Being speechless can only make the sourness in my heart overflow, and let the emotions that should not exist but already exist spread and expand...
If none of them can leave this dense forest alive today, she will not resent anyone, because she will not be alone on the road to hell...
Qingcheng raised her lips and smiled slightly. This was the first time she smiled like this in front of him. It was joy from the bottom of her heart. Although there was also sadness floating around, it was no longer the same as before!
Murong Jue's eyes were startled, and the expression on his pale face was a little unnatural. He looked at it in concentration, as if he couldn't believe that she also smiled at him...
"Qingcheng..." He murmured affectionately, calling her name while she was conscious, and his soft words penetrated into her heart.
"I'll accompany you!" she replied, and her arms around his waist tightened a bit.
She would not leave him at this time, would not abandon him, and would not let him suffer death alone...
Murong Jue's heart was suddenly warmed by her, just like the sunshine in March was enough to melt the frost in the world!
He should be satisfied. Even if he dies in the next second, he will have no regrets!
The corners of Murong Jue's mouth also curved into a slight smile, a faint smile that seemed to have a sadness of parting!
How could he bear to let her go to hell with him? He was very grateful that she could say such a word at the last moment!
He hugged her and brought her body closer to his chest. He wanted to feel her body temperature and her fragrance more clearly...
Everything has changed. He obviously married her back just to torture her, but now he is the one who is deeply hurt. But he has no regrets, and seems to be content with it, just like a moth to the flame, yearning for the light!
The silver light of the sword blade was flashing, and Murong Jue used his last ability to kill the people around him. When he could not hold on until the end, he gathered the inner strength in his palm and sent her several feet away, pushing her away.
Danger...
"No!" Qingcheng shouted with stunned eyes. She did not expect Murong Jue to do this.
The distance between them suddenly widened, but he still had her in his eyes!
"Let's go!" Murong Jue opened his blood-stained lips and growled, hoping that she could escape from here quickly by using her agility skills.
"Don't..." Qingcheng's unimpeded shout rang out in the forest. When he saw that all the killers' sharp swords were slashing towards Murong Jue, arrows with shimmering cold light shot out from the dense forest as if they had eyes.
After a few sounds, everything calmed down!
"Murong Jue!" Qingcheng flew back to his side, hugged his body that was about to fall, and fell to the ground with him.
Her face was full of tears, and she looked at the dying man with distress, "Why are you so stupid? Why..." She had already said she would accompany him, but why did he still send her out?
Murong Jue was so angry that he could no longer answer her. He lay in her arms, enjoying the last bit of tenderness and happiness he could feel...
The heavy eyelids were closing slowly. He had too much reluctance and too many things to say to her. He wanted to ask one last question: Do you still hate me?
However, he has lost his strength now!
The once high-spirited man closed his eyes, and his hand fell to one side without raising it, losing the ability to wipe away her tears!
If God gives him another chance, he will definitely not hurt her so deeply or so badly. He will cherish her and love her forever...
But everything that has happened can't be repeated, and he... doesn't seem to wake up again...
"Murong Jue!" Qingcheng cried, as if calling to stop his soul that was about to leave.
Her echo resounded in the forest, and the heart-rending sound was enough to move the faces of those who came over!
How to describe this scene!
A woman hugged a man covered in blood tightly and cried like rain, calling his name one after another, but the only response to her was the whistling of the wind and the sound of clothes...
Lu Feifan and others rushed here and saw such a scene. Dozens of black-clad corpses came into view on the ground, and Murong Jue was being held motionless in Qingcheng's arms. It seemed that he had also been buried in the fight just now!
"Princess, please forgive me!" Lu Zhenrong stepped forward and said. The current situation made their Lujiabao very embarrassed.
"Murong Jue..." Qingcheng couldn't hear the other people's words. She called him over and over again without giving up, tears falling from her eyes one by one.
She didn't believe that he died like this. Didn't he stop breathing last night?
Qingcheng suddenly discovered something. She lowered her head and pressed it against his heart, wanting to know if his heart was still beating!
With tears in her eyes, she held her breath and listened, a voice in her heart praying: Don't go, don't go...
