Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 19
"Ying Er!"

When he came back to his senses, the man spoke with some displeasure, and took off his robe to cover her body: "Don't do this kind of thing that humiliates yourself, who do you love if I don't love you? Be good, if you can't sleep, let Ye Er come Let's chat with you, I do have business to do today, and I will definitely accompany you when the time is over."

Following a gentle kiss on Yun Yueying's forehead, Murong Fengyuan let go, turned around and strode away.

The door opens and closes.

Leave the room silent.

Yun Yueying stood motionless in the middle of the room like a puppet, the mournful smile on her face had subsided, and her eyes, which were misty before, became extremely cold at the moment, she slowly clenched Murong Fengyuan's cloak robe--

Jun, Chu, Yue!

Just half an hour ago, Jun Chuyue once again noticed a dark shadow swaying outside the house.

This time she didn't choose to stand still, but immediately drew out her long sword and rushed out the door. At the same time, she took out a signal flare from her bosom and smashed it hard on the ground.

It was midnight and no one was there.

Jun Chuyue and the black shadow flitted across the empty street one after the other.

"stop!"

The girl snorted, but she was about to catch up with him, and when she turned a corner, the black figure seemed to evaporate out of thin air, disappearing before her eyes.

No way?
How could such a big person disappear without seeing him?
Jun Chuyue narrowed her eyes and walked around cautiously.

Front, no, left, no, right, no, back, no!

There wasn't even a breath left.

Jun Chuyue worriedly guarded for a while, and then slowly put away her defensive posture.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw a black shadow less than five meters away from him behind the empty back, and the eyes leaking from the brim of his hat seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

She couldn't help being taken aback, and took a big step back, pointing her long sword horizontally, and shouted coldly, "Who?"

The voice fell, and then disappeared into the night.

Quiet.

The man just looked at her fixedly, and the two faced each other, and the wind blew by, rolling up a cloud of dust on the street.

Jun Chuyue couldn't help clenching the hilt of her sword.

The atmosphere is on fire.

And the time also became longer in this tension. It seemed that after a long time, the other party finally said: "Heh, who is Xiaosheng, Miss Jin really doesn't know?"

The familiar voice and tone instantly made Jun Chuyue completely confirm her guess: "Han Le!" Then she frowned, "You were also the one who appeared outside my window a few nights ago?"

"Yeah, Xiaosheng just wanted to know more about Miss Jin, but he didn't expect to break a big secret. To be honest, it really surprised Xiaosheng. I didn't expect that a beautiful person like Miss Jin is also a lackey for the imperial court."

While talking, the other party slowly took off the black cloak on his body, revealing his delicate face: "This really makes Xiaosheng sad, and wastes Xiaosheng's longing for Miss Jin day and night... Oh no, I'm afraid I shouldn't call you Jin now. Miss, isn't it, the holy lady of the temple?"

Jun Chuyue saw that her identity had been revealed, so she stopped pretending and said coldly, "Don't talk sweet words, you committed seventeen lives in the imperial city in three months, you are the one who is called a murderer, right? "

"Murderer? Hahahahaha!"

Han Le laughed loudly when he heard the words, and when the laughter fell, the original gentle and elegant temperament was swept away, and he became extremely gloomy: "You really approached Xiaosheng on purpose. That's right, your judgment is correct, Xiaosheng did kill you So many people."

"Why, do you have any enmity with them?"

"hatred?"

Han Le raised his hands to cover his face, and his low laughter continued to overflow from his fingers again.

"Without enmity, how could Xiaosheng do such a boring thing as vendetta? Xiaosheng just likes to see the angry and unbelievable eyes when they find out that someone close to them has stabbed them in the back. Hahahaha, those eyes are so beautiful Now, when you work hard to gain someone's trust and admiration, and then send them to heaven with your own hands, that kind of feeling is simply unstoppable..."

madman!

This man is a madman!

He really killed people just for fun!

Jun Chuyue stared at him coldly.

The laughter faded away.

Han Le put down his hand again, and his crazy expression seemed to return to normal: "I think Mrs. Saintess can't understand Xiaosheng's feelings, but it's okay, because you will soon be like them."

Jun Chuyue swung his long sword, and shouted angrily: "I'm not ashamed, you think I will be like those seventeen people, and I will not defend you? But you, who kill and kill, deserve to be punished."

"Is it?"

Han Le lowered his eyes to look at the tip of his sword, and then followed the sword all the way up, meeting Shangjun Chuyue's gaze: "Mr. Saintess seems to have misunderstood that Xiaosheng only stabs in the back. Anyway, the weather is good tonight. Let Xiaosheng come and play with the Holy Maiden. As for this method, first of all, it depends on whether the Holy Maiden can catch up with Xiaosheng."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up to the roof with light work, and disappeared after a few vertical jumps.

"stop!"

Without saying a word, Jun Chuyue ran after her. After crossing four or five streets in succession, her eyes froze suddenly.

"Guard Cheng!"

Jun Chuyue helped Cheng Feng up, feeling a slight chill in his heart, and saw that in such a short period of time, his right eye had been poked blind, and his face was covered with blood; one leg was also broken, at a strange angle. twisted.

"Cheng Huwei, how are you?" Jun Chuyue asked as she hurriedly took out the pill and fed it to him.

Cheng Feng panted heavily: "Husband, madam, please forgive Cheng Feng for being incompetent and letting that murderer take the horse and run away..."

"Where's the general?"

"General..." Cheng Feng's voice was choked up, and he continued after a few seconds: "The general asked his subordinates to come to support Madam first, and he will arrive later."

When Jun Chuyue heard this, she immediately understood what was going on, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Heh, with Yun Yueying here, how could she still be thinking of placing hopes on Murong Fengyuan to come over in time?

"You wait here first, I'll go after him."

She saw that Cheng Feng had taken the elixir, and the blood flow on his face stopped, so she lay him down on the flat side, and was about to leave, when Cheng Feng's eager voice came from behind: "Ma'am, that murderer is dangerous Please wait for the general to come and—"

Before she finished speaking, Jun Chuyue had already left quickly.

There is only one sentence left in the cold spring night: "It's better to rely on yourself now."

How could she not know that the murderer was sinister?
Ever since Han Le suddenly disappeared in front of her, and suddenly appeared again, making her hard to guard against, she realized that she might have made a big mistake——

That person probably leaked his aura on purpose for her to discover in the painting boat.Just like what he said just now, he doesn't only know how to secretly stab people in the back, his real strength is actually far superior to her now, and may even be comparable to Murong Fengyuan.

However, even though she knew she was going to hit a stone with an egg, she still had to chase after him!
If Han Le cannot be held, how many innocent lives will be lost in the future imperial city.

(End of this chapter)