A Scumbag Always Gets What He Deserves

Because of the knight commander's words "I can't come back", Jian Qiao immediately jumped into the carriage and rushed to the Duke's mansion.

He wants Lei Zhe back.He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of Lei Zhe dying instead of him.

After knocking on the door of the duke's mansion, he learned from the butler that both Lei Zhe and the old duke had gone to the barracks.The father and son will go to battle together.

Jian Qiao hurried to the barracks again, but couldn't even get in the door.Lei Zhe firmly refused to see him.

Jane Qiao stood outside the door and waited.If Lei Zhe doesn't come out, he won't go back.

But he overestimated his abilities too much.There is no room for this bitter trick.Lei Zhe sent a few soldiers to tie him back to the hotel, and instructed his two servants to lock him in the bedroom.

It wasn't until the day when the army set off that Jian Qiao regained his freedom.

He climbed up to the tall building at the gate of the city and looked down with a pale face.

Lei Zhe, who was wearing black armor, rode at the front, and the old prince was half a body behind him.This time, their father and son are the head and deputy coaches.The chief culprit who caused the outbreak of the war, Prince Andre, followed behind the two, with the unwillingness to be subordinated to others and the burgeoning ambition hidden in his eyes.

He tried to use this war to establish himself as the heir apparent.He needs an outstanding military exploit to show his prestige.As for how many people will die in the war, this is completely out of his consideration.Perhaps the massacre of 300 people was also a means for him to provoke the war.

"Lei Zhe, Lei Zhe!" Jian Qiao lay on the wall, shouting one after another until her throat became hoarse.

Many people shouted with him.They stood on the city wall and watched their sons, husbands, friends, brothers... go away.This time, some people in the army may never come back.

Thinking of this, Jian Qiao shouted even more eagerly.Half of his body has already protruded from the city wall, and he almost jumped directly.Two servants hurriedly hugged his waist.

Jian Qiao really wanted to jump off and fall directly into Lei Zhe's arms.That way, he can switch people back.

His shout was drowned in the flood of calls.

At this moment, Lei Zhe turned his head with a feeling, and looked straight at Jian Qiao.His handsome face, as if carved by a knife, showed no expression, and there was no wave in his blue eyes.

He just looked at Jian Qiao quietly, his eyes were so deep that he seemed to want to suck her in.

Jian Qiao was fixed by his overly focused gaze.

The two are far apart in time and space, far away from the crowd, and have been looking at each other for a long time.

Hot tears poured out of Jian Qiao's slightly red eyes, but Lei Zhe looked away at this moment.He clamped the horse's belly, forcing the horse under him to gallop forward, and left Grande at a faster speed.

Jian Qiao supported the city wall with both hands, hurriedly leaned out, and shouted loudly: "Lei Zhe, Lei Zhe, come back!"

Two male servants hugged not only his waist, but also his legs.If no one stopped him, he would have jumped down just now!

The army disappeared at the end of the road, and the people who saw off slowly dispersed. Only Jian Qiao was still standing on the city wall with a distraught expression on his face.On the other side of the city wall stood a woman surrounded by many servants and knights, some of whom held umbrellas for her, while others separated her from the crowd.

Dragging the tail of her gorgeous skirt, she walked over unhurriedly.

"Are you Jian Qiao?" She asked softly.

Jian Qiao then withdrew her gaze from staring at the end of the road, looked at the woman, and was surprised to find that the other party turned out to be Princess Chris.

"I am." Knowing the noble status of the other party, Jian Qiao should have bent down to salute.But he, who was always cautious, just stood there in a daze, without any expression.Lei Zhe's departure seemed to have taken away his brain and half of his soul.

His whole being was in a whirlpool of confusion, hesitation, and bewilderment.He has no way to react to the outside world.

Princess Kris looked him up and down unabashedly, and finally smiled with her lips curled up. This smile was very sweet, but there was a layer of poison in her eyes.

The faces of the two male servants turned pale with fright, but Jian Qiao, who had a keen intuition, did not respond at all.

After Lei Zhe left, he couldn't think anymore.He didn't care if Princess Kris was hostile to him, he just wanted Lei Zhe to come back.

"Earl Huadu really lives up to his reputation. This face is fairer than mine." Princess Chris praised with a chuckle, and then paced away.She seemed to come just to say hello.

Jian Qiao neither exchanged polite greetings, nor bowed to see her off.He walked to the wall and continued to look into the distance, like a statue.

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Every day after that, Jian Qiao waited for the news of Lei Zhe's triumphant return.

From early spring to early summer, and from early summer to autumn.On this day, the front line finally sent a battle report. The advance army led by Lei Zhe was intercepted and killed by the main force led by General Langton, and finally disappeared in the wilderness.

There were hundreds of people in the entire team, but none of them returned to the camp.

The swampy wasteland seemed to swallow them up.

Empress Mo An, who received the battle report, fainted on the spot.And Charles III died two months ago, which undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Glory's army.

