Chapter 131 Suicide
Yue Jue was stunned, and even Yan Qi who was not far away frowned.

She stared blankly at Yuejing who seemed to have been sucked out of her vitality on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh.

He said that he practiced martial arts for Yue Huan, but now he is the one who wants to kill her...

"Before Yue Huan was born, I was the youngest, and Brother Huang loved me the most."

Yue Jing looked ashamed, "But when she was born, everything changed."

"Brother Huang, it's not that I never thought of protecting Yue Huan with you, you broke all of this with your own hands!"

Why do you have to take back what was given to him?
Why should he share half of what he owns completely?
Yue Jue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, "Yue Jing, I'm good to you, it's not the reason for you to hurt Yue Huan."

"If I knew you would hurt Yue Huan, then I would definitely not treat you well!"

The intriguing harem had already poisoned Yue Huan before she was born, and he tried his best to treat Yue Huan well.

It's not for Yue Jing to use it as an excuse.

Wrong is wrong.

Yuejing's face was as pale as paper, and he smiled miserably, "Brother Huang is really ruthless."

He didn't even bother to lie to him.

"Yuejing, I don't owe you anything. I treat you well just because you are also my father's son and my younger brother. As an elder brother, I should take care of you."

"But Yuehuan is different, she is my only sister."

"If it wasn't for Yuelin's concubine mother, why would she be so weak?"

"She was born in misery. I just want her to be happy and safe for the rest of her life. Can this also be the reason for your jealousy?"

Yue Jue couldn't figure out what the inevitable connection between Yue Jing and Yue Huan was. He was kind to him, and it didn't conflict with his love for Yue Huan.

Why did he insist on putting Yue Huan to death?
Yue Huan is so innocent.

"suffering?"

A look of pain flashed in Yue Jing's eyes, "Brother Huang, born in the royal family, Yue Huan is already very lucky."

"With you, the father and the queen really love her!"

"Except for the fallen soul on her body, where is she suffering? Where is it difficult?"

Unlike him, born a mistake.

He is just the product of Lin Yin's birth to fight for power, and it is her wishful thinking to get close to Emperor Ming!
Emperor Ming only loved Murong Lingwen, and he only loved her child.

You see, Yue Jue was the prince from the moment she was born.

And Yue Huan, who is doomed to a short life, is also the princess Jiaojiao held in the palm of Emperor Ming.

What about him?

He's just a useless prince with no title.

He was ordered by Lin Yin to approach Yue Jue from the very beginning, and he just wanted to use Yue Jue to show his face in front of Emperor Ming.

Emperor Ming was even more ruthless than Lin Yin, and the way he looked at him was different from that of Yue Jue and Yue Huan.

He was born an outcast.

Yue Jue sighed, "Yue Jing, I don't want to argue with you now, whether Yue Huan is suffering or not, I don't need you to judge whether it is difficult or not."

He stared at Yue Jing coldly, "It's still the same sentence, if you want to kill Yue Huan, I can't let you live."

Yue Jing stared straight at Yue Jue's eyebrows, and he seemed to see the shadow of Emperor Ming on him.

He sneered and curled his lips, he is indeed Lin Yin's son, and Lin Yin's paranoia has been perfectly inherited to him.

One for my father and one for my son.

They all stumbled.

"Qiu An, tie him up."

"Choose a day to escort back to the imperial capital."

What rose in Yuejue's heart was deep fatigue and disgust, and he suddenly didn't want to do it himself.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, let alone reluctance.

He just didn't want to be contaminated with Yuejing's slightest thing, even the blood that took his life...

Yue Jue took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood stains on the soft sword carefully, again and again, as if to completely clean up the traces of Yue Jing from his world.

Yue Jing watched his movements, her eyes were full of chapped and broken eyes.

The blood-stained handkerchief was casually discarded by Yue Jue, and it fluttered down in front of his eyes. He stared at it for a while, picked it up with slightly trembling hands, and stroked the corner with Yue Jue's name embroidered on it.

