Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 179 Torturing each other, Nalan Zhenqi spent a whole day digging a grave for Yueya himself, and he refused no matter who offered help.The moment Nalan Zhenqi put Crescent Moon into the coffin, she felt that her whole heart was broken together. She once wanted to give you a warm home, but she didn't expect that all she could give you now was this cold tomb.

Seeing Nalan Zhenqi who had lost a lot of weight in a day, Qiao Shuang'er couldn't help feeling distressed, and stepped forward to Nalan Zhenqi's side, "It's time for Zhenqi to close the coffin."

"Let me see her more." Nalan Zhenqi leaned over and touched Crescent Moon's face, stroking gently, as if he wanted to engrave Crescent Moon's appearance into his mind little by little, so that when he misses her in the future Just take it out and have a look.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Zhenqi caught a glimpse of a black flame imprint on Crescent Moon's neck at some point, and touched this imprint with his hand as if it was attached to his neck from birth, "Why didn't I notice it before?" You still have some marks here, Yueya, are you telling me to look for you according to this imprint in the future?"

The people standing in front of the tomb looked at the imprint on Yueya's neck in surprise, but they had never seen it before. Could it be that Yueya really left it as a memorial for Zhenqi to look for her?

Nalan Qingyi also walked up to Nalan Zhenqi and patted him on the shoulder, "It's time for Zhenqi to close the coffin."

A tear fell on Yueya's cheek, which was Nalan Zhenqi's reluctance and helplessness. He bent down and put his lips on Yueya's cold lips, feeling the pain in his heart, "Don't leave me." Out of all the tears of Nalan Zhenqi, he hugged Crescent Moon tightly and shouted like crazy, "Don't leave me, please, please, can you stay by my side? I won't make you angry again I won’t keep you anymore, I won’t make you sad again, give me another chance, I will definitely do a hundred times better than now, I just ask you to wake up.”

Seeing Nalan Zhenqi's heartbroken appearance, Nalan Zhijin and Bu Xiguo also lowered their heads and shed tears. Nalan Zhijin knew that he was too young to understand what emotion is. Seventh brother is suffering like this, but he remembers that the master killed his mother in front of him, why, master, don't you always care about us?For us you can even sacrifice your own life why kill our closest people.

Nalan Qingyi helplessly stepped forward to support Nalan Zhenqi, "Let go of her, Zhenqi let her go with peace of mind, please? She has already left and she hopes you have a good life."

Nalan Qingyi forcibly separated Nalan Zhenqi, and then said to the servant beside him, "Cover the coffin."

The servants lifted the lid of the coffin and put it on the coffin. Nalan Zhenqi watched helplessly as the coffin was nailed into place. From now on, this woman would no longer exist in his life, and those good memories still remained. A little bit exists in the mind.

Nalan Qingyi took Nalan Zhenqi out of the grave so that the servants could backfill the soil. Nalan Zhenqi leaned on Nalan Qingyi weakly as if all the strength in his body had been sucked away, and the joy in life seemed to be Gone with the wind, I suddenly felt so tired, so tired, too tired to care about the truth of the matter, too tired to question again why the person closest to me wanted to kill the woman I loved the most, feeling the power of this body. What the heart can bear seems to have reached the limit.

Nalan Qingyi looked at Nalan Zhenqi, who was expressionless and no longer crying, but became more worried, "Zhenqi, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, I'm so tired, I want to rest." Nalan Zhenqi smiled slowly, closed his eyes and passed out.

Seeing this, Jing Yirong, who had been several meters away from Nalan Zhenqi all day, immediately approached Nalan Zhenqi with a worried expression on his face, "What's wrong with him?"

"You don't have to worry that he just passed out." Nalan Qingyi comforted.

After returning to Taifu's mansion, according to the doctor's words, Nalan Zhenqi passed out because of excessive grief, and there was nothing serious about it.Jing Yirong stayed by Nalan Zhenqi's side every step of the way, wiping away the tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes in his dream, and wiping the dirt from his hands for him.

"This should be the last time you let me stay by your side so quietly." Jing Yirong said to himself, "Zhenqi, what will you do to me when you wake up? Like Zhijin, you will stay with me for revenge." Do you want to learn martial arts? Or do you want to kill me now?"

Xiao Yan walked into the room holding the fried medicine, "Master, the medicine is ready."

"Put it aside first. The doctor said he would wake up in a while, and I want to leave before he wakes up." Jing Yirong's thin words were mocking, and he raised his head to look at Xiao Yan's eyes full of doubts and smiled wryly, "I I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask me now, but I won’t answer any of your questions. The thing is that I killed Yueya with my own hands as you saw, and I didn’t want to be seen by you, but I didn’t expect you to see it all.”

"Master, what is your difficulty?" Xiao Yan asked puzzled.

Jing Yirong looked at Xiao Yan expressionlessly, "How do you know that I must have difficulties?"

"From the very beginning, the master disdained to kill Yueya. Later, it was because of Zhenqi that he slowly changed his attitude towards Yueya. When he was in Yujian Villa, the master could even hand over the Feather Sword to save Yueya for Zhenqi's sake. Now there is no reason to do anything." He suddenly killed Yueya for no reason. Can the master tell us the truth?" Xiao Yan is still the loyal Xiao Yan who will always stand by Jing Yirong's side, and will always find reasons and excuses for everything Jing Yirong does. Or for analysis and judgment.

