"Hibiscus Blooms: Only Envy Mandarin Ducks, Not Immortals"

Chapter 65

The night is so long.

The moon is so bright.

It's late at night again.

Lying quietly on the bed, Jing Zhaoyang refused to open his eyes no matter what.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I really don't want to...face it!

At least... At least when he closes his eyes, he can still see Yun Nuo's faint smile.With his eyes closed, he could still smell the faint fragrance of Yunnuo.If he closes his eyes, he will still hear... Yun Nuo's soft moan.

However, as soon as she opened her eyes, she was gone, really gone.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, like a thousand feet piercing into it, and like a thousand knives slowly... being bitten.

His face was as pale as snow all of a sudden!

Yes, only when he was thinking of her, thinking of her, thinking of her, would his chest be... so... uncomfortable.

But no matter how much it hurts, how can it compare to her dedication!

Yes, he should be punished like this, who made him hurt her like this.

If it wasn't for him, she would still be a prefect; if it wasn't for him, she would still be smiling like a flower.

However, she... met him!
It was him who caused her to be hunted down; it was him who caused her family to be ruined; it was him who caused her to fall off a cliff...

Biting his lips tightly, at that moment, he wished he could just die of pain like this.

"My lord, my lord, your highness has already rested..." Hasty words drifted in from outside the house, and he knew...it was Li Shang's voice, but the "lord" in his mouth would be——

Could it be... him?

Biting his lips tightly, he suddenly felt strange in his heart, what was supposed to come... finally came——

"My lord, my lord—" the wooden door snorted, and suddenly the long sword was pointed at his neck, and someone really broke into the door.

"she left?"

Sure enough...it was his voice.

"She really left! You really forced her away—"

With a roar, the speaker suddenly withdrew his sword and slashed fiercely at the interior decorations, "Jing Chaoyang, how could you, how could you treat her like this—"

"Who is she? She is the woman you should be waiting for all your life. He is the family member you risk your life to accompany! But...but you...forced her off the cliff! Why? Why?"

The more she spoke, the more resentful she became, Jing Lanxuan, who was wielding a sword, wished he could slash at the first servant on the bed, "If you don't love her, why bother to provoke her! If you provoke her, why didn't you protect her! Why—— —”

Chang Xiao made a sound, and the person who kept wielding the sword... turned out to be... tears streaming down his face.

Vaguely, he saw Hao Yunnuo's cheerful smile again.His heart trembled suddenly, and the slashing sword couldn't help pointing at the person with closed eyes on the bed, "It was you, you killed her! It was you who killed my Anuo! It was you—"

His hands trembled and trembled, trembling and trembling, after all, he still didn't swing the sharp sword, "Jing Chaoyang, from now on, I, Jing Lanxuan, will cut you off with a knife, just like this sword!"

With a snap, a long sword was suddenly broken by his bare hands.With a flick of his sleeves, he went away resolutely, leaving only stars and bloodstains...

And that... Jing Zhaoyang who is full of despair.

That's right, he killed her, and she killed the one she loves the most!
Thinking of this, the person on the bed suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth immediately—she was no longer, so what was the point of his being alive.

His eyes were black, and he just "slept" deeply, leaving a room full of nervous howling people.

"Your Highness—"

"master--"

……

"Quick, hurry back to the capital—" Wen Tingxiao, who had just arrived, reacted quickly, shouted in a deep voice, and immediately led everyone back to the capital.

If he stayed here again, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince might not be able to return to the capital.Even if, even at the risk of beheading, he would still drag that unconscious person back to the palace, not for anyone else, but only for that unique her.

His thoughts suddenly danced, and he seemed to have returned to that morning decades ago...

(End of this chapter)