Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

After a long time, when the atmosphere was so silent that only the sound of blood dripping on the ground could be heard, Chief Qian said admiringly: "The King Qian is very courageous, but it is not enough to just give up one hand. Stab yourself in the chest?"

Scenery's eyes widened, and she was speechless, so she could only shake her head desperately at Gu Yan.

Gu Yan sighed.

Chief Qian said: "Yes, it is not worth doing this for a woman. Although Xia Guangguang is a queen, she is just a woman. Why would King Qian hurt himself for her?"

"Leading money, can you speak for words?"

Gu Yan’s words were actually intended to be followed by Yiyan. After being surprised, Chief Qian smiled happily. He didn’t expect that Gu Yan, the famous king of Qian in both countries, would be like this. Stupid man, so he also swore: "If King Qian stabbed himself with a sword in his chest, and I didn't let go of Xia Jing, then there would be lightning strikes, and everyone present could testify for me."

"Okay." Gu Yan's face pale due to excessive blood loss, smiled when he looked at the scenery, "Your Majesty, rest assured, you will be fine."

When the words fell, he held the sword in his left hand and pierced it into the right chest.

In the dazzling red, he drew his sword and slowly knelt on the ground.

Chief Qian was startled, and was so terribly frightened by Gu Yan that his hand suddenly released.

Scenery fell on the ground and coughed a few times. Despite her neck pain, she got up and ran towards Gu Yan and squatted beside him. It took a while before she found a place to drop her hand, shaking. He placed it tremblingly on his pale face, crying, "I said no more! Don't you understand it!?"

"In Your Majesty's collection..." His thin lips raised slightly, and his bloodless face also had a charming and strange beauty. "The minister saw it and said...When a woman said no, he actually wanted it."

The scenery couldn't laugh, she wiped her tears fiercely, but soon, the mist in her eyes condensed and turned into tears and flowed out. She didn't bother to care about these tears, and began to tear her own clothes. Tearing the edge and crying: "Those books are deceptive, don't you forbid me to read them? Why do you still follow the above?"

"Because the minister knows that your majesty is afraid of pain."

After the scenery, she cried more fiercely, but she still didn't tear off a corner of her clothes.

Gu Yan threw down the sword in his hand, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, and smiled in the mood: "What is your Majesty doing?"

"I...I want to tear off the corners of my clothes to plug your wound... But... But..." She cried out and said aggrieved: "I can't tear it...I...I'm so useless. ..."

The blood flow on his hands and chest was so fierce that bystanders would feel painful when they saw it, but he could still comfort her with a smile. Open it, don't cry, the next minister asks the ego and others to prepare easy-to-tear fabric for your majesty."

"Gu Yan, you stupid!" Feng Jing shouted angrily, tears kept falling, she was angry with herself, she wanted to jump into his arms and hold him, but she was afraid of touching his wounds.

As if seeing her thoughts, Gu Yan held her wrist with her left hand and pulled her into her arms. She smelled a strong smell of blood and saw his **** chest up close. She cried. He was like a three-year-old child, crying uncontrollably.

He touched the top of her head and whispered, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I won't die so easily."

Both of his swords avoided the critical point, as long as he stopped the bleeding in time, as for how to stop the bleeding... He raised his eyes to the door, and a beautiful shadow came on time on the lotus step.