Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 799 The Death of Yan Wuhuo
"Ye Mingjue unified Nanzhao?"

Rong Jin was a little shocked, because she had also heard a little about the situation in Nanzhao. How easy is it to regain power from the four kings?

But Ye Mingjue managed to do it, and it took less than half a year.

Yuan Qingchen hummed lightly and said: "Besides, he is going to get married next month, but it's a pity that he can't go to congratulate him in person."

Rong Jin looked at his son, although he hid it well, he could still see the sadness in his eyes.

She patted Yuan Qingchen's hand and said: "There will always be a chance to see each other in the future. After all the hard work, Ah Ning finally achieved a positive result. We should be happy for her."

Yuan Qingchen nodded, waved away the loneliness in his heart and said: "I plan to let Shen Yihan go to Nanzhao to congratulate Ye Mingjue, mother, do you have anything to give to Aning?"

"Then I'll give her a congratulatory gift. You wait. I'll ask your father what to give her." After Rong Jin finished speaking, he hurried to find Yan Feitong.

Yuan Qingchen shook his head with a smile, seeing his parents love each other so much, he felt a little envious in his heart.

Concentrating on his thoughts, he turned around and looked, just now he saw that girl Caiwei in the garden, why did she disappear in the blink of an eye?
When he comes to Rongyuan on weekdays, that girl is very clinging to him.

Yuan Qingchen felt that something was wrong, he searched around the yard but did not see Xiao Caiwei's shadow, at this moment he heard a painful groan coming from a room not far away.

He hurriedly searched for it, pushed open the closed door, and the smell of blood filled the room filled his nostrils.

Yan Wuhu who was lying on the bed had a dagger stuck in his chest, and the handle of the dagger was still in Xiao Caiwei's hand.

Blood spattered on her face, and her eyes had lost their usual innocence, and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Cai Wei."

Yuan Qingchen was shocked by Xiao Caiwei like this, in his eyes, since she lost her memory, she couldn't bear to trample an ant to death, how could she kill someone?
He reacted and figured it out immediately.

"Caiwei, you...you still remember?"

If it wasn't for recovering her memory, how could Xiao Caiwei, who has always been timid, kill her without any doubts?
She must have remembered everything, how the Xiao family was destroyed?
For some reason, at this moment, Yuan Qingchen was suddenly scared.

Xiao Caiwei pulled out the dagger that was stuck in Yan Wuhuo's chest, and then stabbed it in the abdomen again: "This knife is for my brother!"

Yan Wuhuo was already in extreme pain, but Xiao Caiwei didn't move towards a fatal place when he struck, so he still maintained a trace of sobriety, feeling the fear before death came.

Xiao Caiwei pulled out the dagger, blood splashed out again and landed on her forehead.

She laughed miserably, holding the dagger in both hands, and stabbed into Yan Wuhu's heart fiercely, exhausting all her strength: "You owe this to our Xiao family!"

"Cai Wei."

Yuan Qingchen couldn't stop him, he watched Xiao Caiwei's dagger plunge into Yan Wuhu's heart, this knife was the most deadly.

Yan Wuhu couldn't feel the pain anymore, he tilted his head and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, looking at his son with distracted eyes.

He wanted to call his name, but he couldn't do it for a long time. He saw Rong Jin walking slowly towards him in a bright light.

Yan Wuhuo wanted to shake her hand, but the Rong Jin in front of him suddenly turned into Yan Feitong, and he looked down at him with pity in his eyes.

Finally, the hand he stretched out in mid-air dropped heavily, ending his sad and ridiculous life.

(End of this chapter)