The country is the matchmaker!Princess Black Lotus is reborn as a poisonous concubine

In short, the Cheng family is at the end of its rope. Whether Cheng will die or live in the future, Zhuo Lingchu has no time to care about idle people like him.

But what he didn't expect was that these cats and dogs would come to him regardless of life and death, and even made nonsense of wanting to take his Yun'er away.

What a big joke. I have been praying for this life just to be able to stay with Jun'er for the rest of my life. Seeing that I am about to stay until the clouds clear and the moon shines, someone unexpectedly comes to kill me.

Zhuo Lingchu suddenly squatted down on the spot, picked up the dagger he had just knocked off, and used the tip of the knife to lift Cheng Qian's miserable and embarrassed face, his voice was as cold as a cold pool.

"I don't want to go against Jun'er's wishes. Don't get her eyes dirty before Jun'er wakes up. Get out of my sight."

Zhuo Lingchu turned the dagger in his hand, "Or, if I give you a chance to die in the hands of my Xichang 'God of War', King Yama will also give me a favor and let you have a good pregnancy in your next life."

Zhuo Lingchu thought that he was already more magnanimous than ever before, but he never imagined that the man in front of him would toast him instead of eating the fine wine.

Cheng Qian spat fiercely at Zhuo Lingchu with bloody saliva. Although Zhuo Lingchu nimbly dodged it, he was still disgusted.

"You want to die?"

Cheng Qian smiled coldly, "Zhuo Lingchu, I didn't expect that you, the dignified second prince of Xichang, would actually make up unfounded stories to deceive me. You and Yun Lan will never be related to each other. It was like this in the last life, and this life The same is true. In my last life, I had an inseparable marriage with Her Royal Highness Princess Yunlan. In this life, although she and I still have a tragic ending, we are deeply in love with each other that no one can understand!"

Living like an ant in the world, it is better to give yourself a break now.In this life, he woke up too late. When he comes to the next life, he will definitely plan in advance to have a perfect marriage with Mu Yun, instead of being like in these two lives, which is unforgettable and heartbreaking.

Yun Lan, please open your eyes and look at me. In this life, I will die for you again. Can you come to me as soon as possible?We will be able to reconnect soon...

Before Zhuo Lingchu could react, Cheng Qian had already raised his neck and thrust towards the dagger in Zhuo Lingchu's hand.

Pillars of blood spurted out and splashed all over Zhuo Lingchu's body. "Tick-tock-tock" flowed along the corners of his clothes to the ground. Half of the room was about to turn into a sea of ​​blood in an instant.

"Chuckles..."

Cheng Qian covered his neck and raised his upper body with force, trying to look over Zhuo Lingchu's shoulders and look at Mu Yun on the bed.Zhuo Lingchu, who was in front of him, was stunned for only half a second, with a silent sneer on his lips.

"it's a pity."

It's a pity that this poor man will never know the truth of his previous life. It's a pity that Jun'er will never see the tragic scene of his death for love.

He ignored the unnecessary movements made by the person in front of him before he died, stood up without saying a word, took off his bloody brocade coat, picked up the towel prepared by the inn, and wiped the blood stains on his hands bit by bit. , watching expressionlessly as the life of the man on the ground slowly disappeared.

Zhuo Lingchu thought to himself that Cheng Zhi was already classified as a lunatic in his heart. He did not expect that Cheng Qian, who usually kept silent and only acted as his elder brother's shadow, would be even worse than Cheng Zhi.

But it doesn't matter, the entire Cheng family will soon be killed by Emperor Pingren. There is absolutely no chance that such low-level bloodline, which is causing harm to the world, can survive in the world anymore.

His Yun'er, with her natural beauty and stunning talent, could attract the physical and mental yearning of countless men with just a pair of skins.Zhuo Lingchu understands the possessiveness in man's nature best. Now he is only grateful that he is strong enough. Faced with the bees and butterflies like Cheng Zhi and Cheng Qian, he can frighten them with his own strength.

However, what he is most worried about right now is how to deal with the bloody corpse and the blood on the ground in front of him?Jun'er will definitely be frightened when she sees this scene when she wakes up.

Normally, when faced with such a dirty mess, Liuying Pavilion's men would take care of the aftermath, but when he needed to do it himself, what Zhuo Lingchu regretted most now was that he didn't bring a few subordinates with him to deal with the aftermath. thing.

Looking back silently, Mu Yun was still sleeping peacefully. Zhuo Lingchu took a deep breath, did some mental preparation for a long time, rolled up his sleeves, carefully took the quilt from the bed, and then vigorously removed the quilt on the floor. The body was rolled up, and Cheng Qian's body was picked up and jumped down from the window of the room on the second floor. He mounted his horse and quietly melted into the night...

Wearing a spring night frost and a coat stained with blood, he returned to the inn, knocked on the innkeeper's door, and under the owner's frightened gaze, spent a lot of money to buy a new outfit that the boss had not even had time to wear. After giving a few instructions to the innkeeper, he The guy came to the room to clean it a little, then went back to the room to take a shower.

The waiter brought hot water into the blood-stained room. He knelt down towards Zhuo Lingchu, shivering, even forgetting how to breathe normally, fearing that his bones would be as motionless as the pool of blood. He collapsed loudly on the floor of the room.

Until another 500-tael silver note was thrown on his head, the store clerk suppressed the fear and horror in his heart and cleaned the room as neatly as before, without even a trace of blood smell.

After picking up the bloody shirt that the male customer had thrown in front of him, the shop assistant quietly closed the door tightly while breathing heavily. He kept soothing his weak heart and couldn't help but murmur.

Who is this male guest?It's so cold outside, but you go out wearing only a thin coat. Aren't you afraid of the cold?Not only was he covered in blood, but there was also a large pool of blood in the house. Could it be that their inn had become the scene of a murder?

The male guest is generous and heroic. Although their town is remote, they have seen all kinds of anonymous people, but no one is as proud and dignified as the male guest. Moreover, the woman next to him, although from beginning to end, Wei never opened her eyes, but at first glance, she could tell that the woman had an unusually good appearance.

Thinking of the hidden and dazzling palace in the deep mountains and forests next to the town, a drop of cold sweat rolled down the shop clerk's forehead unknowingly.Tsk, those two are probably some unattainable nobles in the capital. It's better not to tell the boss about the pool of blood in the room, otherwise he will definitely get into trouble with his big mouth.

When Zhuo Lingchu came out of the bathtub, the sky was already slightly bright. Although the innkeeper's clothes were a little rough and a little short, they could still fit in.

Zhuo Lingchu slowly walked to the bed and resumed his posture of lying beside the bed guarding the person on the bed, as if the bloody scene that happened in the room a few hours ago had never happened.

After sleeping for nearly a day and night, why hasn't Jun'er woke up yet?

Is that barefoot doctor reliable? Is there any other illness in Jun'er's body?

How about he get a carriage from the town and rush back to the capital overnight to ask Xiaobai to diagnose her again?

Zhuo Ling, who was lying on the bed, was thinking wildly when he suddenly noticed that the Rouyi in his hand was suddenly pulled out of his hand. Before he could raise his head, he heard the familiar voice say something that made him feel sad and sad all his life. Hypothetical words.