She herself felt that those experiences of being a wandering spirit were unbelievable and not as credible as lies.

But now, with Ning Huaizhao like this, she seemed to have only one choice.

"Maybe Azhao won't believe what I say, but it all happened. I am actually a person who died once."

"It was Ah Zhao who saved me, so I..."

Ning Huaizhao chuckled softly: "With this virtue of my king, I can only kill people, but I don't remember saving anyone. If the little princess tried so hard to make up lies, there is no need to say this."

"Everything I said is true, Azhao."

Chi Wanyue reached out to grab Ning Huaizhao, but he raised his hand to avoid it, his eyes like a torch.

Holding his head, Ning Huaizhao slightly raised his chin, signaling Chi Wanyue to look back.

Chi Wanyue turned her head and looked over, and then she realized that there was someone tied up behind, and it was bloody.

Her thoughts just now were all on Ning Huaizhao, and she didn't see him at all.

"Did you see that? This person is the assassin who assassinated my king last night, and this is the only one left alive."

"Autumn breeze."

"master."

"Go and cut out his heart. I want to see what the human heart looks like and what it looks like when it beats."

"yes!"

Qiu Feng agreed and carried out his order without hesitation for a second.

The dagger stabbed in, and bright red blood flowed out, lining the black night clothes, and then rolled down to the tips of the shoes, like a small stream that kept flowing. The blood flow was long and thin.

Qiu Feng held his heart in front of Ning Huaizhao's eyes without changing his expression, but it was still beating weakly.

Even the guards who have been in the palace for several years cannot stand this scene.

Ning Huaizhao lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled casually and tiredly: "It looks like this, has the little princess ever seen it?"

Chi Wanyue pinched the corners of her clothes tightly, her face turned slightly pale.

Since her rebirth, her behavior has become much fiercer and she has never been merciful. But to do this to Ning Huaizhao made her a little confused.

Ning Huaizhao's smile became brighter and brighter, but there was desolation in his eyes: "I have seen a lot and done many such things. I am not the same person as the princess. If you really want to marry me, you will have to see these things in the future.

The scene will be..."

Before she could finish her words, Chi Wanyue suddenly drew the scimitar from her waist, lifted her heart, which was still beating weakly, into the air, and cut it in half with one stroke. The blood splashed on her face, staining her face red.

Shock flashed across the faces of everyone present.

Ning Huaizhao suppressed a smile, slowly pursed his lips, and looked down at Chi Wanyue's still trembling hand. His eyes touched the half circle of red marks on his wrist, and suddenly became gloomy.

Chi Wanyue raised her hand to wipe the blood from her face and said firmly: "If Azhao is like this, I will also be your sword. If Azhao is in hell, I will be willing to fall into hell with you!"

Ning Huaizhao's hand in his sleeves tightened, thinking of the old Marquis he met last night, protecting his daughter in this way.

It's ridiculous to say that if according to his temperament, there was such a little girl who loved him wholeheartedly and was the spoiled youngest daughter of the then Marquis Weiyuan, he should not hesitate to accept her.

After all, Weiyuan Hou's power is of great benefit to him. Even if he doesn't like it, he will definitely be able to coax Chi Wanyue into happily giving everything for him, even the entire Hou Mansion.

But every time he faced Chi Wanyue, there was a voice in his heart shouting: It can't be her, it can be anyone, but it can't be her.

What she should have is a bright and splendid life, instead of sinking into the mud and suffering with him.

Ning Huaizhao slowly loosened his hands, and the look in his eyes became colder, like winter frost.

"The little princess's generous heart to help the world should be used elsewhere, I don't need it!"

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave. Chi Wanyue reached out to pull him, but he pulled her away and her wrist slipped away. She couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Ning Huaizhao's pupils narrowed and his gaze fell on her wrist.

Chi Wanyue raised her eyes and saw him looking at her wrist, his expression tense, and his eyes covered with a layer of haze.

Maybe Ah Zhao wasn't even remotely interested in her?

Then she would give it a try.

Ning Huaizhao raised his eyes and saw Chi Wanyue's expression. He quickly collected his thoughts and felt a layer of embarrassment in his heart. He raised his voice and said: "Qiulin Qiufeng, send the little princess back. Tell me, who will come back in the future?"

Let her enter the palace, and I will punish her severely!"

"yes!"

The autumn wind in the autumn forest responded and wanted to invite Chi Wanyue back.

When I turned around, no one was there.

Qiulin: "The little princess still has the ability to teleport?"

Qiu Feng: "If you are blind, look at the high platform."

These words reached Ning Huaizhao's ears, and he turned to look.

Chi Wanyue stood on the high platform of the martial arts arena, standing on the edge, holding up the hem of her skirt, looking like she was about to jump off at any moment.

The high platform is three or four stories high. If you really jump off, you will either die or be disabled.

Ning Huaizhao tightened his jaw and said in a deep voice: "Chi Banyue, come down!"

Chi Wanyue raised her face stubbornly: "I don't! Ning Huaizhao, please listen to me. I will jump from this high platform today. If you catch me, you will never be able to throw me away again."

Let me go, if you..."

The little girl's voice paused, and she seemed very reluctant to speak out the second possibility. Her voice was a little lower than before: "If you hadn't caught me, I would have stopped pestering you, and I might as well have died today.

, disabled or not, it has nothing to do with you!"

Ning Huaizhao's expression became more sinister and terrifying, as if dark clouds were pressing down on the sky.

"Threatening me? Chi Wanyue, you are really capable!"

Chi Wanyue pursed her lips, with a bit of uncertainty in her voice: "You are a threat if you care about me. If you don't care, then I am not."

"What does your life and death have to do with me?"

Ning Huaizhao tossed off his sleeves and turned to leave.

Skylark escaped from the Hou's Mansion and rushed to the Prince's Mansion.

Just as he came over and met Ning Huaizhao, he saw Chi Wanyue jumping down from the high platform, her skirt was blown up by the wind, flying in the air like a flower blown by the wind.

"Princess Princess!"

Skylark was so distraught that he fainted from fear.

Ning Huaizhao's expression suddenly changed, his figure was as fast as a ghost, and the corners of his white robe were flying in layers, leaving afterimages in the air.

With just half a meter left, Chi Wanyue would fall to the ground.

Ning Huaizhao picked her up and served as her backrest. The white robe was stained with dust and was pressed underneath by Chi Wanyue's layers of pleated gauze skirts, overlapping and covering up.

He was furious, his brows and eyes were covered with a layer of deep anger, his eyes were red, even the corners of his eyes were dyed a little bit, he reached out and pinched Chi Wanyue's cheeks, and used his strength: "Chi Wanyue, don't do it.

Dead?"

Chi Wanyue smiled and reached out to hold Ning Huaizhao's face, her eyes curled into crescent moons: "Azhao still cares about me, right? Otherwise, how could he be threatened by me?"

Ning Huaizhao was so angry that his head was dizzy, his teeth clenched, and even the strength in his hands became heavier: "I am afraid that you will die in the palace and cannot explain to the old Marquis!"


Chapter completed!