"Princess..." Lu Zhenrong called her worriedly, thinking that Qingcheng was so stimulated that she would not give up and believed that Murong Jue was still alive.
"He has a heartbeat!" Qingcheng screamed, suddenly looked up at Lu Zhenrong and said: "He still has a heartbeat, save him quickly, save him quickly!"
It turns out that he is really not dead, he is still alive, still alive...
Qingcheng was frightened and anxious. She had lost her mind and didn't know what to do. She could only shout repeatedly for them to save Murong Jue!
Lu Zhenrong frowned and looked at Qingcheng suspiciously, then his eyes moved to Murong Jue, whose chest was still bleeding.
Anyone who was injured so seriously, and who was injured in a vital part, had no chance of survival, and Qingcheng's desperate cry made them confused again.
Lu Feifan, who was standing behind him, stepped forward, squatted down in front of Qingcheng, raised his hand and put it on Murong Jue's wrist.
A weak pulse is indeed a sign of life, but the intermittent beating at this time is probably not going to last long.
Lu Feifan was mute. He didn't know how to explain Murong Jue's current situation to Qingcheng. He could only look up at Lu Zhenrong and nodded lightly, but the dark eyes of his were also telling his father that Murong Jue was not affected.
Chance of rescue.
"Come here, send the prince to his horse!" Lu Zhenrong understood what his son meant, but as long as Murong Jue was still breathing, he would try his best to save him. Otherwise, if he really died here, the news would probably spread.
After arriving in the imperial city, Emperor Yun will not let go of Lujiabao.
Murong Jue was Emperor Yun's favorite prince. If he died, I don't know how many people would be buried with him!
In the blink of an eye, Murong Jue and Qingcheng had already boarded the carriage, and the sound of horses' hooves and the sound of rapidly rotating wheels could be heard on the mountain road. The sound was huge!
Qingcheng hugged Murong Jue's slightly cold body tightly. She was worried that such a fast speed would injure him more seriously and that she would not be able to insist on returning to Lujiabao.
In the car, Lu Zhenrong and Lu Feifan were both inside. They were worried that Murong Jue would have an accident on the way, so they were with them. Moreover, Lu Zhenrong was considered a patient who could heal himself, and he was also proficient in medical skills.
Lu Feifan gestured with his hands and told Lu Zhenrong that Murong Jue's heartbeat was very weak and intermittent. He was afraid that he could not stay in the castle. Moreover, the toxins in his body were close to his heart. Once it spread to his heart veins, even gods would be unable to save him!
Lu Zhenrong frowned, looking at the meaning of his son's hands, he looked at Qingcheng, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Jue.
His face was almost transparently pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.
Qingcheng remained silent and her whole heart was focused on Murong Jue. She hugged him tightly and transferred the warmth of her body to him, hoping that he could hold on.
"Princess..." Lu Zhenrong shouted in embarrassment, feeling that he still had to say what Lu Feifan meant by his gesture just now.
Qingcheng raised her eyes slightly, there were still tears in her dilated pupils, but she didn't cry anymore. The stopped tears made her eyes look very bright, but they looked very lifeless, as if there was something missing in them.
Lu Zhenrong couldn't help but twist his heart. In the eyes of outsiders, they all saw that Murong Qingcheng's feelings were no longer ordinary love, and Qingcheng's reluctance and discomfort just now also revealed her affection for him.
They both have feelings for each other. I wonder if what he is going to say next will make the stunning woman in front of him cry again?
Lu Zhenrong was worried, but he had to say it!
"The poison in the prince's body is already spreading, and the pulse is coming and going. Once the heartbeat disappears, I'm afraid..." Lu Zhenrong stopped talking, unable to say such cruel words.
Qingcheng has always been quiet. Ever since they got on the carriage, there was only one voice in her heart, and that was: Please stay alive...
She kept telling Murong Jue in her heart to hold on, he couldn't just sleep like this. Once he gave up this little hope of living, the road ahead of him would only be darker, darker, and lonelier...
