Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

King Jing's eyes were cold, looking at Xiyue, who was bleeding like a river, his heart was in pain, but...for something more important, he pointed at Ye Luojian's dying body, and shouted in a cold voice.

"Murong Xiyue, do you think this king really likes you? Want to marry you?"

"Hmph—do you know how much ridicule and neglect I have suffered since the day I got engaged to you, and being with a waste like you for the rest of my life is an insult to my dignity."

"If you are more sensible and ask for a divorce, this king may be able to save your humble life. Who told you that you are so desperate to get the position of Princess Jing, it is really shameless."

"I asked you to bring the imperial decree of marriage today, just to destroy the imperial decree and kill you. When the time comes, the imperial decree can't be found, and you accidentally fell and stabbed yourself... Hehe... everything will be perfect Finish."

"I forgot to tell you, Murong Xiyue, this king has wanted to kill you for a long time, and when I think of you as a good-for-nothing, this king feels sick—"

finished yelling,

King Jing squatted down, stretched out his hand to grope in Xiyue's arms, and the bright yellow imperial decree fell into King Jing's hands, his eyes lit up, and he kicked it cruelly, Xiyue's body flew out, bang With a bang, it slammed into the tree pole heavily, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking, and then it hit the stone slab again, splashing a mouthful of blood, and Xiyue's teary eyes were already ashes.

everything~~

It happened so fast and so suddenly that she didn't even have time to accept it, and she had already endured this cruel result.

Blood flowed down her body, instantly staining the landscape of the garden red. In the bloody mess, she vaguely saw that luxurious figure, wrapped in imperial edicts, stepping over her body... and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Dying, Xiyue's eyes were cold and tears were falling down, she finally understood - all this was just King Jing's plan...

It turned out that he had no intention of marrying himself at all, and because he was born with no spiritual power and could not cultivate, he hated himself, and the reason why he never did it was because he was concerned about the imperial decree of marriage in his hands.

The love in the past is deep and meaningful, holding hands to enjoy the flowers and the moon together, riding horses and galloping together, and playing together scenes emerge one after another.

It turned out that everything was fake.

——Is it because I love you too deeply, or is King Jing too good at acting?

Raising her eyes in pain, looking at the beauty of the world, Xiyue no matter how much she hates, how reluctant she is...can't stop the blood from flowing in her body, and finally... fixes her despairing eyes on a certain place...

The wind suddenly howled, and the petals seemed to know something, struggling to fall from the branches, covering Xiyue's body.

Such desolation——such beauty—

*

in the garden,

King Jing flicked his sleeves, his robes fluttered arrogantly, watching all this happen with aloofness and indifference, but he was in a very good mood.

Suddenly, King Jing tilted his head slightly. Outside the gate of Yuyi Palace, there seemed to be the sound of the Empress Dowager coming. Go to the main hall of Yuyi Palace.

——It's just an outdated concubine, she can't make a name for herself, let alone, who saw that she killed Murong Xiyue.

Containing his murderous aura, he sneered and walked towards the main hall of Yuyi Palace. Just as he stepped into the gate, he heard the voice of the concubine concubine talking to the concubine mother. Seeing King Jing walking in, he saluted the concubine. He asked with a kind smile.

"King Jing, is Xiyue with you..."

——But when the eyes moved down, the empress dowager and concubine Shu changed their expressions at the same time, and they were both startled and trembling.

"King Jing, what's the matter? What happened?"

There was sarcasm in King Jing's eyes, but his expression was filled with sadness. With a plop, he knelt heavily in front of the concubine——

"I beg the concubine to give me the sin... Mo Yuan is guilty... Xiyue... Xiyue, she..."

…………