Chapter 302 Rebirth
Night comes quietly.
The cold wind, carrying moisture, made the tent rustle.
Outside Chen He's tent, there was a slight sound of armor rubbing against each other. It was Xiao Minglan's personal soldiers on patrol.
A personal soldier walked up to the tent and spoke coldly through the curtain.
“Miss Shen, my prince invites you.”
Shen He paused while sitting upright.
What is coming will eventually come.
"Sister He, where are you going?"
Xiao Jingchi on the side put down the nine-linked ring in his hand, raised his childish face, and his eyes were full of clear worry.
Chen He turned around, smiled at him reassuringly, and straightened his slightly messy collar.
"It's okay, I'll be back soon, Jing Chi, just wait for me here."
She stood up, took a deep breath, and opened the curtain.
***
There was only a single lamp burning in Xiao Minglan's tent.
Shen He walked in.
The door curtain behind her was ruthlessly lowered by her personal guards, isolating everything inside and outside.
There were only two of them left in the tent.
Xiao Minglan stood there, not wearing the daytime armor, but only a black robe, which was more oppressive than the military uniform.
His eyes were filled with a kind of fanaticism that Shen He had never seen before. They were like two clusters of dim will-o'-the-wisp fires burning, staring at her intently.
The flickering candlelight stretched his shadow across the tent wall like a demon.
He finally spoke, his voice hoarse and with a hint of suppressed trembling.
"He'er."
"Everything I did..."
He took a step forward, his eyes blazing.
"It's all for you."
Chen He sneered in his heart, but remained expressionless on the surface.
Xiao Minglan seemed to be caught up in some crazy fantasy and continued talking to himself.
"Without power, I can't do anything! It's just like... just like my last life!"
"I could only watch helplessly as you married Xiao Jingren, watched him use you, watched the entire Shen family be executed, and in the end, I couldn't even collect your body!"
He almost shouted the last sentence.
Chen He's pupils suddenly contracted!
Previous life?
He... he was also reborn?!
This thought was like a thunderclap, exploding in her mind!
Xiao Minglan looked at her shocked expression, a twisted look of pleasure and pain on his face.
"You remembered it, didn't you? Our shared memories!"
"In that life, I was the one who let you down! My mother forced me, the government forced me, I had no choice! Giving up on you was the biggest mistake of my life!"
Chen He felt cold all over, and only felt that it was ridiculous.
Every word he said seemed to be tarnishing her bloody memory.
Xiao Minglan became more and more excited as he spoke.
"But now it's different! God gave me a chance to start over! I'm back with the memories of my past life!"
"In this life, I will never let go! No one can take you away from me!"
A terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"The first thing I did was to kill that annoying Yan Qingxiu for you!"
"That idiot Xiao Jingchi doesn't deserve you at all!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards Shen He, opened his arms, and wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.
"He'er, come back to me!"
“Bang!”
A crisp slapping sound suddenly rang out in the silent tent.
Shen He used all his strength to slap him hard.
Xiao Minglan's face was knocked to the side, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Shen He's hands were shaking, not because of fear, but because of extreme anger.
Her voice was as cold as a knife tempered with ice.
"Xiao Minglan, you're crazy!"
"You used the lives of thousands of disaster victims as stepping stones to usurp the throne, and used the raging flood to satisfy your filthy desires. You are not even human!"
"You think you can make up for anything just by remembering your past life? No, you'll only make everything worse!"
She looked at him, every word clear to her.
"You killed Mr. Yan! From that moment on, you are my, Shen He's, sworn enemy!"
Xiao Minglan slowly turned his head and touched his swollen cheek with the tip of his tongue.
Far from being angry, he began to laugh softly, and his laughter grew louder and louder, full of paranoid madness.
"Enemy?"
"It's okay. I don't care."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the possessiveness in his eyes almost devoured Shen He.
"Soon, this world will be mine, and you... will be mine too."
"By then, what difference will it make whether you love me or hate me?"
Shen He responded with a sneer of extreme contempt.
"You're dreaming."
"I would rather die than surrender to a madman like you!"
As soon as Shen He finished speaking, the crazy smile on Xiao Minglan's face became even more intense.
"die?"
He repeated the word in a low voice, as if tasting something delicious.
"He'er, how can I bear to let you die."
"Whether in the past life or this life, you can only be mine."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly attacked and grabbed Shen He's wrist with such force that it seemed as if he was going to crush her bones.
"ah!"
Chen He felt pain, but he dragged her roughly towards a small compartment in the tent.
There was only a simple camp bed there.
"Xiao Minglan, let me go!"
Chen He struggled hard, and the fingers of his other hand dug into the back of his hand tightly, leaving bloody marks.
Xiao Minglan seemed unaware.
With a "bang", he threw Chen He into the compartment and bolted the wooden door behind the curtain with his backhand.
“Crack.”
The sound of the lock being locked was particularly harsh in the small space.
It also completely cut off Shen He's last hope.
Xiao Minglan approached step by step, his eyes filled with undisguised beast-like desire.
"He'er, the more you resist, the more I like you."
"Your eyes are so beautiful even when you hate me."
He pressed Shen He against the cold tent wall, his hands supporting her sides, completely enveloping her in his shadow.
"Look at us now, we look like the hero and heroine in a storybook."
"Entanglement, misunderstanding, and finally... fusion."
Chen He was so angry that he was shaking all over, his eyes full of contempt and disgust.
"Despicable! Shameless!"
"What's the difference between you and the wild dogs gnawing on corpses in the mass grave?"
These words seemed to finally hurt Xiao Minglan.
His face instantly darkened, and the obsession in his eyes turned into rage.
"Shut up!"
He suddenly reached out, grabbed Shen He's jaw, and forced her to raise her head.
"Since you won't obey..."
"Then I can only use my own way to make you remember forever who your man is!"
He leaned over, and his breath smelled of blood.
Just then—
“Boom——!”
There was a deafening roar, and the entire tent shook!
The wooden door that had just been locked was smashed into pieces by someone from the outside using brute force!
Amidst the flying wood chips, a tall figure rushed in against the light, carrying a murderous aura.
Xiao Minglan turned around in surprise.
Shen He also suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment she saw who it was, her breathing stopped.
Xiao Jingchi.
He stood there, his eyes, which were usually as clear as a child's, were now a terrifying red, surging with anger and murderous intent that could burn everything.
He is no longer the silly prince who only knows how to eat snacks and play the game of Nine Rings.
He was like a Shura walking out of hell.
"You," Xiao Jingchi's eyes were fixed on Xiao Minglan's hand that was strangling Chen He's throat, his voice hoarse as if it was quenched by ice, "You are looking for death!"
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