My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 954

There is still a kindness in Qingyun's heart, which can tolerate the heinous crimes of the night, and the indignation of the undead and the civilians.

Rong Zhan was confused for a moment.

Shen Qianxia curled her fingers tightly, and through the gap in the car curtain, she could vaguely see the black figure.

The corner of her mouth was cold, and she said coldly: "Maybe death is the relief for him, and life is the most painful."

She didn't know whether Princess Qingyun's insistence was right or wrong.

Perhaps many things cannot be simply measured by right and wrong.

Heart death is more tormented and tormented than physical death, and Rong Ye is like this at this moment.

Rong Zhan got up slowly: "Since he came to your door, you have to make a deal. If you want him to die, then he can't live."

Shen Qianxia leaned against the wall of the car, lowering her eyes indifferently.

Without medicine, Rong Zhan would still risk his life to steal the poison king.

After using Qingyun's blood, she felt uneasy.

Contradictory thoughts made her heart ache, and she never expected that in the end, Rong Ye's life would be exchanged for her own.

How ironic!
She once told Rong Zhan that she couldn't understand the Gu, at worst they would just go on like this and not have children.

He will take concubines in the future.

But Rong Zhan was very firm in his refusal, he would never take a concubine, so she would not be able to say stupid things in the future.

He also said that the heart-craving Gu is not as simple as she thought, and it will eventually erode her heart veins after a long time.

"Rong Zhan." She called him who had already opened the carriage door, her gaze was extremely complicated.

Rong Zhan looked back: "What's wrong?"

She smiled faintly: "I heard that there is a Mo River in Ye City. In the valley, there are many fish and aquatic plants with strange shapes in the water. When we return from North Vietnam, let's go and have a look."

Rong Zhan was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Okay."

Shen Qianxia looked out the window, the leaves were rustling, as if they were entrusting something.

Rong Zhan slowly got off the carriage, his eyes swept over Rong Yedan, who was full of vicissitudes.

Rong Ye's eyes were dimmed, and he smiled treacherously: "Congratulations to Seventh Emperor Uncle, not only has he married a lovely wife, but he has also won a country."

Rong Zhan said lightly: "This is an irreversible fact, what else do you want?"

Rong Ye smiled, and took two steps forward: "I'm here to die, living is too painful and tiring, please give me relief from Uncle Huang."

Rong Zhan stared at him coldly, and said in a cold tone, "How easy is it to ask for death?"

"Yes, it's a pity that I'm afraid of being too lonely, and I want you to accompany me."

After saying that, Rong Ye drew his sword and rushed towards Rong Zhan, and the hidden guards besieged him at the same time.

Seeing this, Su Yuan quickly took out his weapon and coldly blocked the hidden guard.

Rong Zhan watched this scene coldly.

Rong Ye no longer has the ability to resist, and there are only a few hidden guards left in the East Palace, who are still provoking.

They really came here to beg for death, and the dead may not have anything to cling to.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Rong Zhan beat Rong Ye helplessly in an instant, with sword wounds all over his body, staining his black robe even deeper.

The sword landed sharply on Rong Ye's neck...

Rong Ye smiled bleakly, his pupils were dazed and dull.

"Uncle Seventh Emperor, please don't kill him..."

Princess Qingyun shouted hoarsely, pulling back Shen Qianxia's thoughts.

She opened the carriage door and jumped out of the carriage.

I saw an orange figure rushing towards Rong Zhan. She knelt on the ground and looked up at Rong Zhan.

The whole face is full of fear and sorrow, and there are no more tears in the eyes, but full of pleading and humbleness.

"Uncle Qihuang, please don't kill him, he no longer poses any threat to you, he is no different from a walking dead."

Rong Zhan bowed his head, his expression was cold: "He doesn't want to live, why do you force him?"

Princess Qingyun shook her head: "If he dies, I won't be able to survive. You see, for the sake of treating you as my royal uncle all these years, let him go."

Rong Zhan only thought she was stupid, and the ones who couldn't let Rong Ye go were himself and those people who had lost their loved ones.

Rong Ye stood up with difficulty, and said indifferently, "Qingyun, don't beg him anymore, I said that I have no dignity, I would rather die."

Princess Qingyun looked at him with pity, with panic in her eyes: "I beg you not to be like this, the most important thing is to be alive, how many people want to have the chance to live and don't have it."

Shen Qianxia's eyes moved slightly, the most important thing is to live, what a familiar sentence.

She used to be confused as to what the purpose of being reborn was. In fact, only after being able to live again can she understand the preciousness of life.

However, how many people are lucky and have the chance to live again?
At this moment, Rong Ye couldn't listen to anything, and his heart was ashamed.

He raised his eyelids, and said weakly: "Kill me, or I will haunt you forever."

Rong Zhan was unmoved, and his hand holding the sword relaxed slightly.

The wind whizzed by, rolling the dead leaves on the ground to the foot of the cliff, like flying butterflies, looking for life.

Rong Ye suddenly laughed out loud: "The winner is the loser, I am willing to bet and admit defeat, but in fact I am not even qualified to fight."

Princess Qingyun walked in front of him on her knees and held his arm: "Rong Ye, put it down, you still have me by your side."

Rong Ye's gloomy eyes suddenly flickered with something.

He raised his hand to gently caress her cheek, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"You are the only light in my life, but unfortunately I am too dark to be worthy of your brilliance and your love..."

Princess Qingyun looked at him in astonishment, his hand slowly slipped from her arm.

He smiled brightly at her, but only for a moment: "Qingyun, promise me not to give up on yourself."

After saying that, Rong Ye used his last strength to flash to the edge of the cliff, and jumped down.

"Ah~"

Princess Qingyun screamed, and followed his figure without hesitation.

Determined and firm.

The sword in Rong Zhan's hand slipped, and he was filled with emotion for a moment.

Shen Qianxia felt the wind and sand entered her eyes, probably because of Princess Qingyun's emotions, she couldn't help but move her face.

She looked down the cliff, and the fog hadn't cleared yet.

The whole world seemed to be quiet, only the wind blowing past my ears.

Rong Zhan hugged her shoulders and said in a low voice, "It's all over."

Shen Qianxia restrained her emotions, her tone was indifferent: "It's a good thing for us after all!"

"Ah."

"I hope Qingyun will no longer suffer. Maybe this is a relief and another beginning."

Rong Zhan stared at her, and changed the topic: "The King of Luoyao is waiting for us at Beiguan, let's go."

Shen Qianxia frowned: "He went to Beiguan? Have you found a way?"

He slightly hooked his lips: "Maybe, we'll know when we go."

Although Shen Qianxia was puzzled, she still breathed a sigh of relief.

If there are other methods, of course it would be best.

The only blood of the Xiao family who was willing to bother to help her has gone with Rong Ye.

In the future, no matter whether it is heaven or hell, she will follow him, and will not be contaminated by the mundane affairs of the world.

The carriage straightened up a bit, and they continued heading north.

(End of this chapter)