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Chapter 624 I Love You So Much
A long case with a knife on it.

That was Jin Yanchen's knife.

After he was promoted to the position of Shangjun, he spent a lot of money to build his own first knife that truly belonged to him. He carried it with him for many years and never left it.

The blade is made of black iron, so dark that it seems that no matter how bright the light shines on it, it will be swallowed.There is only a line of blue frost on the blade, showing its sharpness and strength.

This knife now belongs to Mu Dianke.

Everything about Jin Yanchen—his sword, his status, wealth, and the bitter hatred that he will bear on him who will never know when it will be snowed—are all inherited by Mu Dianke.

The way she held the knife made Chang Qianfo's eyes burn like fire.

"Tomorrow, I will carry the coffin to the south of Sichuan."

Mu Dianke lowered his eyes, his pale fingertips slid across the back of the knife, his voice was flat and low, like a single string, unable to play the joy and sorrow of the qin player:

"There are many old members of the Jin family scattered in the mountains in southern Sichuan. What Xu Younan means is that my surname is not good, and I want to gather these people together, and I want to get married in the dark."

"boom--"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the table between the two was thrown away.The table leg hit the wall, was bounced back again, and went straight towards Mu Dianke.In the end, it hit Chang Qianfo.

Mu Dianke was thrown on the ground by Chang Qianfo, who grabbed the knife from his hand and threw it through the window.

Gui Ruo and Gui Xiang had been guarding outside the door, and when they heard the sound, they rushed in, but Mu Dianke threw a futon over with his backhand, and shouted back, "Get out!"

She didn't even resist at all, and the linen mourning dress on her body was easily torn off by Chang Qianfo.

The suet skin was exposed, which didn't make the flames in his eyes burn hotter, but forced tears out of him.

"Just for that one thing, right? Just for that one thing, you can do anything for him."

Those black obsidian eyes contained tears, and stared at her fiercely: "What about me? He is so important, what am I?"

You are my most beloved person.

Mu Dianke said silently in his heart.She couldn't speak.

Since Ah Ku sacrificed herself and snatched her out of the fire, she no longer lived for herself.Even if you love him again, you still have to let him go.

"Follow me..." His high-spirited head hangs down, biting her neck, it has nothing to do with lust, but more like venting his grievances: "Don't be buried with him...don't be such a poor saint anymore. You If you want revenge, I will report it to you."

There was only a tear in Mu Dianke's eyes where he couldn't see.

She still shook her head.

"You have a better life, Thousand Buddha." She whispered: "And I have no choice for a long time. This is fate."

"Bullshit!" Chang Qianfo raised his head, hissing like a wounded leopard.

She still couldn't let go of Jin Yanchen, and would rather be his second wife, a widow, than walk the unfinished road for him.

The kindness that Jin Yanchen had shown her that she had always remembered, at that moment just now, he really wanted to destroy it with his own hands.

But how could he be willing?It was a treasure that he held in the palm of his hand and was afraid of breaking it.

Mu Dianke's eyes were empty, and under Chang Qianfo's angry gaze, he was strangely quiet.

Quiet without emotion, heartless to hateful.

She pinched the flesh of her palm with her fingers, and she finally suppressed the tingle in her eyes.

"I'm sorry for falling in love with you. As long as it's what you want."

Probably this sentence completely defeated Chang Qianfo.

His muscles lost all his strength, and he just pressed down on her body heavily, without moving for a long time, and he didn't speak again.

Finally he sat up, took off his robe and covered Mu Dianke.

"I love you so much."

I love you so much, but you spoil yourself so much!

Mu Dian guessed that Chang Qianfo's last words were probably these words.

He has always been generous to others, even when he is extremely angry, he will not hurt others with bad words.

He finally didn't say the last half of the sentence, he was not willing to stab her.

The stone floor is really cool.

Mu Dianke was wrapped in the silver robe that still had Chang Qian Buddha's body temperature, and sat on the ground blankly, not knowing how long or when he was going to sit.

At what time does Liuying pounce on the window screen, dimly, without the past glory, she knows that the sky is already dawn.

If nothing else happened, Chang Jili would have received the so-called Chang Jihai's personal letter last night.Ling Fu, Liang Qing, including the heads of Huairentang, will all be punished.

No one dared to delay.

At the latest this morning, Ling Fu and Liang Qing will lead the iron guards to escort Chang Qianfo back to Luoyang.

He was heartbroken by her, probably, he couldn't wait to escape from this sad place, right?

Mu Dianke suddenly got up from the ground, his calf was numb after sitting for a long time, he staggered a step and barely stopped.With disheveled hair, she rushed out under the astonished gazes of Ming Palace disciples.

When Tan Qianqiu came to report, Qu Ya was sitting behind the long table, dealing with the pile of letters.

Xu Younan fell ill, Mu Dian had no mind to do things, others could not believe that he was the only one to do these things.

After listening to Tan Qianqiu's detailed report, Qu Ya was silent for a moment and asked, "Is there anyone accompanying?"

"Huo An went after him." Tan Qianqiu said: "Ghosts follow like ghosts."

Qu Ya nodded and said nothing more.

"Ghosts are loyal if they look like ghosts." After a while, he sighed with emotion.Show your attitude of letting go of the matter.

As long as Mu Dian is safe.As for whether she will go back on her word, whether she will choose to follow Chang Qianfo desperately, that is her freedom.

Those who should stay will not go, and those who should go will not stay.

Mu Dianke ran after the carriage.

Horses and chariots rattled up smoke and dust.

Standing in the thick fog where Huangai gathered, she watched the blue cloth carriage surrounded by iron guards on tall horses go farther and farther on the pale yellow ancient road, and finally turned into a small black spot and disappeared into the sky .

"He's gone." She lowered her head and said softly.

There was no one behind her, she told herself.

Beside the road grew a clump of wild gardenias, with very thin branches and leaves, and a few green and yellowish buds standing upright.

She thought of the plump gardenia with white flowers and fragrant fragrance outside the meeting hall.

After a busy day outside, a sweaty man crept up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his face in his thick hair and sniffed vigorously: "My wife smells so sweet!"

***
"Really dead?"

A whole night has passed since the news of Jin Yanchen's death came out, and Wang Xuan still couldn't believe his ears.

That bloody night four days ago still left him with lingering fear.

"That's right." Chen Ning said, "There was a rebellion inside the Ming Palace last night, and two superiors died. If Jin Yanchen is not dead, how would they have the guts to start a rebellion?"

He took a sip of tea, calmed down, and told Wang Xuan the news he had just inquired about: "Qu Ya and Xu Younan tried their best to help Mu Dianke take the position, and respect her as the sixth lady... Heh, two old foxes who are so smart in their assholes !"

(End of this chapter)