The road to hell is lonely alone, Qingcheng wants him to know, and she also hopes he can hear the calls in her heart!
Qingcheng didn't say anything after hearing this. She stared at Murong Jue's pale and handsome face, her long and slender fingers gently caressing his face, her eyes as gentle as water!
She was telling him not to sleep too much, as this would make her worried.
If Murong Jue was still awake, if he saw her looking at him like this, he would definitely be ecstatic, but unfortunately, he could not see all the tenderness and worry that Qingcheng was showing right now...
The atmosphere in the car had always been bad, and it became even more depressing after Lu Zhenrong announced such news. Neither father nor son spoke anymore, and both focused their attention on Qingcheng.
Something they didn't expect happened. Qingcheng looked at Murong Jue for a few seconds before untying the tattered and damp clothes on his chest, and his hideous wounds suddenly came into her eyes.
This wound was very deep and the gash was very large. Qingcheng just glanced at it, and the moisture in her eyes could not help but drip down!
He must have been in pain at that time, but he stabbed the dagger into his heart without hesitation. How much courage and determination did he need to do it at that time, and how much love did he need to be willing to sacrifice it for her?
This life?
Qingcheng understands, this time she really understands his love!
She placed her catkin near his wound, caressing it gently, caressing it gently...
"Princess!" Lu Zhenrong suddenly called her, and even Lu Feifan's eyes on one side were suddenly stunned, and a look of shock spread across his face...
Qingcheng lowered her head and used her lips to take the drug for him. As long as he could prevent the venom from flowing into his heart, he could insist on returning to Lujiabao to get better treatment!
Neither father nor son expected Qingcheng to do this. Once she accidentally takes drugs, not only Murong Jue's life will be in danger, but her life will also be in danger!
Qingcheng sucked on his chest bit by bit, and her pink lips were soon stained by the black blood on his chest, but she didn't mind at all and didn't give up easily.
Qingcheng was also uneasy. She was worried that Murong Jue would bleed to death while she was sucking blood.
Just when the blood in his chest gradually turned red, Lu Zhenrong on the side told her in a low voice: "Princess, the prince's blood is already red, there is no need to suck it anymore!"
The father and son of the Lu family saw that Qingcheng seemed to be sucking Murong Jue's blood away. Her blood had turned from black to red, and she kept lowering her head to suck his blood!
After learning this, Qingcheng spit out the blood in her mouth and stopped. She wiped Murong Jue's chest with her sleeves and said without moving her eyes: "I can't see the color clearly!"
She didn't mean to suck more of his blood to make him more vulnerable. She was too afraid that the residual poison would stay in his body and make him unable to insist on returning to Lujiabao.
Qingcheng's murmur once again stunned the two people in the car. They were stunned for a moment and could only look at each other.
Lu Feifan raised his hand to feel Murong Jue's pulse, wanting to know if his health would be better after temporary detoxification, but the situation was still not optimistic!
"How's it going?" Qingcheng asked carefully, seeing Lu Feifan frowning, her heart tightened tightly.
He shook his head and gestured with his hands in front of her, while Lu Zhenrong explained for him, "The prince's pulse is still very weak."
Such a concise statement dimmed the only light in Qingcheng's eyes.
How much she hoped to hear that he was getting better and that he was saved, but her wholehearted hope only resulted in such news...
Qingcheng hugged his body tightly, fearing that if she let go even a little, the man in her arms would disappear.
"Don't die...please don't die..." Qingcheng choked and murmured, and the sounds of hope passed into Murong Jue's ears, but she didn't know if he could hear it or if he could persist for her!
This kind of love makes people feel so sad. Even Lu Feifan, who had no feelings for a long time, was moved by Qingcheng's voice of nostalgia.
If he had met a woman like her back then, if the woman he loved deeply was like her, then he would not be mute today, nor would he deceive himself and others into turning her into her...
There are always many secrets hidden in a person's heart, some of which are seen through by others, and some of which are known only to oneself!
[Thank you Shanshan for the flowers, and yingcf2005 for the red envelope. I’ll give you a big one. Today’s continuation depends on you guys! Hehe, you’re so awesome...]