Red waist breaking line

Chapter 813

Shan Pu laughed strangely a few times: "Husband? That's my husband, not yours. You are not worthy of someone as fickle as you. I brought you here today just to let him see... to see the final fate of a heartless woman like you..."

She pulled out a shuttle blade from her back and waved it in the moonlight.

"Xiao Chunfeng? Why are you here? Why?" Hongye completely lost her composure. She turned her back and began to dig the still moist grave soil with her bare hands. She didn't believe he was dead. She wanted to dig up this grave of lies and expose this scam. She dug up a stump. The stump had not yet completely rotted, but the purple scars were still vivid. She grabbed her throat fiercely. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. She wanted to cry, but her eye sockets were dry, dry to the point of pain, dry to the point of cracking, dry to the point of burning, and then burn herself to death and bury him.

Shan Pu smiled strangely, as if she couldn't see Hongye's madness, and only talked to herself: "I have nothing left, I'm dying, but even if I die, I will take you with me... I want to avenge him... I will use this sharp blade that ended his life to take you down to the eighteen levels of hell..." She held the shuttle blade in both hands and stabbed it towards Hongye's back regardless of anything!

With Hongye's ability, it would have been easy to dodge this attack. But she couldn't think of anything at the moment, and couldn't react to anything. She only thought of Yang Yizhao - Yang Yizhao was dead, and her heart was empty. With an empty heart, what did it matter whether she was alive or dead? She smiled foolishly while holding her stump - until warm blood covered the back of her hand. This was not her blood.

Shu Yan, it was Shu Yan who stood in front of her and blocked the fatal blow for her.

Shan Pu fell to the ground with a laugh, spitting out blood. Countless poisonous insects crawled out of her body and evaporated in the light.

Shu Yan ignored the scars on her arm, protected Hong Ye's body with her backhand, and asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay?"

But Hongye had no time to answer him. She just wanted to go to the cemetery and be buried with Yang Yizhao.

Shu Yan gritted her teeth, reached out and hit her on the back of the head, knocking her to the ground, and carried her back.

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  When Mu Tong woke up and couldn't find Xiao Ye, he was so angry that the whole world exploded. He blamed the enemy for being cunning, and even more so, he blamed himself for being so stupid that he was poisoned by the incense. He deserved to die! Qi Ji took action as soon as he woke up and began to look for Hong Ye's whereabouts. Bai Shu was also as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. As for Dai Qin's personal soldiers, they ran away as soon as they received the information from Yandu City. Everyone in the world knows that Yang Yizhao is Hong Ye's beloved. Now that he heard the news of Yang Yizhao's death, would he dare to stay here and wait for death?

Mu Tong held Bai Shu down and ordered him to stay where he was, while he led his personal soldiers to conduct a carpet search of the surrounding area. When they were three miles away, they saw Shu Yan holding the unconscious Hong Ye and slowly walking towards the village.

Mu Tong rushed forward with a few big steps, and cursed: "How dare you, you little white face..." and was about to take Hongye back. But Shu Yan held Hongye tighter in her arms, frowned and said: "She has learned about Yang Yizhao's death, and she has been greatly shocked and feels very uncomfortable... Don't touch her, just let her sleep."

When everyone returned to the village, Bai Shu checked Hongye's pulse and said, "It is true that she was quite stimulated. I'll give her some tranquilizing pills to drink, hoping that it will help her calm down. For now, the only solution is to rest."

Mu Tong sighed: "I really hope she can rest for the rest of her life, otherwise how will she face it after waking up... Oh! Where is Qi Ji? Did he go to Yandu City?"

Bai Shu nodded: "Qi Ji said that we have to confirm the truth of the intelligence. If Prince Consort Yang really died at the hands of the enemy, there is no point in us going into danger again. It would be better to return home directly." Mu Tong hummed: "Yeah, that's what I mean. No matter what, we can't stay here like this."

Bai Shu patted Mu Tong's shoulder and said, "You must take care of yourself. I think His Majesty may lose his mind for a while. Dozens of people here are relying on you to support them."

Mu Tong glanced at Shu Yan who was beside the bed, and saw that Shu Yan was completely focused on Hong Ye, as if Hong Ye was everything to him. He couldn't help but say, "Having dozens of wives is tiring enough, and now there's another gigolo."

Bai Shu also glanced at Shu Yan, and suddenly winked at Mu Tong: "It's crowded here, let's go out and talk."

Mu Tong followed Bai Shulai to a quiet place outside and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Shu hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't you think that Shu Yan... is a little bit strange?"

Unexpectedly, Mu Tong rolled her eyes and said, "Isn't it wrong? Look at his eyes, like a candied date, sticky and sticky, wishing he could grow on Madam Poison. If Madam Poison died now, do you believe that this kid would commit suicide immediately?"

Bai Shu waved his hand and said, "That's not what I meant. I meant... this person looks almost exactly like Prince Consort Yang, but he's not Prince Consort Yang himself. But you said he has another background, but he has completely forgotten his past... I have an unfounded intuition that this matter may be related to the person in Yandu City."

Mu Tong glared and said, "The person is dead, what's the point? You can't use a corpse to revive, right? Even if you can use a corpse to revive, how can it be such a coincidence that the corpse you borrow looks exactly like your original self and is a few years younger?"

Bai Shu said: "The man in Yandu City and Prince Consort Yang are both beneficiaries of the power of the Jade Spirit, and the power of the Jade Spirit is mysterious and cannot be treated in the usual way."

"You've studied a lot about this stuff, but I know nothing about it." Mu Tong said, "What's the difference between you discussing this with me and playing the lute to a cow?"

Bai Shu said, "I don't want to discuss Bi Ling with you. What I mean is that it doesn't matter even if we can't figure out the secret of Bi Ling. The most important thing is the safety of His Majesty. This is a God-given opportunity. We just happen to have this child. That will give us a buffer. Even if we lie, we can't just watch His Majesty commit suicide for love, right?"

Mu Tong understood instantly: "After all, you researchers are talented and have a lot of ideas. This is a solution. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to do anything once she wakes up. Quick, we have to think about how to make this happen."

Bai Shu said, "No hurry. After taking the Anzhen Pill, you will need to sleep for at least three days. Qi Ji will be back soon. We will decide the next step based on the information he brings back. I will try my best to explain the details about Bi Ling, but as for that child -" he pointed to the "Sister Wang Stone" in the room, and said, "it's up to you to take care of it."

Mu Tong laughed: "It's not a big deal for me, it turns out to be just this little thing. This pretty boy is easy to handle, don't worry, leave it to me."