The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 505 Everything is under control (eight)
"Want him?" Liu Yan raised an eyebrow and asked.

Shen Qiaoyan took a step forward, "What did you do to him?"

"Too many." Liu Yanxin sneered, and slowly moved to Jun Zechen's side, her slender fingers brushed Jun Zechen's handsome face, "Shen Qiaoyan, are you familiar with him?" This face, his eyes, nose, lips"

As Liu Yanxin said it, her finger moved across the position she said on her mouth.

Looking at Jun Zechen lying quietly on the stretcher in front of him, Shen Qiaoyan's mind was full of Jun Zechen's stupid and shrewd appearance in the past, his fresh and handsome face, the pair of Ziye She never forgot her radiant pupils and her slender body.

If possible, she wanted to give him her life back!

Because she was the one who was least worthy of his life in exchange for her happiness, so after she knew he was dead, she secretly swore in her heart that if she could meet again, she would definitely give her life back to him.

"What exactly do you want?" Shen Qiaoyan looked at Liu Yanxin's sneering face and asked.

"What do I want to do?" Listening to Shen Qiaoyan's words, Liu Yanxin's fingertips stopped suddenly, she raised her face that thought Shen Qiaoyan's words were funny, and repeated, "What do I want to do?"

Shen Qiaoyan kept a cold face and said nothing.

"If you want him to wake up, you have to obey me obediently." Liu Yan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of viciousness.

"What do you think of me?" Shen Qiaoyan asked directly.

"Death!" Liu Yan said with thin lips.

When Shen Qiaoyan heard the word, she glanced at the sword beside the man in black, and the sword was pulled out of its scabbard with a "whoosh".

Before Liu Yanxin blinked, the bright and sharp blade was already resting on Shen Qiaoyan's snow-white neck.

"Let him wake up." Shen Qiaoyan said lightly with thin lips, her face was already fearless of death.

Seeing that Shen Qiaoyan had set up the sharp knife and was about to commit suicide, Liu Yan shook his head, "No, no, it's too cheap for you to die."

"Let's jump off the cliff in the way you are most familiar with!" Liu Yanxin suggested.

Her gaze followed her head to the end of the cliff, that dark, chilly endless abyss.

Shen Qiaoyan raised her eyes and looked towards the end of the cliff. The edge where weeds could not grow was a bottomless darkness.

She was slightly stunned, and suddenly something strange appeared in her body.

"What? Are you scared?" Liu Yanxin looked back at Shen Qiaoyan's hesitant face.

The cool wind blew over Shen Qiaoyan's plain clothes, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was a slight throbbing pain in her heart.

"I'll jump." Shen Qiaoyan spit out two words with thin lips.

"I jump," she repeated, her right hand holding the sharp blade dropped down, she held the sword, and her feet started to move towards the edge of the cliff, "I jump, you wake him up."

"Okay, but I want you to die before jumping." Liu Yanxin's pupils widened, and she smiled slyly.

The night was very quiet, and the weeds swayed wildly in the cool wind.

Shen Qiaoyan walked to the edge of the cliff, she turned her back to the endless darkness behind her, and smiled faintly at Liu Yanxin on her round face.

Her eyes reflected the soft moonlight tonight, the flickering starlight, and the weeds swaying in the wind.

Everything was so familiar, as if it was not the first time she was standing on the edge of this cliff.

The inexplicable throbbing pain in her heart filled her forehead with beads of sweat, and the bits and pieces about Jun Zechen in her mind were constantly blurring.

(End of this chapter)