I want to be a good minister

Chapter 448
"Cen Jing—" Cen Xi only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and only saw the figure of An Xiujun rushing towards him.

"Cen Jing, what are you doing, my lord, I won't let you die..." An Xiujun supported Cen Xi's slowly falling body.

"Tell the imperial physician, quickly pass the imperial physician—" Anxiu Junfu raised his head in panic again, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Presumptuous—" the guard of Dajing Kingdom immediately took a step forward, but was stopped by Zong Li raising his hand, and his eyes fell on Cen Xi who was in the arms of Lord Anxiu.

"Quickly—quickly pass on the imperial physician—" The national teacher immediately reacted, and unceremoniously drove all the officials out of the hall.

"Your Majesty, the smell of blood is strong, I'm afraid it will stain your..." The national teacher took a step forward, and Zhong Shiliu had already flown out to look for the imperial physician.

"No need, all idlers and others will retreat—" Zong Li said suddenly, and the guards of the Great Jing Kingdom quickly left the hall without any hesitation, and waited outside the hall gate.

Cen Xi saw that the blood bars on the top of her head were falling in large numbers, so she smiled slightly. It seemed that she didn't have to hold on for long, and she could just say goodbye to this damn world.

As for the next life, as for the unfinished main task, let's go to hell together.

Cen Xi was in a daze, only feeling that An Xiujun was pressing her abdomen tightly with one hand, the loss of blood was a bit slow, but the pain from the wound was redoubled.

Cen Xi shook his head, and grabbed the man's hand with all his strength.

"Your Highness——" Cen Xi struggled to speak, and turned his gaze to Mr. An Xiu who was about to collapse at this time. The whisper that Mr. An Xiu just entered the door offset all Cen Xi's dissatisfaction and prejudice against Mr. An Xiu.

Yes, everything is her fault, there is such a lord who trusts you, and there is such a disregard for right and wrong
"Don't talk, the imperial doctor will be here soon—" An Xiujun held Cen Xi's hand tightly, his lips trembling, suppressing the collapse that was about to burst out of his chest.

"Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness, for your trust in Jing—" Cen Xi shook his head, looking only at Mr. An Xiu who was getting blurred in front of him, and smiled slightly. Some things, at this juncture, seem to have faded away. For the rest, the man finally whispered that sentence in his ear.

But only that one sentence made Cen Xi feel guilty, and he admitted convincingly that she had failed, a complete failure, yes, all of this was her fault, why did the king still protect her like this.

Cen Xi looked at the blood streak that had started to beat on the top of his head, it was slowly approaching zero, the figure in front of him was in a trance, the imperial doctor had rushed over, and it was too late to diagnose the pulse, so he immediately stopped the bleeding and pressed the needle. It was getting smaller and darker, and reason began to slowly dissipate.

At the moment before dying, Cen Xi suddenly felt that she should give up, she had tried her best, yes, she had tried her best.

Cen Xi turned his head slowly and touched An Xiujun's position.

"Cen Jing, don't sleep, don't sleep—"

Cen Xi reached out, grabbed An Xiujun's lapel, and slowly lowered the man's head.

Zong Li looked at the woman who was about to die, and felt a little lost. There was nothing missing, and no miracle would happen.

Sure enough, he thought too much, how could there be such women everywhere in the world, it was already lucky to meet one.

"Cen Jing, Cen Jing—" An Xiujun called softly, at a loss, the imperial physicians were busy, but they still couldn't stop the blood gurgling out.

It was time to end, Zong Li turned around, ready to leave, he really couldn't stand the smell of blood.

"Your Highness—" Cen Xi exhausted his last strength to speak, "Your Highness, Jing, Jing really did his best—"

"Jing tried his best—" Cen Xi's hand slipped down slowly, and there was no possibility of playing around with what he hadn't finished speaking.

"Cen Jing, Cen Jing, I believe in you, I believe in you—" An Xiujun kept saying, "Prince doctor, doctor, cure her quickly, quickly—"

"My lord, Mr. Cen has already—"

"It's gone—"

The imperial physician stopped, knelt down in front of him, and spoke slowly.

"No, no, she won't die, she won't..." They just started, how could she just leave like this, he just...

"My lord, my condolences—"

"Kangdang——" A wooden pot lid seemed to appear out of nowhere, and fell on the head of the imperial physician who was kneeling on the ground beside him, and the figure who had just stepped out of the palace door paused.

"Kang Dang—" followed by a bundle of firewood hitting the imperial doctor's head again like a comedy.

"Who—" The imperial physician immediately turned his head and looked around.

Everyone was also puzzled, only An Xiujun hugged Cen Xi in his arms recklessly, and kept chanting.

Zong Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he noticed the messy things all over the floor, and suddenly seemed to understand something, immediately turned around, and ran towards Cen Xi's direction quickly.

"Lonely old man—" the man walked, and the white gauze robe was blown by the wind, and the man completely ignored the blood stains on the ground and came directly in front of An Xiujun, about to snatch Cen Xi from An Xiujun's hands.

"If you don't want her to die, just let her go—" Zong Li said coldly, An Xiujun could not hear other people's words at this time, but the national teacher was taken aback, and then forcefully broke An Xiujun's hand, the lonely old man also Quickly coming to Cen Xi's side, the blue smoke enveloped Cen Xi's whole body at the same time.

"Lonely old man, are you sure?" Zong Li immediately turned his head, and there was unprecedented haste in his words. The national teacher looked down at Junshang's robe that was covered in blood at this time. The meaning of saving Cen Jing.

"Old slave try my best—" Gu Lao didn't have time to speak, his face was solemn, and his fingers formed light talismans quickly. These ancient and almost unknown holy energy talismans made the eyes of the national teacher on the side widen, and he couldn't believe it.

That Zongli had already picked up Cen Xi who was on the ground, his eyes were focused, and the veil was not concerned about the order and order of the past at this time, the focused eyes revealed anxiety and regret.

Mr. Anxiu didn't know why this happened suddenly. What is your lord so anxious about?But seeing Cen Xi in someone else's hands, it was as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.

"Cen Jing—"

"Cen Jing—" An Xiujun instinctively wanted to approach Cen Xi, but was held back by the national teacher.

"My lord, only your majesty can save Cen Jing now." The national teacher held An Xiujun tightly, although he also didn't understand, but now the only one who can save Cen Jing is Gu Lao.

Zong Li stared at the woman in his hand, and the face of the woman wrapped in a layer of blue smoke also became blurred.

"Master Cen, no matter who you are, I will not let you die—" Zong Li said word by word, and then leaned closer to the woman's ear, "Think about it, if you die, you don't know who framed you like this Are you willing to die like this if you die?"

But the person in front of him didn't react at all, and Zong Li's complexion became paler and paler.

"Lonely old man, we must save her—"

"Heh—" Cen Xi suddenly thought that he had become conscious, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a dark and endless space.

Cen Xi smiled helplessly, did he enter the system again?

Ding Dong——System: The mission of the Fengyun detection system failed for the second time. Please select the third-life character for the mission and start the third-life mission as soon as possible.

Cen Xi chuckled and shook his head suddenly.

"System, I've decided, I give up." Cen Xi said firmly, without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)