spoiled to death

Yuehua seemed a little surprised and even more happy, so she took a few steps forward and went down the steps, wanting to hold Yu Wenjing's hand.

"I thought that a selfish person like you must choose the first one."

Yuwenjing looked at her mockingly: "Yes, I felt the same way before I met Qiuji."

Yuehua suddenly felt a little sour, but she quickly adjusted her state: "Do you want to meet your little aunt?"

Yuwenjing didn't expect that she would suddenly mention Yuwen Nianrong.

"Yuwen Nianrong was reported to your embarrassing emperor His Majesty as evidence of Fu Fengxi. I think Li Shiju should be furious now. Maybe Yuwen Nianrong has been thrown into the prison just now."

Yu Wenjing couldn't believe it, it would change so fast?

"Your little aunt is really not a good person. When you got the five stone powder, you must have always thought it was the work of the seventh prince. In fact, the seventh prince only took the drug and didn't want to hurt you. The five stone powder was given by Yuwen Nianrong. Yes, she wanted to worsen your relationship and make Li Beikun tired of dealing with Li Miao's struggle for power. And later, in order to keep her harem status, Yuwen Nianrong tried to get Li Shiju to have sex with you to bring their relationship closer. She really Not a good thing."

Although Yu Wenjing felt that there was no need for Yuehua to lie to her, she still refused to believe it, so she turned her head away with a sneer.

"However, it's a pity. Even though she left Fufeng a long time ago, she was already an indelible stain as a meticulous work. Now that Yuwen Nianrong has fallen, do you think Li Miao will be implicated?"

Yu Wenjing paused, and then pretended not to care and said: "If it is true as you said, there are only two possibilities, or Miaomiao is also given death, or Miaomiao directly forces the palace to usurp the throne, no matter what, give it to me." You Fufeng got a big deal. Fortunately, your empress must be very chaotic when she is about to die, otherwise the whole trouble might be handed over to others."

"Yes, otherwise, in such a chaotic situation, what should you do if you run away, miss?"

Yuehua's tone was very intimate, but Yu Wenjing brushed her hand away: "I don't have time to see little aunt, you let me see Qiuji first, I won't break my promise."

In fact, Yu Wenjing doesn't really like to keep her promises. She broke her promises and got fat, and she didn't do it once or twice, so Yuehua didn't want to agree to her. More importantly, after seeing Qiuji, who knows what kind of heart she will have? Woolen cloth?

She was thinking wildly, but Yu Wenjing had already touched her face: "We have been so many years, are you reluctant to give me this little trust?"

In fact, Yuehua didn't want to trust her at all, but after thinking about it, she felt that trust needs to be cultivated, so she couldn't help but kissed her: "Okay, I will give you half a stick of incense time."

Yu Wenjing patted her on the shoulder to signal her to get out of the way, then asked the way and ran over quickly.

The place where Qiuji was held was not a cell, but just a guest room, but because Qiuji was tied up, he couldn't struggle.

She was very surprised when she saw Yu Wenjing, so she whined twice, but there was no excitement in her eyes.

Seeing this, Yu Wenjing hurried over to touch her forehead, and was relieved after making sure she didn't have a fever: "You're worried about me."

Qiuji still couldn't make a sound, and struggled with humming, but didn't know what to say.

Yu Wenjing quickly took off the cloth belt from her mouth, and said: "Qiuji, you promise to go back with them voluntarily, okay? You go back to inherit the throne, okay, I will accompany you, I will accompany you to Fufeng .”

Yu Wenjing thought this was the best solution at the time, but he didn't expect Qiuji to still be unable to make a sound after the cloth belt was removed.

At this time, Yu Wenjing realized that it was a little strange. She was about to say something, but Yuehua followed in: "I thought that the autumn thorn you always liked was the little dumb at the beginning, so I will help you poison her." Dumb."

Yu Wenjing was so surprised that he could hardly stand still.

"This poison is very poisonous, and secret techniques can't cure it. It seems that she can't be the queen of Fufeng. It's a pity, I'm the only heir to Fufeng."

What to say to give Yu Wenjing two choices, in fact, this is the only choice from the beginning to the end.

Yu Wenjing was so angry that she was speechless, she opened her mouth a few times, but couldn't utter a complete sentence, so she could only squat down to help Qiu Ji untie the rope on her body.

