Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1044 Don't cry, I will feel bad.

Chapter 1044 Don't cry, I will feel bad.

After listening to Jun Chengzhi's words at this time, Jun Chengyao realized that Xue'er had such a great hatred in her heart.

No wonder she hates people in the palace so much.

But even so, for him, Xue'er gave up revenge and said that she would go far away with her.

Jun Chengyao's heart was twisted like a knife, and he was swallowed by boundless pain.

It was he who failed Xue'er. She sacrificed so much for herself, but he didn't know anything.

He actually believed that these two beasts would let him leave the palace safe and sound.

There was never a moment when he hated his origin so much, why was he the son of King An!
Jun Chengzhi saw Jun Chengyao's struggle and pain in his eyes, and was delighted to see him in pain.

What I'm waiting for is now, to break his mind first, then make him crazy, and then catch him by surprise!
The long sword stabbed out!

bang——

Jun Chengzhi's long sword suddenly pierced Jun Chengyao's chest, his eyes were full of fierceness.

A white light flashed in front of Jun Chengyao, and when he looked up, he saw Jun Chengzhi's proud face.

But he stood there, motionless, with no intention of getting out of the way.

Jun Chengzhi's eyes flickered, full of vigilance, but he stabbed at him without hesitation.

As the person got closer, the corner of Jun Chengyao's mouth suddenly hooked evilly, and then his body moved slightly.

The long sword missed it!
Jun Chengzhi's long sword pierced through his left shoulder, and blood sprayed out.

But before he could be happy in the future, he felt a tingling pain in his right arm, and his mind was shocked.

It turned out that Jun Chengyao did it on purpose, just to wait for him to approach.

But it was too late for him to back away.

Jun Chengyao grabbed his shoulder blade with one hand, smiled sinisterly, and squeezed his hand hard.

click-

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and sweet.

Jun Chengzhi's face was pale, wrinkled into a ball in pain, and hatred spewed out.

"Jun Chengyao! How dare you..."

Jun Chengyao's eyes were full of despair and anger, but the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Oh, why am I afraid? I should have done this a long time ago, I am too stupid!

You guys don't treat me like a human being, yet I still foolishly think of that bit of blood! "

After the words fell, the zhenqi in his hand burst out, and he spun vigorously, directly turning Jun Chengzhi's left arm in a circle.

what--

Jun Chengzhi yelled in pain, and backed away repeatedly holding his hanging arm.

Jun Chengyao didn't want to let him go like this, he followed closely, struck with both hands, grabbed his hanging left arm again, and pulled it hard.

puff--

Blood spurted out, and Jun Chengzhi's left arm was torn off by him, and he drew an arc in the air and threw it on the ground.

Jun Chengzhi's face was distorted in pain, and he was completely helpless.

Jun Chengyao smiled sternly, kicked him out.

Jun Chengzhi slammed his body against the wall, then slid to the ground, his eyes dimmed from the pain.

When Wang An, who was lying on the ground, saw this situation, his eyes were tearing with anger, and he was very worried.

If the son dies, he will have no descendants!
Thinking of this, regardless of the danger to his life, he crawled over on his knees and hugged Jun Chengyao's leg.

"Jun Chengyao! Don't forget, you are the son of this king! Your blood is flowing on your body!

No matter how much you deny it, you can't get rid of the fact that you were born as a member of the palace and died as a ghost of the palace! "

Jun Chengyao looked down at him, his eyes were red, and he suddenly smiled.

"Yeah, I'm your son, I'm bleeding your blood, dirty blood, hahaha.

Do you know what I hate the most in my life?
I don't hate you for torturing me, and I don't hate you for using me, I just hate your blood on my body!

If I could choose, I would rather be an unknown beggar on the street!
I'd rather be fatherless and motherless than be your son! "

Having said that, he kicked him out and smashed him with Jun Chengzhi.

Jun Chengyao looked at the two of them, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the blade in the other.

"As long as I return this body of blood to you, I will no longer be your son. May there be no more entanglements in this life."

An Wang looked at his crazy appearance and was too scared to speak.

Jun Chengyao ignored him, supported both ends of the long sword with both hands, and slowly bent the sword into a rainbow arch.

Time seemed to pause.

Snapped--

There was a short sound, and the blade snapped in two from the middle.

Jun Chengyao actually broke the long sword!

Wang An looked terrified, his lips moved, but he didn't utter a word.

Jun Chengyao's right hand was filled with blood, dripping down the ground along the palm, and soon stained the ground red.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain, holding the broken sword in both hands, and thrusting it towards his body at the same time.

"In my whole life, there is nothing I hate more than having your blood on my body!"

The two severed swords entered the body, penetrated the body, and blood gushed out.

"After paying back this blood, I will no longer be your son, and my surname will no longer be Jun! I have nothing to do with the palace anymore!
You have no right to interfere with anything I do. If you are stubborn and want someone to assassinate me, then I will accompany you at any time!

But at that time, you are no longer my father and king, and I will not show mercy! "

After finishing speaking, with both hands, he pulled out the broken sword and threw it at King An.

