Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 468

She saw Ouyang Cheng lying powerlessly in a pool of blood, her eyes were shining with pain, and she rushed over, crying and hugging Ouyang Cheng's body.

"Brother, brother, it's me, it's Xia, I'm younger sister, open your eyes and look at me, brother, brother—"

She wept heartbroken, and tears fell on Ouyang Cheng's pale face.

"Xia, Xia——" Ouyang Cheng moved his lips tremblingly, he stretched out his hand, leaned against her cheek with difficulty, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingers.

"Brother, brother can't help you fulfill your wish, that hundred-mile crown, the most beautiful and most beautiful hundred-mile crown—"

He held it up with trembling hands, as if he wanted to personally wear the dreamy hundred-mile crown to Ouyang Xia.

There was a strange and complicated light in his eyes, and he didn't regret it until now.

However, it was too late for him to regret, too late, if he had been more clear-headed and resisted the temptation to unify the world, if he had listened to Ouyang Xia and not sent troops to attack Chunqiu without authorization, maybe today Nothing will happen.

However, never if.

His regret can only be turned into a cup of bitter wine now, and he has to swallow it by himself, swallow it.

"Brother—you talk, brother, don't sleep, brother, please, don't fall asleep, brother—sister doesn't want anything, sister only wants brother, please don't have anything to do with brother. Brother, you can't die, You can't leave your sister alone. Brother, brother, brother—”

Ouyang Xia slapped Ouyang Cheng's face hard, but Ouyang Cheng's eyes were closed forever, and he could never call back.

"Brother -" Ouyang Xia raised her head to the sky and yelled, she cried sadly and indignantly.

The man in the blue shirt had an unusually gentle face. He stretched out his soft and delicate hands slowly, and landed on Ouyang Xia's shoulder: "Princess, people cannot be resurrected after death, let's mourn!"

Ouyang Xia looked back, her eye sockets were full of blood, and strong hatred filled her eyes.She pointed at the tip of his nose and complained, "It's you, it's you, it's you who killed my brother."

"Presumptuous! In front of the palace lord, how can you allow a wild girl to behave wildly!" The long-clothed man in green next to the blue-shirted man, the long sword in his hand was shining coldly.

well? ——The man in the blue shirt flicked the long sword of the guest in Tsing Yi.

Boom—the force of his fingertips pierced the blade, and there was a hole in the blade immediately, a hole from a fingerprint.

"Little girl, brothers and sisters are deeply in love, and it is inevitable to be impulsive. Hall Master Feng, I am making a fuss out of a molehill."

The man in the blue shirt sighed softly: "Actually, the deity also persuaded the prince, but he insisted on practicing this kung fu that is easy to go mad, and the deity can't help it."

A gentle smile floated in his eyes.

"However, this deity can also feel the pain of losing your brother. How about this one? I don't make it difficult for you. You can still continue to be your Princess Xueyang and live in the Princess Mansion in Chaoyang. The deity arranges a large group of maids to serve you and protect you for the rest of your life. Wealthy, well-fed, what does the princess want?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Ouyang Xia's mouth. She looked at this man who looked gentle and kind on the surface, but he was actually a vicious person with a vicious heart.

When he smiled, it was as if spring breeze was blowing on his face, he felt sincere, and he looked like a clean and bright uncle. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, his smile would look friendly and gentle in her eyes at this moment.

However, her elder brother Ouyang Cheng had just died in his hands, and his tendons were broken due to his so-called Huagong Dafa, but he was able to arrange the rest of her life with a calm face and a smile. She felt inexplicably It was cold, cold to the deepest corners.

This person is so terrifying, so terrifying that she can't describe it. She doesn't know what words to use to describe him. She just feels that she is cold all over, but she can't wait to pierce his chest with a sword and take a look at his heart. , Look at that heart, is it made of stone or steel?

"Princess." The man in blue shirt ignored Ouyang Xia's sarcastic light, and smiled softly.

"Princess, have you thought about it?"

"How can a cunning and shameless villain like you have such a good heart to worry about me?"

Ouyang Xia didn't believe him at all, her cold eyes fell on his kindly smiling face.

"You might as well be upright and straight to the point, saying that you need the help of this princess, and that you need this princess to clarify one thing for you, saying that you have justifiably inherited Chaoyang's rule."

The guest in Tsing Yi had a serious expression on his face, he wanted to teach Ouyang Xia a lesson.

clap clap-

The blue-shirted man gave a warning to stop the reckless behavior of the green-clothed guest. He smiled lightly and applauded Ouyang Xia's words, and there seemed to be a gleam of appreciation in his warm black eyes.

"People in the world say that the crown prince of Chaoyang is extremely intelligent and the smartest person in Chaoyang. But they are all wrong. According to this deity, the princess is the smartest one in Chaoyang."