Yuehua looked at her from the side, and sighed for a while: "Sure enough, I can't trust you, miss."

Yu Wenjing turned her back to her, and did not stop the movement of his hands: "You shouldn't trust me in the first place, because you are also not worthy of my trust."

Even with her back to Yuehua, her back was still straight.What Yuehua likes most is Yuwenjing's pride and magnanimity, self-willedness and persistence.

She accompanied her through autumn thorns one after another, she thought that she could stay out of it forever, she even played the role of another person in order to stay with Yuwenjing, trying to let others go back to Fufeng instead of her, while she stayed in Yuwen forever Beside Jing.

She has done so much, but it is not worth the reunion between her and Qiuji. She will always be just a shadow, dispensable, and not cared about.

It would be great if Yuwenjing could always replace different Qiuji like this, but this Qiuji is not only the heir of Fufeng she wants to find, but also the only person who makes Yuwenjing fall in love with him, and even the little mute who Yuwenjing never forgets many years ago.

This may be the last autumn thorn.

She didn't want to bear it anymore, didn't Yu Wenjing like that little mute?Now that the drug is dumb and given to her, she should be happy.

Yuwenjing couldn't untie the rope from Qiuji's body, so she gave up temporarily, and turned to Yuehua, "Why didn't I know you had such a problem with your mind before?"

Yuehua didn't take it seriously: "Maybe it's because I've been with you for a long time."

Yu Wenjing raised his eyebrows and sighed: "It's really all my fault. If that's the case, then please do me another favor."

Yuehua looked a little wary.

"It's not a big deal, I'd like to go back to Fufeng with you, but I'm worried about Miaomiao."

Yuehua almost guessed what Yu Wenjing wanted to say.

"Aren't you familiar with Li Beikun? Will you kill him for me?"

Yuehua lowered her head and looked at the ground seriously: "Don't you think that if I killed Li Beikun, I must have killed Da Chong Palace?"

Yu Wenjing looked at her more tenderly: "I thought you loved me, so you were willing to do anything for me. Don't you love me? Help me kill an enemy, what's the big deal?"

Her voice is full of bewitching, just like her tone when bewitching every autumn thorn, innocent, pure, and ignorant of worldly affairs.

But Yu Wenjing has grown up a long time ago, those innocences are just her disguise, she has grown up and experienced in the world, and those childhood cleanliness have long since been wiped away.

Even so, Yuehua still couldn't bear to reject Yuwenjing, what she loves most is Yuwenjing's self-willedness and pride, and also loves her hypocrisy and weakness.

She nodded, and as expected, she saw a big smile on Yu Wenjing's face.

That smile was not to thank her for her contribution, but to celebrate her going to death.

Yuehua remembered that when she followed Yuwenjing and Qiuji, Yuwenjing helped Qiuji wipe the corners of her mouth clean, and a restrained and gentle smile appeared, which was completely different from her present appearance.

Why does a person like Yuwenjing fall in love with Qiuji?

Obviously it shouldn't be.

Killing the Seventh Prince is not difficult, but it is not easy to say.

It is easy to kill, but it is very difficult to escape from the chaos after killing someone.

If Yuehua made a mistake, she might have died in Da Chong Palace.

Even if she is the only heir of Fufeng, she is just an ordinary person before returning to Fufeng.

A cold and vicious smile slowly appeared on Yu Wenjing's face, she looked at Yuehua: "Don't you love me? Go."

Yuehua looked at her, then at Qiuji who was shaking his head while clutching his throat: "Then, will you fall in love with me?"

Yu Wenjing thought about it very seriously: "Why do you always worry about whether I will fall in love with you? Love is a process, and what you do for love is your vote. Why do you love someone? Want to get something in return?"

She helped Qiuji straighten her messy hair, and glanced sideways at Yuehua: "I don't love you, but you can force me to love you, so you don't have to care about my feelings, just do what you want alright."

Her expression was the same as it had been for many years, cruel and innocent, and a poisonous edge slowly appeared in those eyes that were restrained from the watery autumn light.

Yuehua involuntarily frowned.

What she has always loved is Yu Wenjing's innocence and evil, and she is even willing to be bound for her whole life to return to Fufeng.

But why did Yu Wenjing fall in love with a cowardly and useless person like Qiuji? Is it only because of childhood obsession and memories?

