shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

"Why don't you kill me, Your Highness?"

Pei Qing raised her eyebrows, with a tired and lazy look on her face.He looked lazy, as if the sharp sword between his neck didn't exist at this moment.

"What about you? Why don't you make a move?"

Song Qinghuai's warm eyebrows were frozen, his hand moved forward again, the tip of the sword penetrated a few inches, piercing the flesh.A stream of blood snaked down and sank into the collar.

"If I hurt you... the princess will be upset."

Pei Qing raised her hand, wiped the blood stains from the corner of her lips, and looked up at him indifferently: "Is this not good? Your Highness, hurry up, so as not to worry about the future."

Song Qinghuai frowned, but froze.

"Brother!"

Song Qing'an's voice suddenly sounded behind him, even Pei Qing was stunned for a moment.Seeing this, Song Qinghuai couldn't help looking back.

But seeing Song Qing'an's black hair cascading down behind him.She held the golden hairpin in one hand, and pressed the sharp head of the hairpin against her neck, her eyes sparkling with fire: "Brother, let him go."

"Your Highness, forgive me! The princess dared to stop her with her life."

Linyuan and Guanshan looked ashamed, and pleaded guilty to Song Qinghuai.

God knows how terrified they were when they saw Song Qingan really stabbing the hairpin in.

They also didn't dare to knock her out, because Zhu Yan had warned before that the princess was weak, if she fell into a faint suddenly, she might not be able to wake up.

Therefore, in the face of a Song Qing'an who was threatening to die, the two of them were helpless, so they could only hold their noses and bring her here.

Song Qinghuai didn't have time to punish these two dereliction of duty subordinates, so he rarely tried to persuade Song Qingan, but said coldly: "Qing'an, don't mess around."

"Brother, Qing'an knows what he's doing." Song Qing'an said as he walked towards them slowly, "But no matter what, I will take him away today."

When she saw Pei Qing, the red dress was dazzlingly red, and the oozing dark red all showed how many scars he had on his body.

Song Qing'an frowned, and his eye sockets were a little sore and swollen.

"Qing'an, don't come here again." Song Qinghuai said threateningly, and exerted a little force on his hands. Pei Qing gave a low moan at the right time, successfully stopping Song Qing'an's footsteps.

"Brother...do you really want to use Pei Qing to threaten me?"

Song Qing'an looked sad, but after a moment's pause, she continued to walk forward.

"Since that's the case... I can only use myself..."

Song Qingan hooked the corners of her lips, and the wind blew past, lifting the black hair that covered the side of her neck.Song Qinghuai then saw clearly the glaring wound on the white neck.

His pupils shrank slightly, as if he had guessed something.But Song Qingan moved faster than he expected.

The sound of the hairpin piercing was very soft, but Song Qinghuai could hear it clearly.His sword hand trembled imperceptibly.

The point of the hairpin in Song Qing'an's hand had already sunk into her neck, and the piercing pain made her tremble uncontrollably, and she almost couldn't even stand still.

She frowned, but the corners of her lips rose again, as if she was crying and laughing: "Brother... if... if you kill him, then... I will let him... go with him..."

She stumbled and gasped heavily as she endured the pain.

Pei Qing was sitting on the ground, and Song Qing'an was walking towards her with her back in sight. If she ignored the eye-catching wound, she would be more stunning than ever...with black hair and red clothes.

He turned his eyes away, and said in a low voice: "Princess, our family is not worth treating you like this. Your Highness is right, our family...is a person who deserves to die."

"When... when did I allow you to make decisions for me?"

Song Qing'an's eyes were fixed on Song Qinghuai, and the hand holding the golden hairpin trembled with force: "Brother, if you want to kill him, kill me first."

Her eyes were scarlet, and there was madness and paranoia in her eyes. Blood dripped from the corner of her lips, dyeing her lips extremely red: "I'll ask again, brother, will you... let him go?"

Song Qinghuai's hand holding the sword was no longer steady, his breath was getting heavy, and his eyes were complicated, as if he was looking at a stranger: "Yue'er, for him... are you going to be my enemy?"

Song Qing'an smiled sadly, and approached the hall as he bumped his feet.This time Song Qinghuai didn't stop her, just looked at her silently.

"Brother...how could Qing'an want to be an enemy of brother? Day and night in the cold palace, Qing'an is always looking forward to his return and meeting him..."

"But...brother, after he died, I found...I wasn't happy at all."

Song Qingan lowered his eyes, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.She supported the ground with one hand, took a few breaths, and said: "Didn't brother always want me to go... Let Pei Qing go, and I will take him away from the palace. Never... never come back."

Song Qinghuai's sword had already been lowered, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his jaw was tightly stretched.

"Brother, I have...never begged you for anything in all these years. Just once, please, brother...make an exception for me once."

Crystal tears rolled down and slid across the corner of his mouth.Blood and tears were mixed together, Song Qing'an seemed to sob, and lowered his head slightly.The black hair behind her fell down with her movements and draped over her shoulders, as if someone was hugging her from behind.

Pei Qing's knuckles resting on the ground moved slightly, as if she wanted to wipe away her tears and straighten her temples.

He has done this thousands of times.But now...it's so difficult.

His eyelashes drooped, and he suddenly remembered that one night, Song Qing'an lay on his lap with her hair covered, reciting poems.

"Wan Shenlang's knee, where is it not pitiful"

At that time, the soft reciting sound seemed to be in my ears, but in front of my eyes was my lover who was pleading for him.

Song Qinghuai stared at her with no emotion on his face, as if he had fallen into endless contemplation.

"Brother...are you still unwilling to agree?"

Song Qing'an murmured, with endless sadness in his words.With a sudden force, she pulled out the golden hairpin. After the obstruction was removed, the blood flowed even more unscrupulously, and soon soaked the collar.

While she was moving, she called out loudly: "Zhuyan!"

Zhu Yan appeared like a ghost and rushed straight to Song Qinghuai.The latter was stunned for a moment by Song Qingan's sudden move, but before he could resist, he was rushed out of the hall by the bamboo smoke.

Linyuan and Guanshan were only stunned for a moment, and then immediately stepped forward, one of them restrained Zhuyan, and the other protected Song Qinghuai.

"You are crazy!"

Lin Yuan said angrily, but when he saw Zhu Yan coughing up blood due to forced exercise, his anger dissipated a little.

The moment Song Qinghuai was brought out, Song Qing'an chuckled softly.She took out another fire pocket from the skirt, looked back at Pei Qing: "You are not good at finding things."

The next moment, she blew it on fire, raised her bare hand, and the hall was instantly engulfed in flames.

Song Qing'an opened her hands holding the two earrings. She looked at them for a while, as if she saw that snowy night through the ordinary earrings.

"I don't want to think about it. If so... I am willing to die with you."

She snorted lightly, and then threw the earrings into the flames.

Pei Qing narrowed her eyes, and said softly when she saw this, "Is the princess lost now? Our family has been preserved for a long time..."

Song Qing'an smiled at him, and then slowly moved towards Pei Qing's side.She squinted her eyes contentedly, her smiling face was like spring flowers shining in water.

"Pei Qing... finally... finally there are only two of us here."

Song Qing'an held his face in his hands, eyes full of obsession: "Now... I can be with you forever."

"Pei Qing, when we first met on a snowy night, I... couldn't escape anymore."

I have looked at it all my life, so far all the year round.

Pei Qing held her hand, her lacquered eyes were dark.

"Even if you die...are you willing?"

"willingly."

Song Qingan answered softly, then leaned forward and kissed her.