Ouyang Xia gave him a disdainful look.

"I don't need your Excellency's appreciation. This princess will tell you the truth. It is absolutely impossible to exchange the glory and wealth of this princess for the rest of her life in the hands of others."

The brilliance in her eyes was firm and sure, without any compromise.

"If the princess is so uncooperative, don't you worry?"

The man in the blue shirt said with a soft smile on his face, but his voice was slightly cold.

Ouyang Xia twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled coldly.

"If you want to kill this princess, you can do it as early as in the Chaoyang Palace. Why bring me out to see my brother for the last time? If you don't want to use this princess, you can kill her early, can't you? This is the kind of person you used to be, you will keep those who are worthless, hehe—"

She sneered three times, staring at the guest in Tsing Yi beside him like lightning.

The face of the guest in Tsing Yi changed slightly, and his eyes flickered.

The blue-shirted man's face was warm and moist as usual. He smiled lightly, and his deep black eyes suddenly became shiny.

"But has anyone told the princess such a sentence? Smart people never like the conclusions given by others, especially this deity." He raised his hands together, and a strong wind blew Ouyang Xia back three steps in a row, rushing fell to the ground.

Blood was slowly flowing from the corners of her soft lips.

The man in the blue shirt smiled like a drizzle in the spring breeze, and he said lightly: "The princess does have some use value in this deity, but it's a pity that the princess gave up this value. Does the princess know? Without your opening, this deity can still be justified Since the living do not want to cooperate, the dead can also cooperate with the deity's plan. Although the original plan is a bit tortuous and the deity needs to do more things, the result is still the same."

His eyes are calm and clear.

"Whether the deity wanted to kill you, it was the princess who forced the deity to do it. Don't blame the deity. If you don't speak and obey, then the deity can ignore it at all and treat it as if you don't know anything. It's a pity that some people are always too self-righteous and always want to show off their intelligence, so don't blame the deity for making the move."

A sharp electric current flashed across his fingertips, and the light reached Ouyang Xia's eyebrows.Ouyang Xia, who fell on the ground, hugged Ouyang Cheng's body beside her tightly, and she closed her eyes peacefully.

She knew that her martial arts were far inferior to his, so let her die.Anyway, for her now, her country is destroyed, her relatives are gone, and she has no life to love, and her death is a kind of fulfillment, but a kind of relief.

Otherwise, she would live on meddling, watching the dynasty fall into the hands of thieves, and the demon who killed her father and brother ascend to the throne of Chaoyang Datong with her own eyes, but she could do nothing, and her life would be worse than death.

Therefore, she deliberately provoked this person, and she wanted this person to kill her, and killed her with her own hands. Then, there is still a glimmer of hope for the Xingyue Dynasty, and there will be hope.

Her blood book may have reached the Feiying Dynasty at this moment. That broad-minded emperor will definitely get rid of this demon for Chaoyang and the people of the world.

And she has nothing to worry about.

When the light shot straight into the center of her eyebrows, she smiled happily, and she smiled sweetly and happily.

She wants to use her blood to do the last thing in Chaoyang, she wants to use her blood to wake up the people of Chaoyang, to wake them up, to live in the world with blood, instead of groveling, willing to live under the feet of thieves.

When she died, she lay peacefully in Ouyang Cheng's arms, in the arms of the brother who doted on her since she was a child. She hated him, and she complained about his brother, but he was the only brother in the world who was dearest to her. love brother.

When the man in the blue shirt emitted that light, he already regretted it.Unexpectedly, he would be fooled by Ouyang Xia. She was clearly provoking him, provoking him to kill her.

He sighed lightly, why did he act impulsively?
Is it because of the heroic spirit floating between Ouyang Xia's brows and eyes?Is it her occasional sweet and crisp silver bell voice?So when she scolded him so rudely, in his mind, for a moment, that familiar and beautiful face flashed in his eyes, overlapping with Ouyang Xia in a trance.

That look infuriated him inexplicably, making him strike mercilessly.The man in the blue shirt stared at his hands in a daze. His hands were clean and soft, not stained with any blood, but why, he seemed to sense the feeling of blood flowing through his palms, hot and blood red The memories rushed towards him overwhelmingly.

Suddenly, he broke out in cold sweat.

The person in green at the side had never seen such an expression on the face of the man in blue shirt. The expression was complex, filled with remorse, self-blame, sadness, despair, and strong hatred.

"Palace Master." He couldn't help calling in a low voice.

"What should I do next?"

The man in the blue shirt probably also noticed that he had lost his composure, and suddenly his expression recovered, his gentle smile was still there, and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

As if the look just now had never appeared in his eyes, he was still the master of the Nether Palace with a calm smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)