Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 555 The Grand Finale (4)
I was speechless in my dream.

Wen Qi brushed off the tiny vines on her body, stood up, turned her head and said, "Dream, take care." Turning around, without looking back, she walked slowly while supporting her swollen belly.

Mengli got up suddenly, staggered and almost couldn't stand still, he supported the vines and called out stupidly: "Wen Qi..."

He begged, but Wen Qi didn't turn around, just paused, with his back turned, his voice passed through the wind coldly, mixed with the coldness of autumn: "On that day, Qin Mi defeated Nanzhao, and your 10 horse soldiers came to the witch Under the capital, Empress Zhaoran can't take care of herself, Qin Mi intends to cure the medicine, and has no intention of attacking the city at all. It's easy for you to enter in one fell swoop, but you don't, because you know that Qin Mi will definitely guard the capital of witches in order to understand that the medicine is controlled by Empress Zhaoran. Qin Mi intends to cure, Zhaoran Empress intends to harm both sides in Beicang and Xiqi, but you," she slowly looked sideways, looking at the dream, with cold eyes, "and you intend to entangle Qin Mi, Qin Mi has no time at all. Go to Wu Ting Cliff, but replaced by Qin Chu, the purpose is to lead me to go. You did not enter Wu Ting Cliff for cannibalism, but for me." She smiled, "Am I right?" She smiled, as if Sarcasm, his eyes seemed to be separated by an ancient distance.

right?She is so smart.

Mengli nodded lightly, just staring at Wen Qi quietly, without saying a word, her eyes almost greedy.

After a pause, she said again: "If I guessed correctly, the man-eating Gu was in your hands before entering Wu Ting Cliff, and you and Empress Zhaoran were in trouble, she wanted Xiqi, and you wanted me, so, in the dream, "Looking at each other, there was no warmth in her eyes, it was bone-chilling cold, she said, "I was completely defeated in the battle of Nanzhao, thanks to you."

It's not bad, but when all the ugliness is exposed, he has nowhere to hide. In fact, he has expected it a long time ago, not panic, not chaotic, just reluctant.

In the dream, she sighed silently: "My Wen Qi is the smartest woman in the world." Her body was slowly leaning against the vines, so weak that it was hard to support her, but her face was extremely gentle, and she remained calm.

Wen Qi narrowed her gaze, her coldness was a little less, and her tone seemed more alienated: "Do you have anything else to say?"

nothing to say...

He had done all the calculations, except that he didn't expect it, Wen Qi only saw that person once, and all the plans he had been preparing for were completely defeated.

Standing up, approaching Wen Qi, his back was slightly shaky, and he met Wen Qi's eyes impartially: "Wen Qi, do you blame me?"

Wen Qi's expression was lazy, and his eyes had no waves or traces: "I have never been a saint." After a pause, he continued, "Even a villain who cares about everything, he must avenge his revenge, and he must bring profit with him."

He knew that Wen Qi wasn't joking, she would do what she said, sometimes she would be unscrupulous, even ruthless, she held grudges, and often preferred to pay with blood.

"I know, so I expected the ending to be over. I begged in vain. I don't regret it. Wen Qi, I am lucky to have it. Life or death is my fate." He raised his hand, but did not touch Wen Qi. Brushing the tip of her hair, "So, if you want my life, I will give it to you, and treat it as if I paid you back." Slowly raising her eyes, she looked at Wen Qi obsessively, and said in her dream, "If I die, I will give it back to you." Now, don't blame me anymore, okay?" With calm eyes, without the slightest turbulence, the hand slowly lowered to hold Wen Qi's hand, and the cold dagger landed in Wen Qi's palm.

The dagger originally belonged to the Tang Sect, Wen Qi thought about it for a long time, he originally planned to give it to her after she gave birth, but now he can't wait until then.

Wen Qi lowered her head, weighed the dagger in her hand, turned it around, pushed her fingers out of the sheath, turned her wrist, and held it in her hand, facing Mengli with the blade, she smiled: "I'm too merciful to you. Many times."

(End of this chapter)