After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Chapter 130 The Madman
Hearing this, Yue Jue raised her eyes to look at Yue Jing, he squinted at the wound on Yue Jing's chest, and there was a flash of complexity in his eyes.

"Yuejing, you were the one who saved me on Yunshan Mountain, right?"

The eyes staring at him are exactly the same as his at this moment.

So familiar, how could he not know.

"You have such martial arts, why did you lie to me?"

If it is used to act chivalrously and eliminate harm for the people, he can continue to pretend to be stupid without breaking through his disguise.

But rather...

"And why do you insist on putting Yue Huan to death?"

Was all the concern for Yue Huan in front of him in the past fake?

"You know that Yue Huan is my Ni Lin, but you still attack her."

"Don't blame me for being hard-hearted, it's your hard-hearted heart!"

No wonder, after knowing that Yue Huan had left the imperial capital, he acted so eagerly.

He was anxious to kill Yue Huan before she returned to the imperial capital!
No wonder, the clues about Zhang Yan and others and the batch of money and food appeared so abruptly.

Is Yue Jing guiding him?

"Reverse scale?"

Yue Jing chewed these two words, the end of his eyes gradually turned scarlet, and he stared straight at Yue Jue.

"Brother Huang, the word Nilin is enough for me to kill Yuehuan a hundred times!"

Yue Jue slashed out with a sword, slightly startled.

He looked at the jealousy in Yuejing's eyes, and asked puzzled, "Why?"

Suddenly, he thought of Concubine Yin and Lin Gui.

"If you want that position, Yue Huan has never been your stumbling block."

"Your opponent is me."

This bag is too big to wrap around.

Yue Jing looked at Yue Jue's appearance, laughed out loud, smiled, shed tears.

"You think I'm for the throne?"

Yue Jing's eyes were blood red.

"I have never paid attention to that position, and I don't bother to sit in that position!"

"The person sitting in that position is cold-blooded and ruthless, what good is there?"

Isn't his mother and concubine the victim?

Being restrained by his so-called father on the dragon chair, he was trapped in a state of insanity.

Yue Jue frowned, "Then what are you complaining about?"

Since he didn't like the throne, he handed over the memorial with the crimes of his mother and concubine and Lin Gui.

He couldn't figure out what Yue Jing was after.

The smile on Yue Jing's lips was broken, and he looked at Yue Jue who was chasing after him, and his murderous intent was still unabated.

Suddenly he stopped, he no longer avoided Yue Jue's sword, and looked up at the hopeless and empty sky with his head slightly raised.

... His imperial brother asked him why he was so angry.

It's fun isn't it?

Yue Jue didn't expect Yue Jing to stop suddenly, and the sword in his hand could not help but go straight away.

With a 'puchi', it pierced into Yue Jing's chest.

Yue Jue's hand trembled undetectably, and the knuckles were bluish white before she grasped the sword in her hand, "You—"

He moved his lips, and the words disappeared soundlessly in his throat.

The severe pain in his chest made Yue Jing frowned, the blood from the corner of his lips rolled down suddenly, he reached out and swallowed the remaining blood.

He squinted at the blood on the palm of his hand, and stretched out his hand to hold Yue Jue's soft sword blade.

"Brother Huang, don't shake your sword, you can't kill me with only one tip."

After all, he held the blade and thrust it into his chest fiercely!

He grinned, with blood between his lips and teeth, "That's enough."

Jiang Qi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines: "..."

Isn't this routine too familiar?

Yue Jue frowned fiercely, he looked at Yue Jing's hand holding the sword blade dripping with blood, "What are you doing?"

Are you very capable of stabbing yourself in the heart?

madman!

Yue Jing stared at Yue Jue scorchingly, "What else can I do?"

"Jiang Qi stabbed himself in the same way, and begged Yue Huan to forgive him."

"Brother, will you?"

"Now that I have stabbed myself, will you be a little soft-hearted towards me?"

Yue Jue's sword is still stuck in his heart, but he cannot restrain himself from daydreaming.

He looked at Yue Jue's dark and deep eyes, lowered his eyelashes, and hid the pitiful hope in his eyes.

Without waiting for Yue Jue to keep his word, he pulled out the sword from his chest again, and the spray of blood made his face turn pale instantly.

He said to himself, "Don't be angry, brother, don't you want to kill me? I just want to help you."

After all, Yue Jing let go of her internal strength and allowed herself to fall from mid-air.

The hunting wind swayed his clothes and his hair.

As the blue hair fluttered, there was deep nostalgia in his eyes.

His voice was very soft, but Yue Jue still heard it, "Didn't Brother Huang ask, why am I so angry?"

He looked up at Yue Jue, and murmured, "—You."

"It's always been you."

Yue Jue's pupils narrowed slightly, looking at Yue Jing who fell like a dead leaf.

He moved.

Yue Jue swooped down, heading towards Yue Jing.

Seeing this, Yuejing accelerated her falling force.

Brother Huang, don't give him hope.

It wasn't until his back hit the ground fiercely, and a mouthful of blood sprang out of his throat, that he slowly smiled again.

Yue Jue's hands curled up weakly, and she frowned as she looked at the sad Yue Jing, feeling restless.

Seeing Yue Jing in such a state, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

They are siblings, why do they kill each other?
Jiang Qi looked at Yue Jue's reaction, his brows and eyes darkened slightly, is he softening his heart?
Jiang Qi silently clenched the long sword in his hand.

Today, no one can let Yue Jing leave alive!

Yue Jing looked at Yue Jue who was stunned on the spot, "Brother Huang, are you familiar with this scene?"

He looked at the bewilderment in Yue Jue's eyes, and seemed to be lost in memories, "Brother Huang had achieved success in martial arts when he was 15 years old, and Yue Huan, who was eight years old, looked at Brother Huang who was flying over the eaves and walls, begging you to take her to the roof to play. It is said that they will take the stars back to the Anle Hall when it is dark and when the stars are sleeping."

Yue Jue's eyes flickered slightly, as if she had some impression.

"Brother Huang couldn't hold back, so he took Yue Huan and me to the roof with each hand, and Yue Huan and I occupied Brother Huang on the left and right."

"As a result, it was not dark for a long time, and the three of us fell asleep on the roof."

Having said that, Yue Jing's eyes were filled with tenderness.

In the next second, his brows and eyes were furrowed again, "But, Yue Huan rolled down."

Yue Jue lowered her eyes, unable to see her emotions clearly under her long eyelashes.

He remembered.

The movement of Yue Huan woke him up, and he subconsciously jumped off the roof and chased after Yue Huan, trying to catch her before she fell to the ground like today.

He caught Yue Huan as he wished.

But there was still a loud bang behind him.

It's Yuejing.

When he saw Yue Huan rolling down, he jumped down first, trying to catch Yue Huan.

Yue Jing continued, "That time I broke my leg and lay in bed for a month."

"You come to see me every day, and even my father often sets foot in Jing Lanxuan."

His mother and concubine were very happy and said that his broken leg was worth it.

Even in order to see Emperor Ming often, he ordered the imperial physician to control the dosage and delay recovery.

Brother Huang went to Jing Lanxuan to see him every day, and he... was also very happy.

She acquiesced to the behavior of the mother and concubine.

Yue Jing's eyes were full of hopeless death, "Brother Huang, do you know?"

"It really hurts to break your leg, but I'm afraid Brother Huang will also hurt like me."

"Since then, I have made up my mind to practice martial arts."

"I practice martial arts diligently, and my original intention is to protect Yue Huan with you..."

(End of this chapter)