Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 596 The God of Darkness (3)

Trembling uncontrollably in his heart, Shen Jingshu pursed his lips, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Go back to where I came from."

Xuanyuan Jing's phoenix eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be a dangerous gleam in the eyes.

Seeing him stretching out his hand, she thought he was going to kill herself, so she closed her eyes subconsciously, waiting for the god of death to come.

However, the imaginary cold and murderous hand did not touch her neck for a long time, and a scream of panic suddenly pierced the cold night.

What followed was the sound of struggling beating.

She realized something was wrong, and suddenly opened her eyes, but the scene she saw made her eyes hurt, and her chest was burning with anger.

"Let her go!" she sternly yelled, "I am the one who wants to escape, and I am the one who poisoned the maid and the guards, and it has nothing to do with my maidservant!"

The bright moon is in the hands of Xuanyuan mirror.

Just looking at Mingyue's bluish-purple face in the blink of an eye, one can tell that Xuanyuan Mirror has fallen under gravity.

However, her words failed to make Xuanyuan Jing let go, on the contrary, the next moment, a "click" sound floated into her ears clearly.

Her eyes widened, and at this moment, she felt her heart was being grabbed, making her breathless.

Then she saw that Xuanyuan Mirror threw Mingyue at her feet like throwing a rag.

"Remember, if you run away next time, Gu will directly break the necks of your two maidservants."

Xuanyuan Jing's voice was cold and thin, without any ups and downs.

"Come here, take the three of them back."

Shen Jingshu didn't know when Xuanyuan Mirror left.

How she was brought back to Phoenix Feather Palace was not very clear to her.

All she knew was that when her thoughts returned to her place, she was already in the main hall of Fengyu Palace.

And Mingzhu was crying, the cry was shrill, and tears flowed freely.

Her throat tightened, she stood up, walked slowly to Mingzhu's side, put her trembling hands on her shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't cry...I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already red.

It's all because of her.

If she hadn't proposed this Lao Shizi's escape plan, what happened tonight would not have happened, Mingyue is still fine at the moment.

Mingzhu was speechless, but kept shaking her head, telling her with actions that she was not to blame for all this.

She understood Mingzhu's meaning, and she felt more and more guilty about it.

"Mingzhu, go find some clean clothes." Her voice choked slightly, "We worked together to change for Mingyue and let her go away clean."

Even though she was reluctant to give up, she dared not forget the principle that the dead can rest in peace.

"Yeah." Mingzhu answered with a choked voice, wiped the tears and snot from her face with her sleeves, got up and went back to the room, looking for clothes.

She sat down beside the soft couch, arranging Mingyue's somewhat messy hair and clothes with red eyes.

Her hand suddenly touched the carotid artery, touched the weak beating, her whole body froze, and her heart shook violently.

Afraid that she felt something was wrong, she hurriedly pulled Mingyue's wrist to catch her wrist pulse, and then tested her breath again.

After confirming that Mingyue was not dead, she was overjoyed, and quickly took out a passion cardamom from her bosom, stuffed it into Mingyue's mouth, and then stood by her side.

Not long after, Mingzhu came out from the apse, her eyes were wet and red, obviously she cried again just now.

"Princess, here are the clothes."

"Well, let's put it aside for now." She said, "Sit down and rest for a while, and when you're done, let's help Mingyue go back to rest."

(End of this chapter)