Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 401 Secrets in the General’s Mansion [20]

【Secrets in the General's Mansion 【20】】

He slowly lowered his head, buried his face deeply in his hands, and said in pain: "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have abandoned Wan Qing, and I wouldn't have been condemned by my conscience every day and night, Wan Qing Qing would not die so miserably."

"It's all you, it's all you, you are the chief culprit who killed Wan Qing, you are the devil who hides a knife in a smile, I hate you—" Yan Wuhen rushed to Tang Yan's side suddenly, took out a dagger from there, He stabbed fiercely towards Tang Yan's chest
Blood splashed on Yan Wuhen's face and body like a scarlet spring.

Tang Yan looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

She can endure the scolding and contempt of the whole world, but she can't stand this man saying "I hate you" to her.
Blood flowed continuously from her chest, and at the same time, her limited vitality flowed out.

Feeling the coldness and emptiness inside her body gradually, and the face in front of her eyes becoming more and more blurred, boundless fear suddenly arose in her heart.

Stretching out his hand with all his strength, he firmly grasped the placket of his chest.

She tried her best to get herself close to his chest, staring closely at the man in front of her, trembling her pale lips, and said word by word: "Wuhen, I hated you too, but I hate the man who stole your heart even more." I don’t regret killing her, the only thing I regret is falling in love with you.”

Yan Wuhen stared blankly at Tang Yan as she slowly closed her eyes, and then lay powerlessly on his chest.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he murmured: "I am the murderer, I am the murderer, I am the murderer—"

He suddenly raised his head and roared at the ****, then waved his palm and slapped his own Tianling Gai hard.

A crystal clear dog-beating stick flew over like a meteor, and hit Yan Wuhen's high-raised wrist precisely, only a crisp cracking sound was heard.
Of course, it couldn't be the cracking of the dog-beating stick, but the cracking of Yan Wuhen's wrist bone. As his arm fell limply, his body fell to the ground limply.

After the dog-beating stick was hit, it flew back quickly, and landed firmly in the hands of Mu Cangshui who strode in from the door.

Following him in was a man in a mink fur cloak and a bamboo hat covering a light veil, followed by Liu Hanzhong, Li Qun, and Zhang Liang, and there were many guards and yamen holding torches in the courtyard. catch fast.

(End of this chapter)