felt like a dog lying on the ground, her whole body twitching. What had she done wrong?
Why did God punish her like this? She used to be the most beautiful woman in Nanyue. Countless princes and nobles came to her house to propose marriage. But what about now?
Yue Chengning looked coldly at the woman lying on the ground, his handsome face had been twisted and deformed. For a moment, he seemed to vent all his failures and pains on this woman.
The blood of more than two thousand soldiers, the shattered dream of becoming an emperor, and the ridicule of those hiding in the dark, everything, bit by bit, devoured his last bit of sanity.
"Yue Chengning!" Suddenly, a man's gloomy and cold voice sounded. Yue Chengning suddenly stopped laughing and looked sinisterly at the figure standing coldly not far away.
He was still wearing the same robe as last night, but the original color was no longer recognizable. The dried blood seemed to be mocking him, and the madness in his dark eyes seemed not to have subsided yet.
He stood there with a majestic and unyielding figure, as if he could hold up the sky and the vast expanse of the sky by himself. The expression on his face was so sinister, cold and ruthless.
Dong Qing'er quickly raised her head and stared at the man blankly. Her heart was suddenly filled with hatred. It was him, it was all because of him. If it weren't for him, how could she have ended up in such a situation?
She clenched her hands tightly. A night of waiting and the betrayal she had experienced made her hate this man instantly. Since he didn't love her anymore, why did he let her misunderstand that he had been waiting there all this time, misunderstood him...
"Yue Nanchen, I am your uncle after all, and you are the one who calls me by my name?" Yue Chengning laughed loudly. He walked forward step by step and came in front of Yue Nanchen. The strong smell of blood hit his face.
He smiled suddenly, and that smile was bitter, weird, and cold, like a wisp of smoke in the twilight, gently disappearing without a trace.
He opened his eyes and looked at Yue Nanchen without any warmth, "You won, you really won. My brother was right about you. What a pity!" He shook his head and turned to look at the towering city gate in the bright sunshine, "Brother, goodbye, goodbye!"
"What a pity?" Yue Nanchen looked coldly at the man in front of him.
"Do you want to know? Do you really want to know? Go ask your mother!" Yue Chengning laughed. He was about to leave, but even if he was going to leave, he wanted the two brothers to fight to the death.
He just didn't believe that there was really brotherhood among the royal family. If there was, his royal brother wouldn't have given him full of hope and then thrown him into the abyss!
Yue Nanchen stood quietly, watching Yue Chengning fly onto the carriage and gradually go away. After a long time, a song was heard, "The strings of the harp sound, the smoke of gunpowder is long, and the sound of the harp is long."
Expand the most vast territory
I am alone and drunk waiting for the moonlight..."
For some reason, Yue Nanchen only felt that the anger and bloodlust in his heart gradually dissipated in the man's sad singing, and his eyes became moist, just for the words "The domineering spirit, dissipated with the wind!"
After a long time, Yue Nanchen looked back and walked to Dong Qing'er, wanting to help her up, but she
Hug him suddenly.
"Qing'er..." Yue Nanchen spoke softly, but before he finished his words, his eyes darkened and he suddenly groaned, but he still stood there until the woman let him go.
Dong Qing'er looked at the man in front of her with trembling body, her mouth was full of blood, that was this man's blood.
When her teeth bit the man's shoulder fiercely, and when the blood type she hated most filled her mouth, she realized that blood was not scary, but what was scary was the man's heart!
"I hate you, I hate you!" She bent over and yelled at the top of her lungs, her disheveled hair covering her palm-sized face, making her look even more miserable.
"Yuen Nanchen, why do you treat me like this? You clearly no longer love me, so why do you still pretend to care about me? Do you know that your concern will only make me more miserable and will only make Yue Chengning use me even more!"
Yue Nanchen didn't say anything. He just stood silently in front of the woman, watching her screaming and fighting to death. A sense of pain gradually appeared in his cold eyes.
He had never imagined this would be the outcome. Although he knew that the war with Yue Chengning would affect her, he still tried his best to protect her. It was just for the sake of the country, some things had to be done and some things had to be given up!
After a hoarse outburst, Dong Qing'er suddenly gasped for breath. She suddenly raised the corners of her pale lips and chuckled. It was a light laugh at first, but it became louder and louder in the end. She even raised her arms, looked up at the sky, and laughed loudly at the heavens.
"Qing'er!" Yue Nanchen called the woman's name softly. Did he really do something wrong? Was he wrong?
"Miss, Miss, please don't scare Xiaoxi!" Xiaoxi came forward in fear with her bag on her back. She held Miss's hand tightly, but her hand was frighteningly cold.
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The crazy laughter stopped abruptly, and Dong Qing'er suddenly collapsed to the ground like a lifeless doll, with her eyes closed.
"Miss!" Xiaoxi desperately supported her, pulled her, and shouted loudly, "Prince, please save our young lady, Prince!"
Yue Nanchen stepped forward, picked up Dong Qing'er, jumped, and quickly disappeared. Now there was only one person he could think of, Lan Shuiyao. Maybe Lan Shuiyao could save her!
"Miss, something bad happened!" Yinglu rushed into Shuiyao's room early in the morning, shouting, "Oh, Miss, why don't you wear underwear to sleep..." Yinglu suddenly turned her back, her little face blushing.
Lan Shuiyao grabbed her clothes and put them on. She had no choice but to do it. She had been used to it for many years, especially after being injured last night, which made her feel like she was back to those turbulent years. The nightgown she was wearing was torn off by her without her noticing.
"We are all women, why are you so shy!" Shuiyao teased Yinglu. After getting dressed, she asked her to turn around. "Why are you yelling so early in the morning?"
"It's Prince Yongnan. He's holding Princess Changning in the hall. Princess Changning looks pale, and seems to be seriously ill!"
Lan Shuiyao was startled. Dong Qing'er was ill? What was wrong? Shuiyao's eyes darkened and she immediately walked out.
"Miss, weren't you injured by King Yongnan? Why are you still helping him?"
Yinglu came back last night and was shocked when she saw the bucket full of blood. She shouted and woke Shuiyao up, only to find out that only her shoulder was injured, but she bled a lot, dyeing the water in the tub red!
"Who said I want to help him?" Shui Yao turned around and winked playfully. At this moment, she restrained her indifference and ruthlessness, looking more like a naughty girl. "I just want to see how anxious he is!"