Lin Qingxi felt Lin Qingran's anger and pain, and her heart felt as comfortable as drinking honey. Such a Lin Qingran, who was inferior to her in every aspect, should be trampled under her feet and trampled on at will.
If you fight against someone who doesn't know your own abilities, you're going to die.
Lin Qingxi smacked her lower lip twice and looked up and down at Lin Qingran who was lying in the blood. As she spoke, she bent down and wiped Lin Qingran's wounds with a kind-hearted look.
With the bright red blood left on her lips, she persuaded her earnestly: "I know that Second Sister must hate the Emperor and I to death in her heart at this moment, but Second Sister, the Emperor has no choice. For the peace of the border, he has to sacrifice his sister.
The emperor has no choice but to do so."
But when his lips seemed to fall on Lin Qingran's ear accidentally, he said completely different words: "Lin Qingran, King Zhao has said that if he gets his sister, he will definitely cut off the tendons of her limbs and peel her off."
He stripped off his clothes and threw them on the training ground, letting soldiers humiliate him day and night to avenge the dead soldiers and his beloved brother Nanlin Prince Nangong Yue."
Lin Qingxi was as beautiful as autumn water. She seemed extremely charming, but there was a cold light in her eyes: "Sister, just wait and enjoy it! Aren't you always the most virtuous and virtuous? Aren't you Dongming's virtuous queen?
?Aren’t you always willing to do your best for the Emperor? This time, use your body to appease the grievances of the Nanlin soldiers for the Emperor!"
Every word Lin Qingxi spoke was like a knife stabbing her heart. Pulling it out and then stabbing it in again, again and again, mauled her heart into a bloody mess, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something. Lin Qingran couldn't say a single word.
He couldn't even speak, his face was completely gray and frighteningly pale.
"Is it your idea?" Was it this bitch's idea to send her out to appease Dong Lin's anger?
The indescribable desolation in Lin Qingran's eyes was the color of sunset and darkness drowning everything.
Do you really hate her so much? You want to use this most brutal method to destroy her dignity.
"What do you think?" Lin Qingxi's kindness seemed to be exhausted, and she refused to answer her questions anymore. She slowly stood up straight, with endless ridicule in her eyes.
Such a tone and such eyes made Lin Qingran even more desperate. All of this was actually the idea of the person she once slept with.
"Xi'er." Dugulin's voice was full of tenderness, just like every time he called her Ran'er before: "I will help you go back to your room to rest. The smell of blood here is too strong, which is not good for the child in your belly."
Lin Qingxi nodded delicately and snuggled into Dugulin's arms, as delicate as an orchid with water drops.
The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was petite and exquisite. They were all as beautiful as a painting, but in Lin Qingran's eyes, they were particularly dazzling.
These two evil ghosts in human skin, since she is going to fall into hell, why not drag them along with her.
A flash of anger flashed between his eyebrows, but he quickly covered it up. He looked frightened, trembling with tears rolling down his face, and suddenly rushed forward, trying to hug Dugu Lin's thigh, mouthing
But he shouted: "Dugulin, I have been devoted to you all these years, how could you treat me? How could you..."
Naturally, Dugu Lin would not let Lin Qingran get close to him. Before Lin Qingran could get closer, he raised his foot and kicked Lin Qingran. Because of this action, the area between his legs was exposed to Lin Qingran.
Ran's angry and painful eyes.
Lin Qingran had been waiting for this moment, but instead of hiding, she faced him.
"ah……"
A sound as cruel as a pig being slaughtered came out. Dugulin covered his crotch, with his pupils as wide as possible. Blood flowed out from the gap between his fingers, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, which could not be stopped at all.
"Your Majesty..." Lin Qingxi was so frightened by this sudden scene that she screamed. She never thought that Lin Qingran, who used to love Dugu Lin like her life, would actually make such a violent move.
Before she could recover, the hairpin dripping with blood in Lin Qingran's hand penetrated her belly again with lightning speed. In an instant, blood spurted out like a fountain.
"It hurts...my stomach..."
Lin Qingran's long hair was disheveled, and she looked at the pair of dogs with bloodthirsty madness in their eyes. She raised her head and laughed wildly, with endless desolation and sorrow in her laughter, as well as boundless hatred.
"Dugu Lin, I want you to have no descendants. Even if you ascend to the throne of God, there will be no one to succeed you! Lin Qingran, if you take my son's life, I want you to die without a son."
As soon as the words fell, the bloody hairpin penetrated her throat at the same time - she could die, but she could not be trampled on.