Jing Yi stood up and patted Xiao Yan lightly, but didn't answer Xiao Yan's question, but softly ordered, "Zhen Qi is about to wake up, he probably doesn't want to see me, after he wakes up, feed him medicine."

Xiao Yan stared at Jing Yirong's thin back, master, you can pretend you don't care about anything but your worry for Zhenqi is enough to prove everything, why don't you give yourself and Zhenqi a chance and make him hate you.

Qiao Shuang'er has been running to the Grand Tutor's Mansion every day these days. Although Nalan Zhenqi is in good health, she has been ill for many days due to this disease. Even though Qiao Shuang'er does not want to hurt Bu Chenche again, she can't leave Nalan Zhenqi behind Lan Zhenqi ignored her.

Jing Yirong was sitting in the pavilion not far from Nalan Zhenqi, watching the servants go in and out of the room she couldn't enter now, and Qiao Shuang'er appeared in the corridor again.Jing Yirong's eyes fell on Qiao Shuang'er and she said unexpectedly, "Qiao Shuang'er, the distance you have walked back and forth to Taifu's mansion now is the distance between you and Bu Chenche in the future. Filled in easily.

Qiao Shuang'er stopped in her tracks, "Jing Yirong, I don't know why you killed Yueya, I just want to tell you that now each of us is accompanying Zhenqi for you. Whether you like it or not, the current situation is You made it."

"I only killed Yueya because of the distance between you and Bu Chenche. Don't pour such dirty water on me." Jing Yirong replied flatly.

Qiao Shuang'er's original good temper, which wanted to be extremely controlled, also disappeared because of Jing Yirong's attitude, "Jing Yirong, I haven't discussed the matter between me and Bu Chenche with you now! You should go into the room and have a look, see Seeing Nalan Zhenqi sitting on the bed without eating or drinking, you should look at the inhuman Nalan Zhenqi who is tortured by you. He is refusing to live now, do you know why? Not just because Yueya died because the person who killed Yueya was the master he cared about, and he treated him like a family master."

Jing Yirong's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head, "Even a man who can't bear this kind of pain is just a waste alive."

"You!" Qiao Shuang'er stared at Jing Yirong with wide eyes in disbelief, she never thought that she could say such cruel and heartless words now, "Jing Yirong was the one who misunderstood you all along, you It really is as ruthless as the rumors say."

The pain in Jing Yirong's eyes has disappeared when he raised his head, "You should have known that I was cruel and indifferent the first time you saw me."

Qiao Shuang'er stared at Jing Yirong's clear and calm face, but she didn't ignore the sadness hidden in her eyes. Why did the cold-blooded Jing Yirong frown so ugly these days?Who is hurting who in the current situation?Qiao Shuang'er sighed helplessly.

After Qiao Shuang'er left, Jing Yirong unconsciously held the teacup on the stone table in his hand. He was obviously thirsty and wanted to drink a glass of water, but he used too much strength. For some reason, the teacup was crushed in his hand, and the pieces scratched his white skin. Jing Yirong watched in a daze, but couldn't feel the slightest pain. Was she even sick?

In the room, Nalan Zhenqi leaned on the bed with empty eyes, her face that had not eaten a grain of rice for several days became thinner, and her eyes no longer had the brilliance of the past.He knew that there would be someone by his side every day, but she was the only one in the crowd.

Why don't you come and explain to him, why don't you tell him that she killed Yueya out of her own grievances, no matter what kind of grievances she says she has, he will be willing to believe her, even if it's just a lie to him?

Nalan Zhenqi's expectations were shattered in the waiting again and again. She killed the woman he wanted to marry in the future in front of her, and then did not explain in a word.The whole thing doesn't seem to affect her at all, master, am I dreaming or do you really not care about me that much?

Nalan Zhenqi sat motionless, he really didn't want to think about the reason, he was so tired he wanted to rest, he wanted to sleep like Crescent Moon and never wake up.It was the second time in his life that he felt that life was worse than death. The first time was when his mother passed away, and the second time was now.

Tears have already dried up, and the heart is paralyzed and no longer conscious.No matter what it is, there is no way to get his attention again, and survival is nothing but pain.

Nalan Qingyi put down the soup and porridge in his hand, Nalan Zhenqi's negative appearance made him worried, walking by the window far away, he saw the figure appearing in the pavilion for several days.One waits for an explanation, and the other refuses to explain. Why are you so stubborn? Is it because there are two masters and apprentices?

Obviously worrying about going to the pavilion every day but still unable to move forward, obviously searching for her figure in the crowd but not saying a word.The final result is just torturing each other. When will this pain disappear?Yirong, you are pushing Zhenqi away from you, who is your family member, do you know that?You will never go back to those days of intimacy, it's not that Zhenqi didn't give you a chance but you didn't give yourself a chance.

Jing Yirong bandaged the wound casually. According to Nalan Zhenqi's condition, his body would not be able to hold on in a few days. Since he kept asking her for an explanation, she gave him an explanation.Zhenqi, I want to keep you by my side for a few more days, but now you let me push you away with my own hands.You can hate me, blame me, just don't leave me, okay?I would rather your choice is the same as that of Zhijin. I would rather have you torture me by my side than you would choose to leave me. You are my family. Is there a time when the family needs to be separated helplessly?