Qingqiu is difficult

Lu Xinyi felt dizzy. She really didn't know how to title this chapter.

I had to think of something with a sense of time.

Yaming's hand didn't loosen up at all. She raised her lips, looked at the ferocious woman in front of her with pride, and said with a smile:

"Princess, do you remember that slave who was executed to please you? She was a girl who grew up with me, but princess, I executed her myself just to please you."

Speaking of this, Ya Ming's eyes were filled with tears and her lips were blue. In her mind, she recalled the details of how Lian'er and she had played together since childhood and were punished to kneel together. If she hadn't been obsessed with it, she wanted to please Xin Yi. How could Lian'er die tragically after gaining a place in the palace!

Lu Xinyi grabbed the vine. Her whole head was so full of blood that it was about to break. She struggled to spit out a few words:

"I can't bear to kill Lian'er, but you want to kill her, so what does it have to do with me!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ya Ming's hand was harder, and countless vines appeared behind her. The top of each vine turned into countless sharp blades and rushed towards Xin Yi.

"What I hate is not that Lian'er died in vain, I hate you! I have obviously tried so hard to please you! My brother and I have tried our best to please you, but you treat us like nothing. You have the innate With such nobility and arrogance, you have never looked at us!"

After that, the sharp blade pierced into Xinyi's lower back, thighs, and soles of the feet. For a moment, Lu Xinyi felt that her whole body could no longer move. Although the pain was so painful that she was already numb, as long as she struggled a little longer, the wound would be deeper. One inch.

A stream of heat surged from his internal organs to his throat, his pupils tightened, and a mouthful of hot blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

I can't remember how many times I had this feeling of dying.

Lu Xinyi's eyelashes trembled slightly. Will the editor-in-chief come to save her this time? But her statistics are so bad, and now that the male protagonist is dead again, it would be the best ending for her to die like this.

Ya Ming's voice came to my ears:

"I hate you. To you, we are just a stone under our feet. No matter how many winds and rains we go through, for you, as long as you can still step on it, you will step on it without looking back, and you will not... …”

She pulled back the vines with force, and in an instant, the entire back garden was covered with blood and flesh, and it was no longer clear where the flesh and blood was. At this moment, it was all turned into fine minced meat, scattered around Xin Yi's gorgeous clothes.

Lu Xinyi opened her eyes and removed the vines from her neck. She breathed heavily, but every time she breathed, she felt heart-rending pain.

She never wanted to experience that feeling of not having a single piece of intact skin or a piece of uninjured flesh on her body.

Let's end it like this!

For a time, she recalled millions of scenes in her mind. She recalled her failed first half of life. Yaming only knew that they were stones that no one cared about, but to the elites in this world, how could she, Lu Xinyi, be the same?

She remembered that she had not come to Qingqiu to write a novel, but to get rid of the pain of unemployment and failure. Her story had ended before it even began. Her life was bleak, and she occasionally discovered that I can write novels, but every novel I write is thrown into the street.

She thought of her miserable first twenty years. Yes, she came to Qingqiu originally to end her miserable and painful life. This life with no bright spots and no worries really made her unable to think of the meaning of nostalgia.

In the real world, her life is worse than that of Ya Ming. She has no relatives, and the only person who has the most contact with her is the editor. Because she is afraid of loneliness, she has lived countless characters in her writing, and the results of these characters are as bleak as her own. But each of them has more or less carried her emotions.

Her kindness and her evil were stripped into different people, and they came to life at her fingertips, accompanying her through lonely and hopeless nights.

But when death was approaching, Lu Xinyi's body instinctively sprouted a burst of courage——

If I am going to die, can you please let me say goodbye to my characters properly? At the last moment of his life, a voice suddenly sounded from behind his head.

"wave!"

A young man wearing golden armor rushed forward, grabbed Ya Ming's neck, and lifted her into the air:

"You're tired of living! What are you doing!"

Nasen's eyes were red, and the veins on her hands were bulging. Yaming's face was pale, and she was digging into Nasen's palms with both hands. Under the huge hand strength, she could not move, let alone have any vitality to regenerate the vines.

Nasen only felt a roar in his head. He threw Yaming to the side of the pillar. There was a dull thud on the stone pillar. Yaming fell from the stone pillar and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Her eyes were so painful that she burst into tears because of the severe injuries, but with her mouth full of blood, she suddenly smiled crazily. How could Nasen have the energy to care about her? He hurriedly ran to Xin Yi, but with this broken body, for a moment, he didn't know Where to start.

He knelt on the ground, trembling hands, and gestured on Xin Yi's body. One or two tears fell into the pool of blood. He stretched out his hands helplessly.

"Niao... Niao, I'm sorry... it's me... I'm late..."

Lu Xinyi looked at him. At this moment, she didn't expect that people would be numb when she was in severe pain. She struggled to smile, and even laughed twice, but then, the blood in her throat made her feel numb. She coughed slightly.

However, every cough brought more severe tearing.

"Ha...ha, I was...pierced into...a puddle of...meat."

Nasen had already burst into tears. He covered Xin Yi's mouth, only that part was still intact.

"Don't... don't talk. Just wait. I'll call the doctor right away. I'll call the doctor right now."

"Nasen!" Xin Yi hurriedly called him. Nasen turned around, with tears on his face, "You...don't...stop stuttering when you speak."

Only then did he notice that all the words he had just spoken were in Yue Guoyu, but there was not a single pause that was beyond his control.

Xin Yi smiled, but Na Sen cried even harder.

Lu Xinyi said with difficulty: "You... what did you write in those letters I stole from you..."

Nasen held Xin Yi's finger and knelt on the ground. He seemed to understand that even if he called a doctor now, it would be difficult to save Xin Yi's life.

He tried his best to smile: "I have written, Eqi Ge (father), I want to marry the princess of Jingguo. Please give me some time. When the princess is attracted to me, please... give me permission... "

As he spoke, his eyelashes were already full of tears.

Xin Yi said angrily: "Since... since I found out that the letter was lost... why didn't you... remind me and keep me in the dark... I thought it was really stolen... when it came... between Yue Kingdom and Qingqiu... ...Confidential documents..."

"I'm sorry..." Nasen put his forehead on Xin Yi's finger, his cheek was stained with blood, "I don't know... I stole that letter for you, I don't know... I don't know you I don’t know the Chinese character Yue Guo…”

"I didn't dare to tell you face to face. I only knew that you could steal letters. I didn't know that you didn't know the Chinese characters of Yue Guo. I was still complacent about it for a long time. It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."