Chapter 281 Lin Xian'er's Death

Lin Xian'er's cold eyes and ruthless words were like thousands of needles piercing Xue Bin's heart. After a strong stinging feeling, Xue Bin smiled calmly: "Xian'er, cousin will not force you to go with me. It's not convenient to talk here. There is a pavilion on the hillside over there. Let's go over there and talk!"

The four guards were on guard from a distance. In the pavilion, Lin Xian'er was stubborn and said nothing. Xue Bin smiled again, "Xian'er, as long as you don't go back to the capital, cousin will take you wherever you want to go. After I settle you down, I will go back to the border."

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm going back to the capital!" Lin Xian'er was determined.

Xue Bin sighed helplessly and continued to advise in a gentle voice: "Xian'er, your cousin the Prince of Qin said that there is no room for you in the capital and that you should go far away. You know his temper and he keeps his word. Even if I plead for you, there is no way to change his words."

"The capital does not belong to him, the Prince of Qin Zhao Defang. On what basis does he not let me stay in the capital? Zhao Defang's words are final, but the emperor's words are golden! I want to see who is more powerful, the Prince of Qin or the emperor?!" Lin Xian'er stood up angrily and roared.

"Xian'er, what do you want to do?" Xue Bin looked at Lin Xian'er in shock, "Xian'er, the three of us grew up together, we are blood relatives, and we share the same fate.

My cousin was just angry that you murdered his princess, but he still spared your life because we are all blood relatives!"

Lin Xian'er's voice became higher and higher, "I murdered Princess Qin, she Is she dead? Didn't she leave the palace and go home unscathed? Isn't she still enjoying the splendor and wealth in the luxurious Qin Palace, and enjoying the favor of Qin Wang Zhao Defang?

But my blood relative Lin Xian'er, just because of such a small mistake, will be cruelly driven out of the capital by my blood cousin, why? ! "

Lin Xian'er was so selfish and stubborn that Xue Bin was furious, and

he slammed the stone table and stood up.

"Lin Xian'er, can you please be reasonable? The Princess of Qin saved your life without any grudges, but you turned your kindness into enmity and deliberately reported it to the Emperor.

You are so smart that you should know that if the Princess of Qin is not careful in her response, the Emperor will be furious and her head will fall off. The Emperor will also be more suspicious of your cousin, and his situation will be even more dangerous. Xian'er, did you make a small mistake?"

"Yes, I just want to see the silly princess's head fall off!" Lin Xian'er's heartbroken eyes were red, "Brother Defang belongs to me, Lin Xian'er. If I can't get him in this life, I would rather destroy him!

I will return to Beijing, I will go to the palace to meet the emperor and tell him about how he killed two princes in a rage for his beloved..."

A sharp blade stabbed into Lin Xian'er's left chest. She looked at Xue Bin holding the hilt in disbelief, "Cousin...you...you actually...you...you said...who in this life would dare to...hurt my head?" "You... you just chop off his claws...!"

Lin Xian'er seemed not to feel the pain of the wound. She insisted on saying what she was thinking, and then she slowly fell backwards...

Xue Bin let go of the sword handle, flew over the stone table, hugged Lin Xian'er, and tears were streaming down his face: "Xian'er, I said before that I would protect you for life! But when you wanted to harm our relatives, you... you were not Lin Xian'er anymore."

Lin Xian'er looked at the tears on the face in front of her, and her weak voice was full of grievances: "Cousin, the person you love so much... ... is loving and sweet with other women, but... doesn't even look at you. That kind of... that kind of heart-wrenching, jealous, heart-wrenching, sleepless nights, can you... can you understand it?"

Xue Bin looked at Lin Xian'er's charming and pale face with tears in his eyes, nodded and replied: "Cousin, I have deeply experienced the pain of being loved but not getting it. But I have only felt heartache and sleepless nights, but I have never felt jealous.

Xian'er, when you really like someone, if you can't win her heart, then stay away from her. When you are far away, "I just want to watch her silently from a place where she is, wishing her happiness and joy. Instead of being jealous, selfishly hating her, and madly wanting to destroy her.

Xian'er, everyone's feelings are free. Just because you like someone doesn't mean that person has to like you."

Lin Xian'er raised her hand with difficulty and stroked the tear marks on Xue Bin's cheek, "Cousin,... do you still like me?"

Xue Bin helped Lin Xian'er put her hand on his cheek, "I like you! From your childhood to when you grew up, your cousin has always liked you."

: "I'm sorry!... When I was little,... I also... said I liked you, but... after brother Defang came back from his studies, I... I knew what it felt like to... like someone. Cousin,... I'm sorry..." Lin Xian'er's voice became smaller and smaller, the light in her eyes became dimmer and dimmer, her head tilted, and her hand slipped down...

: "Xian'er!..." Xue Bin hugged Lin Xian'er's delicate body tightly, trembling with grief, crying silently!

Lin Xian'er was buried by Xue Bin on a beautiful hillside. There was no monument, only a lonely grave.

After burying the beloved person whom he had loved for many years but was killed by his own hands, Xue Bin did not return to the capital. He just sent a letter to Qin Wang Zhao Defang and set off back to the border. After that, until he grew old, Xue Bin never married, and there was no woman around him. ...

Qin Wang Zhao Defang and Luo Li, after hearing the news of Lin Xian'er's death, both sighed silently. Love cannot be obtained, selfish to the point of destroying everything, I wonder if Lin Xian'er is pitiful or hateful?

Since Madam Lin did not choose to leave the flourishing capital to accompany her daughter, then, don't tell her about Lin Xian'er's death. Anyway, she didn't love her only daughter that much. Madam Lin loved herself the most.