Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 492 Please let me go
"You said it was the past, then let's talk about the present." Jian Yunling expected that he would have such an argument, as if she had prepared it long ago, smiled at Yan Yan, her eyes were as cold as the moon, and said: "Just now in the pavilion, you clearly Like me, you have already discovered the abnormality of the coachman, but you didn't remind me, and that glass of wine, you knew it was poisonous, so you didn't drink it. But you let me drink it."

"I just want to..." Yu Wenzheng hesitated to speak.

Jian Yunling continued for him: "You just want to make this scene more realistic."

Yu Wenzheng did not deny it.

Jian Yunling laughed softly: "Then does this also explain from the side, in your heart, I am not someone who can fight side by side with you and share life and death?"

Yu Wenzheng's panicked eyes flashed past, his long eyelashes covered the expression in his eyes, and he clenched his hands into fists to force out the veins on his neck: "No, no. I just want to protect you. I'm sure I can get out completely. As long as you cooperate with me..."

"Yes, that's the sentence, protection and cooperation." Jian Yunling raised her head slightly, the pain in her raised eyebrows was like streamers, and she looked at each other for a moment, as if falling into a mirage, thinking that she was close at hand, but in fact she was thousands of miles away: "What I want It is to advance and retreat together, to share adversity, not for you to protect me under your wings. I never wanted to be a silk vine, but just a tree by your side, but unfortunately, you don’t understand, you don’t understand me.”

Yu Wenzheng's whole body seemed to be in an ice cellar, his blood was stagnant, and his hands and feet were so cold that he no longer felt anything.Wanting to say something more, I opened my mouth but found that no sound came out.

The suffocating silence dragged and spread, and the moonlight illuminated Jian Yunling's bleak smile, turning it into a sword pierced in his heart.

He pulled it out with all his strength, blood dripping from it, and his body was bruised, but it was still difficult to shake off the pain that the sharp blade brought him.

It was the first time he had such a frightened look on his face.No longer calm, no longer confident.It was as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, thousands of mountains collapsed, and he was buried under the mess, unable to restore anything.

The moment Jian Yunling turned around, he pulled her over and hugged her tightly in his arms, with such strength that he wished he could rub her into his flesh and blood.The long arms were trembling all the time, full of despair, full of fear.

He had a hunch that if he let go now, he would lose her forever.

Jian Yunling, who was hindered from leaving, didn't struggle, she didn't move, she stayed quietly in his arms, wrapped in his scent, tears welled up in her eyes, but she was forced to go back.

After a long, long time, Ye Xiao, who had been in the forest for a long time, screamed until he was powerless, Jian Yunling slowly raised his hand, pressed it against Yu Wenzheng's chest, leaned over and got out of his arms, took a step back, and said: "My lord , I have already said what I should say. If the prince still has the slightest affection for the concubine, please let me go. From now on, we will be safe and well. If the prince gets what he wants, the concubine will I will also wish the prince peace and joy from a distance in a corner, and a smooth life."

"No, you still want to stand side by side with me in the world and watch the mountains and rivers together. I will never let you go, never!" Yu Wenzheng held her bright wrist with a dark face, until the jade-like skin lost its color , and don't want to relax in the slightest.

Jian Yunling looked at him as if looking at a stranger, and said with a distant smile, "My lord, what is the meaning of the forced stay to you? Instead of hating each other in the future, why don't you stay here? At least in retrospect, we There are still beautiful things to pay homage to.”

(End of this chapter)