Chapter 516 The Most Powerful Liar
Yan Shijiu rushed up like a madman and hugged Yun Chen, shaking her body hard and pressing her abdomen, trying to make her spit out the Soul-Devouring Pill.
Yun Chen had already collapsed all over and was completely unable to resist. He let Yan Shijiu knead him like a piece of tofu.
"Spit it out! Yun Chen! Be good and spit it out! Don't die! Don't leave me! Please! Please!!"
Yan Shijiu's roar resounded throughout the palace, and the ending tone was filled with panic and crying.
He tried his best to squeeze Yun Chen's abdomen, but unfortunately, all she vomited out was streams of bright red blood.
The red color was particularly eye-catching, as sharp as a knife, causing Yan Shijiu to let go and step back.
Wan Chen had already inquired about the properties of the Soul Devouring Pill when he snatched it from Yan Lang.
There is no medicine to cure it, it dissolves immediately when it comes into contact with water.
Yun Chen swallowed it cleanly, without leaving any residue. The pill had already melted in his stomach and seeped into his heart meridians.
"Why are you doing this to me! Why!!" Yan Shijiu paced back and forth in the hall, muttering to himself like a madman:
"Why did you leave me?! Don't I love you enough?! Why now?! I was about to win!! I was so careless! There's a mezzanine in that carriage, right?! I shouldn't have just been waiting for him! I shouldn't have…"
Yun Chen lay powerlessly on the ground, quietly watching Yan Shijiu collapse and go crazy.
She felt extremely calm in her heart and even looked forward to the final moment coming soon.
I don't know how long the Soul Devouring Pill will take to take effect. I remember Yan Lang said that this poison makes a person look normal and does not harm the flesh and blood, but it directly attacks the heart meridians.
It makes people see ghosts during the day and unable to sleep at night, gradually collapse and become confused until their souls are destroyed.
Yun Chen prayed to God sincerely, hoping that this time would not be too long. She couldn't wait to see her Anian.
She quietly closed her eyes, but her ears couldn't close them. She clearly heard Yan Shijiu roaring at the secret guards, asking them where the Dongyan army was and why Yan Lang hadn't come yet! ! Quickly call Yan Lang! !
The secret guards were frightened and left the hall, rushing to investigate the situation.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, the secret guard returned, his face pale as death, and he brought a shocking piece of news:
"Master! The Dongyan army has entered the palace! They're heading towards Yong'an Palace! But the one leading them isn't the Third Prince! It's Duan Jie and Fu Lin and the others! After entering the palace, the army took off their Dongyan armor, revealing the uniforms of the Tianwei Army! Master!! These aren't Dongyan soldiers! They're the Tianwei Army of the Nan Kingdom!! They're all the same people who once reigned supreme!"
The secret guard's desperate cry suddenly calmed Yan Shijiu down from his madness.
He stared blankly at Yun Chen lying on the ground, then looked towards the palace gate as the sound of horse hooves approached.
He stood there for a while before slowly walking forward and picking up Yun Chen.
Yun Chen was no longer able to resist, so he was held in his arms and walked towards Yong'an Palace.
The hall was empty inside and out, with palace servants either dead or fled.
The white jade steps were stained with blood, all the blood shed by the imperial guards who swore to defend the palace to the death.
Some blood splattered very high, splashing onto the gold-painted beams, condensing into a desolate cold color.
The hall was filled with a dark, cold, fishy smell.
Yan Shijiu gently placed Yun Chen on the dragon throne and helped her lean back.
He squatted down and looked at her face infatuatedly.
Her face was pale, her breath was weak, and big beads of blue sweat were dripping from her forehead. It was obvious that she was enduring pain.
Those eyes, as clear as a fawn's, looked at him, with neither ridicule nor sympathy.
Obviously, she was ready to meet her Anian.
Thinking of this, Yan Shijiu suddenly felt that Yun Chen was much more pitiful than him.
At least he lost clearly, but she was a fool who was kept in the dark.
The cleanest and purest person in the world was deceived by the most powerful liar in the world.
If Yun Chen had not entered the palace to save Nan Lijun, I'm afraid that "swindler" would have really succeeded.
Yan Shijiu raised his hand to touch Yun Chen's face, and wiped the sweat off her face with his sleeve lovingly.
He showed a simple smile like a child, but his dark eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge.
"What I can't have, no one else can have."
He said this with a smile.
Yun Chen sensed something was wrong from his unusual expression, but he could do nothing to resist. He could only let him carry him and walk to the back of the wide dragon throne.
He skillfully opened the hollow lattice fan, and a small compartment appeared in front of him, which contained simple tea sets, writing brushes, ink, paper, and an inkstone, as well as an armchair.
As he placed Yun Chen on the chair, he explained to her softly:
"When Lord Nanli was in court, I often listened to government affairs in this cubicle behind the dragon throne. You can't see clearly what's going on inside from the outside, but the sounds are clear. If you stay here obediently, you'll be able to watch a big show soon - the actors are very important, you will like it. Also, Xun Jian's family is in the Yancheng Martial Arts Hall. I had them sent there. I didn't mean to kill them. I lied to you."
He winked at Yun Chen playfully, and after saying this, he squatted down beside the chair.
He pulled Yun Chen's hand, buried his face deeply in it, sniffed and kissed it again and again with reluctance.
He showed his signature sunny and handsome smile as before, his eyes curved into stars, and said frivolously and jokingly in a tone he hadn't used in a long time:
"Give me a kiss, please? Otherwise, I'll never be able to kiss you again!"
Yun Chen didn't move, but the look of resistance in his eyes was enough to tell it all.
Yan Shijiu grinned wickedly, leaned towards Yun Chen, paused for a moment, and just gave her a light kiss on the forehead.
"Xiao Yunyun, promise me that you won't forget me."
After saying that, he stood up, gave Yun Chen a last deep look, and then closed the fan.
"The grass is green, the sheep are bleating..."
He hummed the tune that Yun Chen had sung for him, dusted off his robes, walked around the hall, and then sat down on the dragon throne with a casual look, looking relaxed, happy and domineering.
"A king has his own way of dying. The throne must be sat on."
He swung his arms leisurely, and the red rope on his wrist was faintly visible. It had been worn for many years and had already turned white and worn.
The sound of horse hooves outside was getting closer and closer, and the Tianwei Army surrounded the Yong'an Palace like a tide.
Yan Shijiu could even clearly hear the voices of Duan Jie and Fu Lin ordering a search of the palace and the slaughter of the last few dozen secret guards and bodyguards around him.
But there was no change on Yan Shijiu's face, he still shook his head as if he didn't care.
"I accept the loss. I'll win in my next life—"
Just as Yan Shijiu finished speaking, suddenly, a long arrow, accompanied by a strong wind, came from outside the hall and headed straight for his chest.
With Yan Shijiu's skills, he could easily avoid it, but he didn't move at all.
With a "puff" sound, the long arrow pierced Yan Shijiu's chest fiercely. The force was so great that it penetrated his back and nailed it firmly to the back of the chair, shaking the heavy dragon throne.
"Oh...it hurts."
Yan Shijiu frowned and groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looked up—
I saw a tall figure walking towards me, with a majestic aura and a sense of majesty without even being angry.
On the stern face, the phoenix eyes were as sharp as a sword, and the gaze was as calm as a mountain.
It was Huo Gannian.
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