Noble First Daughter-in-law

"Your Highness!"

"His Royal Highness King Qin!"

Hearing Yuwen Cheng's words that were so vicious that they were almost insane, everyone around Yuwen Ye was shocked. Even Shen Wuzheng frowned and looked at Yuwen Ye.

And the next moment, Yuwen Ye actually pulled out a sword from his waist!

"don't want--!"

Shang Ruyi cried out in shock. She even ignored the sword across her neck and tried hard to reach out to stop Yuwen Ye. But as soon as she moved, Yuwen Cheng reached out and held her tightly, while pressing the sword against her throat.

"Feng Chen, Feng Chen, no, no!"

Shang Ruyi shook her head vigorously and kept shouting, but at this time, Yuwen Cheng did not give her a chance to speak again. He covered her mouth tightly with one hand, gritted his teeth, and said to Yuwen Ye with a distorted face: "Second brother, do it."

"..."

"I don't have any reason, just to avenge my brother."

"..."

"After all, you are my brother, but you killed him. As a brother, it is only natural for me to avenge my brother."

"..."

Yuwen Ye did not look at him, but lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes covering his cold and bright eyes. It was impossible to tell what he was feeling at the moment. He seemed to be just looking carefully at the sharp sword in his hand. He said slowly, "Then, you can take this as a credit and ask for credit from your father."

"..."

"The Crown Prince is dead, and the King of Qin is disabled. You will naturally get the throne you want."

"..."

"Or, I might not survive this night, right?"

Yu Wencheng narrowed his eyes: "It's good that you know."

Without waiting for Yuwen Ye to say anything else, he immediately added: "Of course, you can also not listen to me, after all -" As he spoke, he looked down at Shang Ruyi, whose mouth was covered by his hand, whose eyes were red and whose whole body was trembling, and sneered: "Brothers are like limbs, and wives are like clothes."

As he was saying these words, Shen Wuzheng suddenly raised his head and asked, "Your Highness Prince Qi, what do you want?"

"what?"

Hearing his sudden question, Yuwen Cheng seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then he immediately frowned as if his soft spot had been hit, revealing a sinister look. Shen Wuzheng still stared into his eyes: "Do you want the King of Qin to do as you wish and cut off your arm? Or do you want the King of Qin to do as you wish and ignore the life and death of the princess?"

"..."

"What exactly do you wish for?"

"..."

"What do you want?"

"...!"

Yu Wencheng's heartbeat sank, and for a moment, his eyes became panicked.

At this time, Shang Ruyi finally understood the meaning of Shen Wuzheng's words, or rather, he understood the thoughts behind Yuwen Cheng's words just now - he wanted to see Yuwen Ye fail, but he also wanted to see Yuwen Ye do everything to succeed; he wanted to obtain the highest power, but he also wanted to see these people fighting for power beyond recognition, becoming desperate and presenting the most despicable and ugliest appearance.

He wants to obtain, and also wants to destroy!

His eyes flickered in the blazing firelight, but his look was as flustered as the branches swaying in the wind around him, as if countless ghostly figures were passing through and interweaving, so confusing that he couldn't make sense of it, let alone explain it.

Shen Wuzheng said: "Your Highness Prince Qi, you want too many things, who can give them to you?"

"..."

"Even if the King of Qin gives you one, he can't give you the other."

"..."

"No one in this world can give it to you."

"Shut up!"

Just as Shen Wuzheng was speaking word by word as if a heavy hammer was hitting his chest, Yuwen Cheng suddenly let out a deafening roar. His eyes were bloodshot and red, like a ferocious beast that was forced into a desperate situation. He didn't even care what the person in front of him said or did. The emotion of wanting to destroy everything was like a roaring wave that swallowed him up in an instant.

The feeling of suffocation and anger made him lose all his rationality, and only blood could fill the void in his heart.

He raised the dagger in his hand high and pointed it at Shang Ruyi's chest, roaring angrily: "Shut up! Yuwen Ye, I want you to cut off your hand right now, right now, immediately!"

Seeing that his eyes were red and he looked like a ferocious beast that had lost its mind, Yuwen Ye frowned.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed the sword, which was flashing with cold light, at his arm.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi's eyes suddenly burst into an extremely angry light, and she almost broke free from Yuwen Cheng's iron-like arm and collided with the tip of the sword in his hand. But at this critical moment, a cold light like lightning flashed in the air and suddenly pierced through Yuwen Cheng's raised wrist.

"Crack!"