Jun Chengyao turned around and walked out, letting the blood on his body keep gushing out.

Step by step, stepping on the pool of blood, walked out.

Wang An looked at his back, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't speak after all.

When he could no longer be seen, he hurriedly stood up and ran out to call for someone.

Jun Chengzhi has fainted from the pain and needs urgent treatment.

The arm should not be able to be connected back, but the life should be saved.

Jun Chengyao was covered in blood, holding on to the pain, and touched Jiaofangsi.

He can't die yet, he hasn't seen Cher yet.

He wants to tell Xue'er that he is no longer a member of the palace, not the son of King An, nor her enemy.

From then on, he was only Xueer's husband.

He wanted to take Xue'er far away, leave this hellish place, and live an ordinary life.

He wants to have many children with Xueer, and the daughter is as beautiful as her.

As for the son, teach him martial arts since he was a child, and protect his mother when he grows up.

He had a lot to say in his heart and a lot to do, and he wanted to tell Xueer one by one.

Relying on this belief, Jun Chengyao insisted on going to the Secretary of Jiaofang.

But his face was bloodless, and the wound on his body was still bleeding.

He lowered his head for a few glances, fearing to frighten Xueguan, he simply treated the wound.

Just in time, I saw two drunk young masters rushing up behind them and knocking them unconscious, then took off one of them's black robe and put it on.

In this way, Xueer can't see the wound on his body, and can't see the blood on his body, so she doesn't have to worry about him.

Jun Chengyao walked to the door, and when he heard movement inside, he felt extremely frightened, as if roots had taken root under his feet, he dared not push the door and enter.

squeak-

The door opened from the inside.

Li Gen stood in the door, looked up and saw him, frowning slightly.

She treated Xueguan's injuries well, washed her again, put on a clean robe, and carried him to the bed.

After finally finishing his work, he heard footsteps at the door.

The moment the door opened, she could smell blood.

She is a doctor, and her sense of smell is much more sensitive than ordinary people.

Although the man in front of her looked normal, she was sure that he might be covered in blood inside.

Is it his own blood?Or someone else's blood?

Li Gen didn't know whether to let him in, because Xueguan hadn't said a word since she brought him back.

Whether she helped treat the wound, or helped her take a bath, Xueguan was like a lifeless rag doll.

Being at the mercy of others, not making a sound, is not normal no matter how you look at it.

Li Gen was hesitating, when suddenly a hoarse voice came from the room.

"Let him in."

Li Gen turned his head and looked at Xueguan on the bed.

Feeling relieved, she finally spoke.

Xueguan looked back at her, her small face was snow-white, her eyes were still dull, but the corners of her lips curled up reluctantly.

"I want to have a few words with him alone, and I want to trouble the girl to stay outside for a while."

Li Gen took a deep look at her, the more she pretended to be okay, the more worrying she was.

But she couldn't refuse, after all, she was just an outsider.

"You go in."

Jun Chengyao walked in.

Li Gen gently closed the door outside, and guarded outside, with a complicated expression on his face.

She looked up at the moon above her head, praying secretly, why did Miss come here.

Jun Chengyao stepped into the door and looked at the weak and pale person on the bed. His heart ached like twists and turns, and his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift his feet at all.

He obviously wanted to tell her countless things, but when he saw someone, he couldn't say a word.

Xueguan and him looked at each other quietly for a moment, and suddenly the corners of their mouths hooked slightly.

"Jun Chengyao, come here."

He seldom sees Xueguan smiling, it seems that there is nothing in this world worthy of her smile, and nothing can make her stop.

But this time she smiled.

Jun Chengyao felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

But after thinking about it, Xue'er just encountered something like that, so it's normal to be a little abnormal.

Jun Chengyao had always listened to her, and immediately ignored the pain in his body, strode over and sat down carefully by the bed.

"Cher."

On the way here, he obviously rehearsed countless times and had a lot to say to her.

Looking at her face at this moment, I felt bitter and unspeakable.

Thousands of words, only merged into three words.

"Sorry……"

But Xueguan acted as if nothing had happened, took his hand, and gently rubbed the calluses on it as usual.

"Jun Chengyao, I..."

Paused, seemed a little choked up.

Looking at her complex expression, Jun Chengyao felt distressed in his heart, and immediately hugged her in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

This was the second time he cried, and it was for the same person in one day.

"Xue'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He didn't know what else to say besides saying sorry.

Xueguan let him hold her, quiet and obedient like a cat, but her eyes were no longer bright.

It was dark and lifeless.

"Jun Chengyao, I... hate you."

The words that had been suppressed in his throat finally came out.

Jun Chengyao trembled, slowly pulled her out of his arms, looked at her, and locked her eyes.

"I know, Xue'er, you hate me, I deserve it, it's just...you can't let me go.

I, I have already broken with the mansion, I have returned all the blood shed to that person, he is no longer my father.

From today onwards, I no longer have a home, no relatives, I... only you left. "

(End of this chapter)