Congratulations on opening the coffin

Chapter 342 Falling in love with someone else's love

Zhu Yan froze on the spot, feeling as if her heart had jumped suddenly. She opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but suddenly covered her head, looking extremely painful: "Ugh—it hurts so much!"

"Zhu Yan (Xiao Cui)!"

The two choruses recalled at the same time, Hua Ci pressed her painful chest, and anxiously wanted to step forward to support her, but was preempted by another strange and handsome young man, who hugged Zhu Yan's shoulders, his brows were full of anxiety, " What’s wrong with you?"

A gorgeous and cold female voice came from the side: "I put a restriction in her mind, if Huaci gets close to her again, she will explode and die."

"Then do you think you will die first, or she will die first?"

A clear and indifferent voice sounded immediately behind Queen Loulan, and at the same time a knife stained with unknown mucus and blood was pressed against her neck.

"Queen!"

The guards panicked instantly, this man, when is it! ?

On the other hand, Qiao Ran was full of joy and surprise: "You're not dead? But how could this be, aren't you..."

Everyone looked at the direction where the giant python was fighting, and the black python was lying on the ground dying at some point, with a gash one person wide opened in its abdomen, and blood and gastric juice flowed all over the ground in an instant.

"It seems that it is easier to break through from the inside of anything."

Shen Ruo moved the knife closer, and said coldly, "You mean it, Your Majesty the Queen?"

The guards were dumb for a while, and angrily scolded: "How dare you kill the Holy Spirit! Unforgivable!"

"It's just a broken snake. Those who can be killed are not worthy of being called gods."

Shen Ruo dismissed it, and lightly scratched the queen's skin with the knife in his hand, "Undo Zhu Yan's forbidden spell, or I will let you die in front of her."

Queen Loulan seemed to have completely ignored her life and death, and her infatuated eyes were fixed on Huaci. Even from the beginning to the end, he never looked back at her.

She asked unwillingly: "Obviously you have taken the water of empathy, why do you still only have her in your eyes? I can give you all the glory and wealth, and even I can give you the throne and my people. Why? You just don't like me?"

The handsome and indifferent young swordsman heard her questioning, but he still didn't look back, his eyes were fixed on Zhu Yan who was already fainted from the pain.

"I like you, of course I like you, your medicine works very well."

"Then why...?"

"I have you in my mind all the time, my heart beats for you, but all of this just makes me sick, makes me angry, and all of this just reminds me that these feelings are just a lie, imposed on you bondage on me."

His slender hand held Zhu Yan's little hand that was hanging on the ground very tightly, "Why Zhu Yan is dead, I will accompany her."

"..."

The queen was trembling all over suddenly, looking at Huaci's back with hatred and sorrow, she finally took a deep breath, "Okay, I will fulfill you."

Shen Ruo frowned, but she seemed helpless in such a dead situation. Even if she threatened Queen Loulan with death, it would be useless.

But at this moment, a sigh resounded: "Fool, there are times in your life that you must have, and there is no time in your life so don't force it."

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the sound, but they saw a little Douding. They were all taken aback. Xiao Douding raised his hands and said innocently, "It's not me."

Wearing a black gauze and tightly wrapped, the High Priest stood up, with an elegant posture and still the same splendor.

"Forget it, let me lift the restriction for this little girl."

"Miss Huang!" Queen Loulan panicked.

"It's enough for you, you are the king of Loulan, but take a look, what have you done for your own selfishness?"

Facing the majestic accusation from the high priest, the queen removed her dignified posture and showed a look of helplessness like a little girl: "I just want people who like me to like me, I am the king of Loulan, what is there that I can't get? In terms of identity and appearance, how can I not compare to that woman?"

"Do you really like him?" the high priest asked suddenly.

The queen replied without thinking, "Of course I..."

"No, it's not him you fell in love with, but his infatuation with that little girl."

The queen was stunned for a moment by these categorical words, she frowned slightly, her face full of bewilderment, "I... no..."

"If you really must have him, why not erase his memory?"

"...In that case, isn't he not him?"

"Is he not him, or is he no longer deeply in love with Zhu Yan's Hua Ci, no longer Hua Ci? What you want is that he loves you like he loves that little girl. This is not love."

"..." The queen was completely dumbfounded.

Seeing this, the high priest sighed a long time, shook his head slightly, and whispered: "It would be great if I understood this truth back then."

The queen didn't stop her anymore, the high priest walked straight to Zhu Yan's side, feeling Hua Ci's guarded eyes, she smiled slightly: "Don't worry, she will be fine."

She opened Zhu Yan's tightly closed eyelids with her hands, and her face was covered with a black veil, revealing only a pair of amethyst-like pupils, as if there was a vortex in them, just looking at each other could suck people's soul away.

After a while, the high priest withdrew his hands and stood up slowly, while Zhu Yan, who was unconscious, groaned, frowned, and opened her eyes.

Huaci couldn't hide his excitement, and leaned forward: "Xiaoyan, how are you?"

Zhu Yan turned her face away, her eyes fixed on the ground, her cheeks flushed slightly: "Playboy, my wife is getting close."

Hua Ci frowned suddenly, and turned her sharp eyes to the high priest: "What's going on? Why hasn't Xiaoyan's memory recovered?"

The high priest looked at him apologetically: "Her memory has been completely erased, even I can't help it."

Zhu Yan also showed a very guilty expression: "I'm sorry, dude."

Huaci gradually calmed down from the excitement: "It's me who should say I'm sorry. I didn't protect you well."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting low, Qiao Ran clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, alright, although there are regrets, it's a good ending. Now that the matter is settled, we should go back."

Shen Ruo suddenly said, "What should I do about Hua Ci's empathy? Is there an antidote?"

The high priest smiled gently: "As long as you don't continue to take the empathy water, after three months, the playboy will return to normal."

"..." This kind of love is really easy to solve.

Shen Ruo withdrew the scalpel, stopped holding Queen Loulan hostage, and walked straight to Qiao Ran and the others.

Ayina looked at everyone with some reluctance: "Are you really leaving like this? In a few days, it will be the Holy Grace Festival. This is our biggest festival in Loulan. Don't you stay and have a look?"

(End of this chapter)