The First Daughter Reborn: The Snake Queen is not easy to mess with

Chapter 247 The Fish Dead and the Net Broken (2)

"Aren't you going to regret it?!" Lianyi's expression was heavy, and two lines of tears flowed from her eyes.

Li Chaohua leaned slightly on the ground, leaning on the wooden chair behind him, even though his expression was vicious, he still couldn't resist her weakness at this moment.

She chuckled, looked at Lianyi with firm eyes and said, "I don't regret it, I never regret it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chaohua immediately put one hand on his chest and the other covered his mouth.Blood gushed out mouthful after mouthful, but she blocked her mouth with her hand.

The pale face had already merged with the white blanket under the door, and there was no trace of blood on the pale face.

Her trembling little hands could no longer stop the blood in her mouth, and the blood slowly flowed out from between her fingers.

One drop after another fell on the ground, causing blood-red dots to appear on the white ground, making it particularly dazzling in the white world.

Li Xiaochuan squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the woman in front of him whom he had hated for a long time, with murderous intent in his heart.

It was because of his elder brother that he didn't know how long he had been restrained by this woman, nor how long he had been used by this vicious woman.

During this period of time, he did many things that he didn't want to do. Those things made him not want to recall them at all, but those pictures couldn't help appearing in his mind.

And these paintings made the hatred in Li Xiaochuan's heart even deeper.

"Cough...cough...cough..." Li Zhaohua covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

Looking at Li Chaohua who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, Li Xiaochuan slowly pulled out the long sword pinned to his waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a different kind of dangerous look.

When he saw this series of actions by Li Xiaochuan, Li Chaohua couldn't help trembling all over, looked at Li Xiaochuan in disbelief, his pupils stared slightly, and said in horror: "Li Xiaochuan, I am the empress, you dare to kill the king!"

"Dare? Why don't you dare? From the beginning, you have been trying to control me with the news of your second brother, and you have been deceiving me for so long. I have to thank you for telling me that he has already The news that he is dead." Li Xiaochuan said very angrily.

All you have done is nothing but bad news, don't you think it's ridiculous?

"Li Chaohua, I want you to die..." Li Xiaochuan shouted.

This cry contained deep hatred for Li Chaohua; contained the anger that she had deceived herself; contained his sadness at the fact that his brother was really gone; contained all the debts he had done to Meng Yizhen. matter.

This sentence contains too much, too much, so much that he can't tell the difference.

Looking at Li Xiaochuan at this time, Li Chaohua knew that he was determined to kill himself.

So, she no longer had any hope in her heart, and said sharply: "Okay, Li Xiaochuan, since you don't want me to live, then even if I die, I will be dragged on my back."

Said, without raising his head, his hands were quickly sealed, and he muttered something.

Seeing Li Chaohua suddenly like this, Lianyi's expression changed drastically, her eyes widened, and she suddenly turned around and shouted at Li Xiaochuan: "Chuan, run! Don't fight anymore!"

For Li Chaohua's actions, Li Xiaochuan knew what she was going to do, even if he didn't know, but based on Li Xiaochuan's understanding of her, he could guess the reason.

At this moment, Li Xiaochuan's heart tightened, he knew that he couldn't let her succeed, if he succeeded, let alone kill her, maybe he would have become a corpse.

Adhering to the fact that she didn't want Li Chaohua to use her witch clan's poisonous art at all.

At that last critical moment, Li Xiaochuan violently swung the long sword in his hand, piercing Li Chaohua's heart with a sword.

Yes, it finally worked.

In the next second, Li Xiaochuan took a quick step forward, and the long sword pierced into Li Chaohua's chest fiercely like a broken bamboo. Li Chaohua sat there like this, and slowly lowered his arms.

But there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Chuan~"

Lianyi stared blankly at the two people who were confronting each other. At this moment, she witnessed this scene with a pretty face in disbelief, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Li Xiaochuan looked into the distance with blank eyes, muttering continuously in his mouth, suddenly, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and at the same time, his body also fell to the ground.

With a plop, he fell onto the blood-stained white blanket.

The winter snow that I thought had stopped suddenly started falling for some unknown reason.

Falling from the sky, no one knows where he came from.White snowflakes drifted down on Li Xiaochuan's body, one piece after another, a thin layer of snowflakes spread on Li Xiaochuan's body.

"Sichuan!!"

Sitting in a comfortable carriage with his eyes closed and resting his mind, Meng Yizhen was suddenly awakened, and then he only felt profuse sweat all over his body, as well as the thumping chest that couldn't be stopped, and the dryness that had troubled him for many days. The boredom flooded into my heart like a flood, even more intense than the previous few days.

She always felt a little uneasy, and these days, she has been thinking about the affairs of the general's residence in Beijiang. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels that something is wrong. This feeling can't go away.

Just when she thought of Li Xiaochuan, her heart became more and more uneasy.

