The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

There was another round of chaos in the general's mansion, with sounds of smashing and breaking things, as well as wild laughter.

Everyone in the General's Mansion was gritting their teeth and staring in anxiety, but there was nothing they could do.

The looting and smashing lasted for two quarters of an hour. Xia Younan stopped the bandits only after he lost his patience.

Seeing them carrying bags and smiling, Xia Younan felt so happy. He said in a domineering manner, "Okay, brothers, go get all the horses from their stables. We'll ride them back home!"

"Okay!" The bandits responded in unison and went to do it happily.

Just like that, Tang Ran and the servants of the General's Mansion watched Xia Younan and others snatch away after the robbery, and they could do nothing but beat their chests, stamp their feet and curse.

Tang Ran clenched his fists, his whole body trembling with anger, his eyes full of hatred.

She swore that sooner or later, she would pay back double the humiliation she suffered today!

"Miss, you are seriously injured. Go and bandage it."

"No need!" Tang Ran rejected the servant's request and walked towards the direction of Prince Yu Nan's Palace with anger.

The Imperial Palace...

Lu Shian looked at the girl in front of him who was crying bitterly, and his heart felt like it had fallen into a frying pan. He was in so much pain that he didn't know what to do.

"Why are you so stubborn? I've already told you that he is Su Yanzhi, the grandson of Su Boyuan. He has a blood feud with us. It's impossible for him to like you!"

He emphasized it again and again with a frown, but the girl in front of him just wouldn't listen.

He thought Yanluo would wake up after knowing Su Yu's true identity, but he didn't expect that she didn't feel the slightest bit of regret.

She came over late at night, knelt down and cried bitterly, insisting that she let Su Yu go.

Lu Yanluo felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. Her eyes were swollen beyond recognition and liquid kept dripping from them, each drop of liquid burning Lu Shian's heart.

She knelt at his feet, tugged at his clothes and begged desperately, her voice becoming hoarse from crying.

"Brother, Yanluo begs you, please don't kill Su Yu. I don't care who he is, I don't want him to die. If you kill Su Yu, I won't be able to live, brother!"

Lu Shian was upset, he squatted down and held her shoulders, staring at her grief-stricken face, and frantically persuaded her: "Yanluo, what do you want my brother to say about you?

"Don't you understand? Su Yu and we are old enemies. He is treating you well because he wants revenge, he wants to deceive you and use you to achieve his goal of revenge!"

"No!" Lu Yanluo shook her head, heartbroken, almost crying and fainting, "Su Yu likes me, he didn't use me.

"When I was sad, he would quietly put gifts in front of my door. He caught the white fox for me and even got injured for it.

"Although he appears to be cold and says he doesn't like me, he knows all my interests, hobbies and lifestyle. He meets all my requests and dotes on me. There's no way he's using me!"

"He may be playing hard to get!" Lu Shian reminded helplessly.

"no!"

Lu Yanluo collapsed and screamed in pain.

His words did not shake her resolve in the least.

She ignored her sore knees from kneeling for so long, and her sore throat from crying, and with deep fear and overwhelming despair, she desperately pleaded with Lu Shian.

Lu Shian's heart was shattered into powder. He wanted to waver several times when she cried, but when he thought that Su Yu was very likely using and deceiving his sister, he forced himself to harden his heart, squatted beside her, hugged her, and let her cry.

Lu Yanluo's tears dried up and her voice became hoarse. Only when she could cry no longer did she gradually calm down.

She realized that Lu Shian was really determined and there was no turning back.

In an instant, despair came roaring like a tsunami, sweeping over her entire body and mind.

She calmed down, and Lu Shian breathed a sigh of relief, patted her on the back, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with great heartache, and comforted her with a frown.

"My dear, this is all for your own good. I can't just watch you fall into the trap he has woven.

“You can’t let him kill all your relatives after achieving his goal, and then throw you away like a rag, or kill you.

"So, my brother can only plan ahead and take preemptive action."

Lu Yanluo did not answer and remained silent. After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have accepted her fate and murmured hoarsely on his shoulder, "Let me see him one last time."

Lu Shian felt a pain in his heart and wanted to refuse, but when he heard her lifeless voice, he couldn't say the word of refusal.

Never mind, never mind. We have to end it all tomorrow anyway, so it won’t hurt to see each other again tonight.

"Okay!" He agreed, helped her up from the ground, and said to the outside, "Take the princess to the death row to visit Su Yanzhi. You must be back within half an hour."

Lu Yanluo walked out unsteadily with a shaky step. When she was almost at the door, she stopped and said with her back to him, "Royal brother, this is the last time I call you Royal brother."

After saying that, she walked out of the room without looking back.

Lu Shian's heart skipped a beat and his eyes turned red instantly.

His sister, is she planning to... abandon him?

The death row was dark, damp and pitch black.

From time to time, the sound of rats could be heard from the grass pile in the corner, cockroaches and bedbugs were everywhere, and even the air was filled with a disgusting musty smell.

Lu Yanluo followed the attendant, walking in the narrow and rugged corridor with a dazed expression, until the person in front of her stopped, turned around and opened the cell door on the side.

"Princess, please go in. The Emperor will only give you half an hour."

Lu Yanluo did not answer, but lifted her skirt and walked into the cell door.

Su Yu was sitting in the corner of the cell at this moment, and his former high spirits were no longer there.

He was wearing a wrinkled and yellowed prison uniform with a big word "death" on his chest that hurt people's eyes.

But the boy was still a boy. Even though he was dressed in tattered clothes, his face was still firm and his eyes were filled with indomitable spirit and fearlessness.

Just like a hawk with broken wings falling on a branch, although it can no longer fly freely, its majesty as the overlord of the sky is not diminished in the slightest.

When Su Yu saw Lu Yanluo coming in, there was a violent fluctuation in his eyes for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. He turned his head away from her, trying to hide something.

Lu Yanluo walked towards him, her heart trembling violently with every step she took, and the tears that had already dried up rushed to her eyes again.

"Su Yu~" She came to him and squatted down, calling softly with unforgettable heartache and sadness.

Su Yu's heart sank, but he still stubbornly looked away and asked coldly, "What are you doing here? Didn't your brother tell you? I'm a fugitive, the grandson of the founding prime minister, Su Boyuan."

Lu Yanluo had tears in her eyes. She reached out her hand to touch his face and smiled sadly.

"Look, isn't this... a perfect match?"