Hold it tightly in the palm of your hand.

Looking at Yue Jue's cold and hard back, he swiftly slashed back at Qiu An and attacked Yue Jue!

"Your Highness, be careful!" Qiu An tried to stabilize his figure, and shouted anxiously!

Yue Jue could naturally sense Yue Jing's palm wind, he turned his head to avoid it, and stabbed him mercilessly with the soft sword in his hand!

Yue Jing grasped the blade with two fingers, and swiped it!

He wants to grab the sword!

Yue Jue's face darkened, and she used her palm force to hit him in the chest!

Yuejing tightly grasped the blade, and received the palm forcefully, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from her mouth!

When Yue Jue was in a daze, he suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the sword turned around, pointing at Yue Jue's neck!
"Brother Huang!" Yan Qi took a sharp breath, his eyes full of panic!

The sudden movement of her sitting up affected her injury, and her face was wrinkled in pain.

Jiang Qi tapped his toes, came to Yue Huan, frowned and looked at her wound, "Don't move."

With this movement, the bleeding from the wound became more violent.

Yue Jue squinted at Yue Huan upon hearing the sound, and looked at her worried face with a smile on her lips, "Huan'er, don't be afraid."

After all, he looked at Yuejing along the cold tip of the sword, "You want to kill me?"

"It's a good idea to kill me with my sword."

Yue Jing stared at Yue Jue's slightly sarcastic lips with deep eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, kill him?
how could be.

He murmured, "Brother Huang, am I wrong?"

They shouldn't be like this.

"I just want to catch the warmth you give me, I need this light."

"Cang Lan said that Yue Huan will not live to be 20 years old. I secretly counted Yue Huan's age and when I will be able to have the only love of the emperor's brother."

"I don't want to kill her."

Yue Jing looked at Yue Jue who was silent, "It's not that I didn't think that after the matter was revealed, you would treat me like today."

"I thought I could bear it until she died."

There was a trace of pain in Yuejing's eyes, and she bent her lips sadly, "Do you know why I can't bear it?"

Yue Jue's eyelashes moved slightly, but she didn't speak.

"And Qing Shan, the first time you showed your killing intent to me because of Yue Huan, I just wanted to kill Yue Huan!"

"Obviously, Yue Huan is short-lived, and I am the most helpful helper for you to ascend the throne and become emperor, but you have murderous intentions for me because of Yue Huan, whose life and death are unknown!"

Yue Jue's eyes darkened slightly, he should have noticed it earlier.

Yue Jing was sensitive and suspicious, it was his fault that day, Yue Huan's life and death were unknown, words like that really made him lose his mind.

It will lead to today's disaster.

"Yuejing, I apologized to you at the time, it was indeed my fault for hurting you."

"It's just that when I treat you well, I don't want to seek anything from you. The same is true for Yuehuan."

"Everything is just for siblings."

Yue Jing stared deeply at Yue Jue's gradually calming eyebrows and eyes, but the eyes looking at him finally lost their softness in the past.

"Sorry? It's too late, isn't it?"

Some things happen that cannot be solved simply by apologizing, just like now.

If he said an apology, would Yue Jue forgive him?

Where the injury is.

Can't move, can't forget.

Nothing more...

He just paid back the damage he caused Yue Huan.

Yue Jing slowly retracted the blade pointing at Yue Jue, and his broken blood-stained fingertips stroked the blade.

Re-dirty the blade that Yue Jue had wiped clean just now.

"Brother Huang, you want to erase the traces I left on the sword..."

"Forgive me for not being able to do as you wish."

After finishing speaking, Yue Jing suddenly wiped the soft sword towards her neck, and committed suicide by Yue Jue's sword!
The blood on the neck of the neck instantly rose into a spray of blood and sprinkled on Yue Jue's face.

He smiled brightly in Yue Jue's startled eyes.

"Brother Huang, I want you... Pick up this sword, and you will think of me."

Since he couldn't accompany Yuejue through the years to come, he had to leave something behind.

(End of this chapter)

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