"Stop!" Meng Yizhen shouted suddenly, and immediately there was a sound of pulling a horse from outside the curtain, the carriage stopped, and Meng Yizhen walked out of the carriage.

"Miss Meng, what orders do you have?" Yan jumped off the horse in front and came to Meng Yizhen's side and said respectfully.

"I want to go back to Northern Xinjiang!"

Meng Yizhen's premonitions are always very effective, but she hoped that this time she was just overthinking. Just in case, she had to go back to make sure that there was nothing wrong with Beijiang and Li Xiaochuan before she could relax.

After hearing Meng Yizhen's words, Yan's heart sank slightly, but then he directly nodded and refused: "I'm sorry, the general ordered that Miss Meng must be escorted to the capital."

After hearing this, Meng Yizhen's heart sank, he pursed his lips and said: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore, since you won't send me back, then I will go by myself, if something happens to me, it has nothing to do with you. "

After finishing speaking, he raised the curtain and looked like he was about to jump out of the car.

Let alone Meng Yizhen, Yan's heart was also very anxious at this time, knowing everything made him more restless, but escorting Meng Yizhen to the capital safely was the task entrusted to him by Li Xiaochuan. If it happened, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive in his life.

After weighing again and again, Yan suddenly ordered the other guards to turn their heads, and said to Meng Yizhen: "Miss Meng, sit still, it may be a little bumpy when you go back."

Meng Yizhen nodded hastily, re-entered the carriage, and looked out of the carriage through the window nervously, feeling extremely anxious.

The journey was long and exhausted, no matter how impatient Meng Yi was, he couldn't stand the horse and had to rest.

In a simple tea shed, Meng Yizhen and the guards drank tea and ate dry food, taking a rest.

"Hey! Have you heard? Her Majesty the Empress is dead!" said a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance at the next table.

"What, empress..." the person seated with him exclaimed.

However, before he finished speaking, the unattractive middle-aged man hurriedly covered his mouth, put his index finger in front of his mouth, and made a gesture of silence.

"Shh! Are you dying? Keep your voice down." The man looked at the people around him in horror and nodded.

Li Chaohua is dead?Hearing the news, Meng Yizhen and Yan glanced at each other, picked up the luggage in their hands without saying a word, turned around and left.

The news of Li Chaohua's death is like a ticking time bomb. Six years ago, Li Chaohua was able to live safely under the enemy's hands. Now, as the Empress, Meng Yi really doesn't believe that she will just die like this , which made her unable to bear the connection between Li Chaohua's death and Li Xiaochuan.

If he really had something to do with Li Xiaochuan, with Li Chaohua's sinister and vicious personality, Li Xiaochuan would definitely not get any benefits.

Meng Yi thought uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Meng Yizhen's frowning, Yan knew what she was thinking, and immediately turned around to lead the horse.

There was nothing to say along the way, but the speed of the journey was much faster than at the beginning.

The general's mansion was lifeless.

When Meng Yizhen returned to the northern border and saw the unusual atmosphere in the general's mansion, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

"Ma'am~" The guard guarding the gate was surprised to see Meng Yizhen come back.

"Where is the general at this time?"

Meng Yizhen asked directly to the guard guarding the gate. When the general was mentioned, the guard's expression turned ugly instantly, and he couldn't utter a word without hesitation.

Looking at the appearance of the gate guards, Meng Yi really knew that something happened to Li Xiaochuan.

"Speak up! What happened!" Yan rushed up anxiously, and lifted the collar of the gate guard. The gate guard looked at Yan tremblingly, trembling for a long time before answering.

"Guard Yan, general, something happened to the general!"

In a word, Meng Yi's true heart was directly smashed into the bottom of the valley, and even his face with inflammation turned pale in an instant. The strength in his hand remained unabated, and he gritted his teeth and glared at the gate guard fiercely: "Speak clearly, what happened?" whats the matter?"

Immediately, the guard at the gate said that when Lian Yi carried Li Xiaochuan back that day, he was unconscious, until the doctor came to take a look and said that Li Xiaochuan's life was not long, it all depended on good fortune.

Meng Yizhen almost fell down after hearing this, but fortunately Yan Yanji quickly supported him, and the next moment, Meng Yizhen had already broken free from Yan's support, and walked towards Li Xiaochuan's room in the mansion with somewhat staggered steps.

One sad face after another came into her eyes, she didn't want to see these despairing scenes, she rushed into Li Xiaochuan's room in a hurry, the room was filled with the smell of medicine, showing that the master was terminally ill.

But at this moment she couldn't control these things anymore, Meng Yi really walked quickly to the bed, bent his knees, and knelt directly in front of the bed, gently stroking Li Xiaochuan's face with trembling hands.

Frowning brows, he could no longer see the heroic spirit of the past, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were already white, and there were some dry lines.

Meng Yizhen's tears slipped down his cheeks and landed on Li Xiaochuan's exposed hands.

(End of this chapter)