All this happened so suddenly.

So much so that Tang Jiaren didn't understand why this happened.

She could understand what Yu Qianqiong said, but she didn't understand the meaning.

He said he was forcing her to merge.

Why merge? Should I save her life?

But...Xuexiu and Qianqiong are gone, what else can she do if she wants to die?!

Why is this happening? How can this be done? He is not trying to force him to merge, he is trying to force her to death!

Tang Jiaren felt dizzy and the world was in chaos. She was the only one who struggled, but she couldn't get rid of the upside down of the world. She closed her eyes and fainted.

Zhan Cangqiong had a calm face and picked up Tang Jiaren and sent him into the tent.

Meng Shuilan had red eyes, followed Zhan Cangqiong and entered the tent.

Zhuo Landa looked at the bodies of Tang Buxiu and Yu Qianqiong and said, "Don't stay here, it's burning."

Meng Shuilan frowned and said, "If you don't show the beauty the last time, it will burn directly. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Zhuolanda said coldly: "What's the good thing about it? Besides, wasn't that last glance just now? People are looking for death, but they cannot live."

Meng Shuilan argued with reason and said, "Even if you want to burn, you should make a decision, not you!"

Zhuo Landa said: "Meng Shuilan, have you forgotten, who am I?"

Meng Shuilan lifted it in one breath to her chest, unable to come up or down, and she would suffocate him to death.

Duanmu Yan said: "Brother, if you insist on burning the corpse, you are afraid that the beauty will feel even more painful when she wakes up. It would be better to ask her to send them the last journey. Furthermore, if she really merges, maybe... it is unknown that they can be saved."

Zhuo Landa thought for a moment and said, "Twist their bodies into the carriage and send someone to watch them, don't let the wild dogs take them away. Wait... tomorrow, the beauty wakes up and then decide."

Duanmu Yan replied: "No."

Zhuo Landa turned around and walked into the tent to see Tang Jiaren.

Duanmu Yan greeted people, carried the bodies of the two onto the carriage, and then sent a team of people to guard the carriage, and no one was allowed to approach.

Meng Shuilan left four more people behind and stood on the side of the carriage.

Duanmu Yan said: "Master Meng is not at ease with me?"

Meng Shuilan said: "It's not that I'm worried about the Sixth Prince, but... I always have to give the beauty an explanation. Before she wakes up, I'll guard the corpse of Tang Buxiu and Yu Qianqiong."

Duanmu Yan sighed softly and said, "The incident happened suddenly, no one expected it."

Meng Shuilan's eyes darkened and she said, "It's indeed very sudden, but it was not unexpected."

Duanmu Yan looked at Meng Shuilan.

Meng Shuilan opened the folding fan, shook it, and then put away the fan irritably, saying, "When Yu Qianqiong talked about the death without death, he was already ready to die. No, maybe, it would be earlier. Otherwise... he wouldn't have made those dresses for Tang Jiaren overnight. I think he had already thought about this, but now he saw that the beauty was seriously backfired and had to advance the plan and disrupt our lineup."

Duanmu Yan muttered as if he was talking to himself: "Nine deaths are gone..."

Meng Shuilan smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Don't worry, you and I are not in Yu Qianqiong's plan. If Qiu Yuebai is there, he can't escape."

Duanmu Yan frowned slightly.

Meng Shuilan sighed, looked at the tent, and stopped talking.

The wind was a little strong, the night was a little cool, and the smell of blood was blowing all over the ground, filling everyone's breath, flooding into a kind of sadness and panic, and finally turned into a sigh, dissipating in the black...

In the tent, Zhan Cangkong looked at Tang Jiaren with his eyes down, his deep eyes full of heartache. He gently stroked Tang Jiaren's cheek with his big hands, and he wanted to feel sorry for her, hurt her, and...get the pain for her!

Zhuo Landa knelt on the edge of the floor, stretched out her skinny hand, and took the vein of Tang Jiaren. After a while, she withdrew her hand and said slowly in the anxious eyes of Zhan Cangkong and Meng Shuilan: "I feel like a qi, and my mind is restless. Even if I was in a coma, I still fell into extreme pain. If it were in the past, I would have to put a needle on her mind and match it with a fragrance of mind. Now, I can only rely on herself. If this matter is done, a lotus will appear on her eyebrows when she comes to Guishui. If it doesn't..."

Zhan Cangqiong and Meng Tianqing asked in unison: "What will happen?"

Zhuolanda frowned and replied, "It will be crazy."

Zhan Cangkong frowned, his face was terriblely dark, and he felt oppressed as if the storm was about to come. He said, "If the beauty wakes up and can't be clear-headed, I... whip the corpse!"

Meng Tianqing gritted his teeth and said, "When my arm is well maintained, I will whip it for the second time!"

Zhuolanda took back her thin hand, stood up slowly, and said, "Let's wait and see."

Meng Tianqing said with hatred: "Yu Qianqiong is too cruel!"

Zhuo Landa said: "He is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. In his eyes, except for Tang Jiaren's life, our lives are all wet. If Tang Jiaren cares about you and me, tonight... there will definitely be a place for you and me in the corpse."

Meng Tianqing's face turned pale and cursed: "Crazy!"

Zhan Cangqiong said: "He is a madman, what is Tang Buxiu?"

Zhuo Landa said: "Even if Tang Buxiu loses his internal strength, he will not be so weak. I think... he also wants Yu Qianqiong to succeed."

Meng Tianqing roared angrily: "What are they good at being a beauty? The beauty said that she would rather die than be heartbroken! How could they do this? How did they let the beauty live? They... they are so cruel!" At the end of the conversation, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Meng Tianqing also felt that this was not good. She didn't look like a real man, so she simply turned her head and stopped looking at Tang Jiaren.

Zhan Cangkong stood up and said to Huang Ruyi who was guarding the door: "Take people to protect this place, and no one is allowed to approach the beauty."

Huang Ruyi took a deep breath and replied loudly: "No!"

Fang Heizi said to Huang Ruyi: "Why didn't you go in and see her?"

Huang Ruyi lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Fang Heizi sighed heavily and said, "Things of the world are unpredictable. Miss Tang is really not easy. Outsiders are thinking about her flesh and blood and force her to merge. As for her own people, they also force her to merge for her life. To be honest, I think the leader of the Tang sect and Yu Qianqiong are too cruel."

Huang Ruyi suddenly looked up and glared at Fang Heizi, cursing with tears in her eyes: "You know what's wrong! Tender buds have grown on the arms of the Lord of Flower! If you don't merge, will you let her die?! Who can watch her turn into a tree?!"

Fang Heizi was shocked.

Huang Ruyi said: "I tell you Fang Heizi, Lord Ruohua cares about you, I will stab you to death!"

Fang Heizi's mouth twitched and muttered: "Fortunately she doesn't like me."

Huang Ruyi kicked Fang Heizi's buttocks and scolded: "Get out!"

Fang Heizi staggered two steps and wanted to get angry, but when he saw Huang Ruyi's tears, he swallowed his anger back into his stomach, and ran away from Huang Ruyi in disappointment, and went to the other side to stand guard.

The scholar stood in the dark, with a confused look on his face.
Chapter completed!