Only a crisp sound was heard, the sound of broken bones!
Then, Yuwen Cheng's eyes widened, his eyeballs bulged as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, and then he let out a shrill howl that shook the earth: "Ah——"

Then, Shang Ruyi opened her eyes wide and watched a severed hand holding a dagger fall before her eyes. Blood instantly fell, once again dyeing her body red like rain.

Yuwen Cheng finally loosened the arms that were restraining her. Shang Ruyi almost subconsciously took a step forward and quickly turned her head. She saw him curled up on the ground, one hand holding the other - no, that was no longer a hand, but a broken wrist with blood gushing out. He was screaming and howling, and even rolling on the ground in pain.

This, this is——

Shang Ruyi stared with eyes wide open in disbelief at this tragic scene. Yuwen Cheng, with a pale face and sweat all over his forehead, suddenly raised his head. His gaze was like that of an evil ghost sticking his head out of hell, and his sight seemed to tear pieces of flesh from her body. He actually raised his broken wrist and roared and pounced on her again.

At this dangerous moment, a gust of wind blew from behind.

As Shang Ruyi stepped back, one hand suddenly grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her into a warm and solid embrace. At the same time, Yuwen Ye swung his right fist hard and hit Yuwen Cheng's throat before his hand touched them.

With a loud "bang", his roar seemed to be cut off by a knife, and at the same time, the whole person flew several feet away and fell heavily to the ground!

At the same time, Shang Ruyi was finally protected by the familiar arms and stabilized his body in panic.

When I looked up, I met those cold eyes that were full of concern.

"you--"

It was Yuwen Ye. Only he could rush over in such a short time and protect her at this moment.

However, he seemed to have lost his usual calmness and composure. In the flickering firelight, Shang Ruyi clearly saw the cold sweat on his forehead, his flickering eyes, and even - his chest was violently heaving, and trembling with the beating heart inside his chest.

"you--"

He spoke again, but his low and hoarse voice didn't seem like his own. The moment Shang Ruyi met his gaze, she miraculously calmed down and spoke instead, very calmly: "I'm fine."

"..."

Yuwen Ye finally took a deep breath.

Then, both of them looked forward at the same time.

The ground was covered in blood, from the severed hand under their feet to Yuwen Cheng, who was lying on the ground in front of them, having lost all his strength due to the severe pain. At this moment, he could only gasp and lie motionless.

Yuwen Ye protected Shang Ruyi, and together with Shen Wuzheng and others who rushed up from behind, they moved forward step by step, and finally walked to his side. They saw his broken but still vicious eyes.

He stared at Yuwen Ye intently, his eyes still vicious.

"you--"

Yuwen Ye spoke again, but this time, his voice was not as hoarse as before, but there was a hint of stagnation and sobbing, and he said solemnly: "You and I are brothers."

Yuwen Cheng looked at him.

The punch almost broke his throat. Now he even had difficulty breathing. The blood could not flow out and poured back into his trachea. He was choked and coughed violently as soon as he opened his mouth. The more he coughed, the more blood flowed, making it impossible for him to breathe. He could only use the last bit of his strength to stare at Yuwen Ye fiercely and said weakly, "I don't want brothers."

"..."

"There are no brothers in the Heavenly Family..."

"...!"

These words made Yuwen Ye's brows tighten.

He closed his eyes, then turned his head and said coldly: "You are right."

"..."

"You and I are indeed brothers."

"...!"

Hearing this, Yu Wencheng's eyes widened suddenly.

After a while, he seemed to finally understand the meaning of this sentence, and suddenly he grinned. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his mouth like a spring, dyeing his entire face red in an instant. Only his eyes, full of viciousness, never lost their luster, but seemed to be more frightening than the bloody blood.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

His laughter ended sadly in the dark night.

Yuwen Ye did not leave immediately. Instead, when the laughter gradually faded away behind him, he raised his head and looked around. Almost like him, Shang Ruyi, Shen Wuzheng and others also looked around. However, the torches in the hands of those elite soldiers could only illuminate the small area in front of them. The surrounding pines and cypresses were tall and dense, almost forming several impenetrable walls, and they could not see more.

However, Shan Tong'er reacted faster than any of them. He immediately ran out of the crowd, stood at the edge of the light, looked around, his eyes bright and filled with anticipation.

He shouted into the darkness, "Brother Hua!"

"..."

The only response he got was complete darkness and silence.

The kind boy refused to give up and shouted again: "Brother Hua! Brother Hua!"

Shang Ruyi finally came back to her senses. The arrow just now - she looked up at Yuwen Ye, and he was also quietly looking at the dark night ahead.

Finally, a bit of cold light appeared in the ink that was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissolve. When their eyes focused on it, a thin figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

It turned out to be Hua Ziying! (End of this chapter)