: Fighting with one’s life

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

: Fighting with one’s life

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The trees are quiet and the wind has stopped.

Yan Qi stared blankly at Yue Jing's body that fell on her back, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

Yue Jing, he would choose to die in such a tragic way.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

Even Jiang Qi frowned slightly.

"Yue Jing——!!"

Yue Jue looked at the red blood spreading on the ground, her pupils narrowed, and she quickly stepped forward and hugged Yue Jing into her arms.

"Your Highness!" Qiu An said uneasily, wary of the soft sword still held in Yue Jing's hand.

He had just pointed his sword at His Highness.

just in case……

Yue Jue lowered her head and ignored Qiu An.

He looked at the long and ferocious sword wound on Yue Jing's neck with confusion.

After touching Yue Huan, he really wanted to kill Yue Jing.

But when Yue Jing committed suicide in front of him, he realized that his heart would also hurt.

Mourning for Yue Jing.

Yue Jing's mouth kept pouring blood, and she stared at Yue Jue with nostalgia. He let go of the sword in his hand, and slowly raised his hand to touch Yue Jue's face.

But when he touched the blood on his hands, he paused.

He lowered his hand sadly.

It’s better not to... dirty the imperial brother.

With a smile on his face, he swallowed hard the blood that kept rising in his mouth, "Brother Emperor, I'm very... happy."

"It turns out...my death...you will also be sad..."

Is it sad?

He clearly saw pain in Yue Jue's eyes.

"Yue Jing..."

Apart from calling his name mechanically, Yue Jue seemed to be unable to do anything else.

What should he say?

Yue Jing committed suicide, which was indirectly caused by him.

But he really couldn't be indifferent to Yue Jing like this.

Yue Jing shrank into his arms, but couldn't help but hold Yue Jue's white clothes lustfully.

He was in too much pain.

It won't hurt so much if you get close to Yue Jue.

"Brother Imperial, I have hurt sister Yue Huan, and I dare not ask for your forgiveness."

"...So, I risked my own life to make up for the harm I caused to her..."

"Don't be angry with me..."

If there is a next life, he still wants to be Yue Jue's younger brother, but he no longer wants to be Lin Yin's son.

He wants to be a biological brother to Yue Jue from the same mother.

Then, everything Yue Huan owns will completely belong to him, right?

Yue Jing's body became colder and colder. He tilted his head with difficulty, looked stubbornly at Yue Huan who was staring at him, and murmured an apology, "Sister Yue Huan, I'm sorry..."

In the next life, please give me your royal brother.

He sacrificed his life to eliminate the karma.

It's just about looking forward to the afterlife.

Replace it with a complete Yue Jue, a Yue Jue that only belongs to him.

Yue Jing still used her last glance on Yue Jue when she was about to die.

He stared straight at Yue Jue's features, as if he wanted to carve this face into the depths of his soul, so that even after crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking Meng Po soup, he would not forget it, right?

Po Meng, please show mercy to him.

Don't let him forget the royal brother.

He wanted to hold on to the clothes in his hands, but the passage of life gradually made his hands weak. Yue Jing's eyes were filled with deep attachment and reluctance, and he left his last words.

"Brother Imperial...take care..."

He has gone astray in this life.

It won't happen in the next life.

He will be good.

Don't hate him.

Yue Jue stared blankly at Yue Jing's pupils, which gradually became blurry and dull, and he saw clearly the last words Yue Jing said.

Although it was silent, he understood it.

He said that he died in the arms of the emperor——

Very happy.

Yue Jue raised his sleeves and wiped away the blood from the corners of Yue Jing's lips, restoring his stunning appearance.

Looking into his dull eyes, I finally shed a tear.

Yue Jue took a deep look at Yue Jing for the last time and reached out to cover his eyes.

Sighing softly, "Yue Jing, I won't see you again in the next life..."

Yan Qi looked at Yue Jue's silent figure, and naturally saw Yue Jue's tears. She murmured softly, "...Brother Emperor."

Yue Jue was so lonely that she felt very depressed.

"Yue Huan." Jiang Qi saw her ugly face and held her in his arms with pity.

Seeing her staring at Yue Jue and the two without blinking, she said, "Yue Huan, cause and effect in the world have their own conclusions, and you have to taste the consequences yourself."

Yue Jing's death is inevitable.

Even if Yue Jue is soft-hearted towards him, he will not let him go.

Even if it causes war between the two countries, he is not afraid.

He is no longer the Jiang Qi he was five years ago.

When Yan Qi heard this, he looked back tiredly and raised his eyes to look at the indifference between Jiang Qi's brows and eyes, "Are you going to taste the consequences?"

Yue Jing gave rise to the cause of killing Yue Huan and sow the fruit of committing suicide.

What about Yuezhi?

Is it impossible to escape the consequences?

Jiang Qi looked at Yue Huan's increasingly ugly face and frowned slightly, "What I want to say is..."

Jiang Qi's eyes widened in panic, blood dyed his eyelashes red, dripping down his cheeks, and his eyes instantly turned blood red!

"Yue Huan——"

At the last moment before Yan Qi lost consciousness, he only had time to see the blood on Jiang Qi's face.

She vomited.

But why did she seem to hear the voice of Little Sun in a trance?

The night is vast.

Following Wen Mo's shout, countless torches suddenly lit up around him!

The hot firelight did not make the bitingly cold night any warmer.

For a time, there was chaos and chaos.

Several men, looking for the same woman, had panic on their faces.

The strategizing, calm and self-possessed look of the past is completely gone.
To be continued...