As he spoke, Yin Luzhu took out a piece of cloth and said, "This is for your clothes. This cloth is the dyeing and weaving technique owned by the Yunjiang royal family. No one can wear it except you."
Ji Xuan stared blankly at the cloth in Yin Luzhu's hand, but she suddenly calmed down.
She stared blankly, a little dull, a little in disbelief, and then she suddenly laughed, her shoulders shaking as she laughed.
"Hahahaha! It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous!"
"Yin Luzhu, I curse you. You will never get what you want in this life. No one will treat you sincerely. You will not die well!"
Listening to her curses indifferently, Yin Luzhu suddenly pulled out the dagger hidden in his boot and cut Ji Xuan's neck.
But at this critical moment, a hoarse voice sounded from behind, "Lu Zhu doesn't want it!"
Yin Luzhu's dagger stopped awkwardly at Ji Xuan's quiet spot.
Listening to that familiar voice, she didn't even look back, she just stared at Ji Xuan fiercely.
Ji Yanchen's voice brought back Ji Xuan's somewhat distracted consciousness.
She slowly raised her head and looked at Ji Yanchen, who was standing not far away.
He came here covered in travel, with a glistening layer of sweat on his face. At this moment, his eyes were scarlet and full of reluctance.
Ji Xuan's lips trembled slightly.
She slowly stretched out her hand towards Ji Yanchen, as if she wanted to grab something, but as if she thought of something, she retracted her hand again.
"Brother, brother..."
"Lu Zhu, let Ji Xuan go, I will take her away and never appear in Da Yin or in front of you again, okay?"
Ji Yanchen almost meant to pray for the last two words.
Yin Luzhu's red lips curled up slightly with a playful smile, "Leave?"
She whispered Ji Yanchen's words softly, with a cold flash in her eyes.
The next moment, she drew the dagger quickly.
In an instant, Ji Xuan's eyes widened and she fell to the ground.
The scorching blood flowed down her neck in a winding motion.
Ji Yanchen's pupils shrank suddenly.
He rushed forward and pressed on Ji Xuan's wound in a panic, his voice trembling, "Don't be afraid, hold on, I will apply medicine for you and I will save you."
Ji Xuan fell into Ji Yanchen's arms. She stared at him closely. There were emotions that Yin Luzhu couldn't understand.
But within a moment, Ji Xuan's body stopped shaking, and her whole body fell completely into darkness.
Ji Yanchen's hand paused just as he took out the pills.
He looked at the hands hanging down in his arms, his eyes full of pain and suffocation.
Just a moment, like deathly silence.
Ji Yanchen stood up and looked at Yin Luzhu in disbelief, but he didn't say a word.
Facing his scarlet gaze, Yin Luzhu smiled brightly.
"It turns out that you really can't save a dying person."
After saying this, Yin Luzhu stopped staying and turned around to leave, but heard Ji Yanchen's voice coming from behind.
"Why, Yin Luzhu?"
Her footsteps paused slightly, she looked sideways, with a slight smile on her face, "Because you said that you will stay with me in this life and never leave, so I have to choose one of the two. I can only let Ji Xuan go.
Dead."
"..."
Ji Yanchen couldn't hold back a breath of cold air.
This person, she...
As if thinking of something, Yin Luzhu paused, then turned back.
When she came to Ji Xuan, she looked at her condescendingly and said, "I promised you, Your Majesty, that I will take her head back to restore my life."