When the war broke out, the monarch died suddenly, which was a bad omen no matter how you looked at it.

Empress Mo An lay on the hospital bed for three full days before she managed to regain her spirits.

"Bring me Jian Qiao into the palace!" She ordered in a deep voice.

After counting for 10 minutes, Jian Qiao was brought into the queen's palace by a female official.He has lost a lot of weight, his face is paler than before, and the fog in his eyes is as deep as the deep sea, swallowing up all emotions.

Sadness, sadness, remorse, these emotions that humans should have, can't be shown on his overly handsome face.

He was sitting by the window, but he seemed to be floating in a very distant place.

Seeing him like this, Queen Mo An was speechless for a moment.After a long, long time, when the flames on the candlesticks began to fade, Empress Mo'an said slowly, "I know Lei Zhe rejected the marriage I arranged for him and my protection for him because of you." .If it weren't for you, he should be staying in the Duke's mansion now, laughing and teasing his kittens and dogs, or traveling around with his wife."

Jian Qiao's thin body shook slightly, and it looked like a cluster of flames that were about to go out.

He lowered his head, hiding his rapidly reddening eyes in the shadows.

Fortunately, Empress Mo An was impatient to look at his beautiful face that was good at deceiving people, closed her eyes and said, "Go back and pray, pray for Lei Zhe's safe return with your utmost sincerity. This is the only thing you can do for him thing."

"Go, I don't want to see you again." She waved her hands, her voice very tired.

Jian Qiao stood up silently, and silently bowed to leave.

After returning to the hotel, he took off his cashmere coat and boots, barefooted, wearing only a thin white shirt and a pair of black trousers, and walked to the street holding a candle wrapped in a glass shade.

He walked into the church on foot, knelt in front of God and sincerely prayed for Lei Zhe, and then walked around the entire Grande, silently chanting in his heart every step he took: "God bless my dearest person. Bless He will return safely."

This barefoot, candle-holding ritual is a tradition that, once started, must be carried through, rain or shine, snow or ice.Many people do this whenever a major disaster strikes at home.

But it was the first time for Jian Qiao.He comes from modern times, from a secular country, from a society that believes in science.He never worshiped God, nor believed in miracles.

But now, he was eagerly praying for a miracle.He hoped Lei Zhe would come back alive.

When he walked barefoot on the street, many people realized what he was doing.News of the defeat has spread throughout the city.

So people kept following him, forming a meandering river made up of crowds and candlelight.The river slowly circles every street, and the sound of prayers is scattered everywhere.

Unknowingly, the sky began to drizzle.Jian Qiao, who was always afraid of the wind and rain, did not avoid it at all.He was even thinking, could this rain be God's response to him?

Can Lei Zhe come back alive?He left for me.He loves me so he disappears.

Love is really the scariest thing in the world.

Love is destruction.

During the march, these thoughts nearly broke Jian Qiao's mind.

After two lifetimes, those around him, including himself, always seemed to be destroyed by love.

So after coming back, Jian Qiao, who was drenched in the autumn rain and exhausted physically and mentally, fell ill unsurprisingly.The disease was so severe that it almost took away his ability to walk on the first day.He was lying on the bed and coughing all the time, which made his mouth smell like blood.

The doctor came to see me several times, but finally shook his head and left.

Jian Qiao knew that she would not live long.He is afraid of death, but he has an accurate prediction of death.He had a good meal, replenished his calories, and then wrote two crooked letters with limp hands.

A letter to Lei Zhe, but he didn't know where to send it.A letter to Empress Mo An was delivered to her by the female officer that night.

In the early morning of the next day, Empress Mo An sat beside Jian Qiao's hospital bed and tore several thin land deeds into pieces in front of his face.

"Lei Zhe did know early on that there are several high-quality iron mines hidden in your territory. He really wanted to control you and control the iron mines in his hands by the way. The purpose of his acquaintance with you was for me, and I wanted to be a queen .We need the army, we need weapons.” Queen Mo An spoke out of her ulterior ambitions without any shyness.

"I know, otherwise, a small earl, a small jewelry store, he wouldn't need to bother so much." Jian Qiao's voice was very weak, occasionally accompanied by severe coughing.

When they met for the first time, he had already guessed Lei Zhe's purpose, but because he longed for the light and heat of the other person, he allowed such approach.

Empress Mo An stared at him sharply, and said: "But he was careful about you later, otherwise he wouldn't trade his life for you."

"I know this too." Jian Qiao closed her eyes, blocking the rushing tears.

"Your life is exchanged for my brother's life, so you must live, understand? Live until my brother returns safely." Queen Mo'an held Jian Qiao's thin hand, which was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, almost Say it threateningly.

Then she raised her chin slightly, and a large group of court physicians walked in to treat Jian Qiao.

Jian Qiao, who had given up struggling a long time ago and was about to let herself fall into an eternal dark sleep, struggled to sit up at this moment, the fog in her eyes seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, revealing a flame-like brilliance.

He wants to live, he wants to live until Lei Zhe returns safely!