Yuehua couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to touch Yuwenjing's delicate and delicate cheek.Yu Wenjing stretched out his hand slowly, and squeezed her wrist tightly: "I have to admit, you look better without scars, but it's a pity, I don't plan to find No. 13 autumn thorns, there are No. 12 , is enough."

Qiuji clutched her throat, wanting to say something, but couldn't make a sound, just like when she faced Yu Wenjing when she was a child, she couldn't speak a thousand words.

For the first time, Yuwenjing felt that she could hear Qiuji's heartfelt voice. She turned her head to show Qiuji a consoling smile, but was pulled back by Yuehua's hair.

She was in pain, and she couldn't hold back her voice, with a very pitiful expression: "It hurts."

Pain is right, so you will only look at me in the future.

Yuehua thought so in her heart, but she let go of her movements: "I didn't mean it."

Yu Wenjing continued to show a bewitching smile: "It's okay, I don't blame you, you go and help Miaomiao, as long as Li Beikun dies, she will be a legitimate prince."

Yuehua thought to herself, Li Miao dotes on you so much, what if she comes to Fufeng to ask for someone in the future, it's better to wait for her to die.

She decided to lie to Yu Wenjing and didn't intend to really kill Li Shiju.

Anyway, Qiuji was in her hands, and she had no way out.

Probably Yuehua was too engrossed in her thoughts, and by the time she felt the wind fluctuating, it was too late to react.

Yu Wenjing is a person who doesn't like to be stained with blood, but at this time her hand is completely buried in Yuehua's heart.

Yuehua felt her warm heart being firmly grasped, and even her voice became hoarse.

Yu Wenjing has beautiful nails of suitable length, she has always known this, but she didn't know that this time Yu Wenjing had set a ring of diamonds under her nails, so sharp that she cut off her own life in an instant.

Qiuji also stood up immediately, the rope in her hand was cut by the diamond long ago.

She really couldn't make any sound, but the expression on her face still made Yuehua want to tear her face off.

She thought she might not be able to hold on for long, she still had a lot to say, but in order not to finish her words, she opened her mouth for a long time, and only said one sentence: "I love you."

As soon as she said that, blood gushed out from her mouth, and the whole skirt was wet and bright red.

Yuehua felt that her vision in front of her was blurred, and gradually she couldn't see Yu Wenjing's face clearly.

Then she felt that there seemed to be wet marks on her face: "I'm sorry."

Yu Wenjing's voice was as gentle and soft as before, which fascinated her for many years.

What is there to be sorry for? Winners and losers, it's good to die at your hands. After returning to Fufeng, I don't know how pitiful the rest of my life will be.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Yu Wenjing's face again in mid-air.

This time Yu Wenjing didn't stop her: "I really won't fall in love with anyone else, this autumn thorn is enough."

Yuehua still wants to know why Yu Wenjing fell in love with this person, this Qiuji is not worthy of her at all.

Then her mouth was full of blood, and she couldn't say anything.

Qiuji will be speechless like this for the rest of her life, perhaps more painful than herself?As she thought about it, she pressed Yu Wenjing's face hard, as if she could take this person away.

She closed her eyes without any struggle.

That's it, Yu Wenjing, take my heart away, anyway, without you, that means I have no heart.

Yuehua stretched out two hands, grabbed Yu Wenjing's wrist, and took out her heart in the same direction. The pain was only a split second, and then there was no movement.

Yu Wenjing put her down slowly, with an unusually deep expression on his face.

"Let's go."

Qiuji looked at her bright red hand that was still bleeding, on which was Yuehua's blood-red heart that was no longer beating freshly, she looked straight at Yu Wenjing.

She could no longer speak, but Yu Wenjing understood her: "I will take this heart back, put it in my secret room, freeze it forever, and put it in the ice coffin of Zero where the peach blossoms were originally placed."

Since you want to stay by my side forever, then that ice coffin is your best destination.

Qiuji pointed to Yuwenjing and pointed outside.

"I don't think anyone will stop us, even if I have Yuehua's heart."

Yu Wenjing couldn't help but glanced at Yuehua's quiet face with closed eyes, she seemed to be asleep, very peaceful, completely different from the almost hysterical look before.

What a pity, she thought.

Why would you fall in love with someone as vicious as me?

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