Quickly wear it! Fight with the heroine for the man? I'll do it!

Nu Rihan originally still had hope for Miao, thinking that since she was able to open up a God's perspective, then she would be better than the protagonist even if she was not. She should not die so hastily, right?

The fact is that Yu Miao was really dead, and his body was stiff on the spot.

Nu Rihan squatted in the cold and dirty cell, and sighed imperceptibly as he watched the rats fighting for food under his feet.

He is the king of the Western Regions.

Although he was unwilling to accept it at first, he had never been a class committee member since he was a child, and as long as he could live a decent life, it was enough.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

After living there for a while, he felt that if they were allowed to fight openly and secretly, everyone would be in danger.

Too barbaric, and no way to govern the country at all!

So when he was seventeen years old, he had no choice but to take on the important responsibility.

He was not a talented person in governing a country, but he was very lucky. He had seen with his own eyes what a prosperous country should look like, and he managed the Western Regions quite well by following his example.

He is such a half-baked person, but he is worshipped as a god-like existence by people in the Western Regions.

They called him "Nurihan", which means light and hope in their language.

And now, their light and hope are trapped in such a cold prison.

He somewhat regretted not appointing a crown prince before leaving.

"Hey, Bearded Man, someone wants to see you."

Nu Rihan raised his head with difficulty. He had not eaten a grain of rice for three days and two nights, and the severe torture made him unable to hold on any longer.

"Hurry up, what are you hesitating about!"

The prison guard saw him dawdling and mercilessly whipped his back with a whip, causing blood-red flowers to bloom instantly.

Nu Rihan's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say much.

Yu Miao, you really killed me!

Here, he is the fish on the chopping board and others are the butchers. No matter how depressed he is, he has to endure it.

He gritted his teeth, dragging the heavy anklets, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping from his forehead.

Looking up, I saw a man in white standing in front of me, with a face like a banished immortal.

Even standing here, surrounded by the smell of blood and the constant howling, it was difficult to conceal his otherworldly aura.

"Excuse me, sir, do we know each other?"

He searched his mind, but had no impression of the person in front of him.

wrong……

Some fragments suddenly flashed through his mind. When he was still a small yellow croaker in the sea, had he ever seen such eyes?

"what!"

He couldn't think too deeply about the world that had ended before. It was an unspoken secret among the book travelers. In his haste, he actually forgot about it.

After a while, the man slowly spoke: "You killed Yu Miao, right?"

Nu Rihan looked up at him, this banished immortal-like man, with unconcealable sadness in his eyes.

Is it someone Yu Miao is familiar with?

"No."

He looked up and said calmly: "It was she who asked me to kill her."

Xiao Jinan's eyes moved slightly when he heard this answer, and his smile was a little sad: "This is ridiculous, she wants you to kill her? Do you think I will believe it?"

Nu Rihan also smiled softly. His face was torn from the beating and the corners of his mouth were pulled, making him look very creepy.

"Judging from your reaction, you already found the answer without me telling you, right?"

"My identity is not difficult to check. Everyone should know that I am the king of the Western Region. With this identity, I will die regardless of whether I have killed anyone or not. Why should I lie about this?"

Xiao Jinan said nothing, but his trembling hands revealed his feelings.

He knew that everyone around him had heard that Yu Miao was committing suicide, but why...

She will soon have a lot of money, she will become a noble princess, and she will soon be able to live the free and stable life she wants.

why?

Nu Rihan took in his entire expression.

The person who is so deeply in love with her should be the one she wants to "conquer".

The man who was originally the heroine was fascinated by her like this.

Nu Rihan once again confirmed and affirmed that Yu Miao would not really disappear.

She holds the fate of everyone in her hands, and the "Lord" cannot be killed easily. No matter which world she is in or how many protagonists have changed, she is the thickest thigh.

Thinking of this, he seemed to know who he should partner up with next.

He smiled at Xiao Jinan again: "Don't be too sad. Others are dead, but she may not be."

After hearing these words, Xiao Jinan finally couldn't maintain his body shape and became extremely weak in an instant.

Grabbing Nu Rihan's arm, he said anxiously, "You know her? You and she are from the same place, right? Tell me, where is she?"

Nu Rihan was a little surprised. This person actually...

Without waiting for his answer, she fainted due to excessive blood loss and the torture.

The prison guards hurried forward and separated Xiao Jinan and Nu Rihan.

"Um... Mr. Xiao, we don't know what grudge you have with this criminal, but we have been told that he cannot die without an order. Sir Xiao, please show some mercy and don't make things difficult for us..."

Xiao Jinan didn't want to make things difficult for them. Seeing that Nu Rihan was unconscious, reason told him that no matter how much he kept nagging, there would be no result today.

But he was unwilling, he was unwilling...

Why can't all the people he cares about be with him for the rest of his life?

His life is so short, is it still not possible?

"puff--"

Thinking of this, he became so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Son!"

The servant beside Xiao Jinan quickly caught him, carried him on his back and was about to run out.

Taoist Qingyuan said that if the young master vomited blood again, no matter where he was or what happened, he must be brought back as soon as possible.

When the prison guard saw that Xiao Jinan had also fainted, he quickly sent someone to help send him back home.

I don't know what's wrong with His Majesty. He is fooling around with the Third Prince and insists on treating this sickly zither player as a guest of honor. It's obvious at first glance that he is a short-lived ghost.

Let them go quickly, otherwise I will die here and cause them trouble.

The attendants around Xiao Jinan also understood the prison guard's intention and were angry, but the young master was more important now, so they didn't say much and took Xiao Jinan back to the mansion.

.

Xiao Jinan moved his fingertips slightly, feeling the soft cotton beneath his body, and slowly opened his eyes.

In the early morning sunshine, the air seems no longer transparent, and it pours in with fragrance on the windowsill. Everything is so leisurely.

Outside the window is lush greenery and full of vitality.

His eyes were blurry and nothing he saw was clear.

Is it a dream?

Or was the heart-breaking memory just now a dream?

"Squeak-"

The sound of the old wooden door being pushed open was not so pleasant, and then an old man's face appeared.

He had a pale face and his skin was as rough as bark. The loose skin drooped on his long finger bones, making him look particularly shriveled.

This was the first time Xiao Jinan wanted to use the word "withered" to describe a person.

"You finally woke up."

Just as he was about to ask, Xiao Jinan heard a familiar voice.

This is……

"Master?"