After pampering her sick and weak husband, the idiot's legitimate daughter cheated on her

Chapter 121 You look so good

This entanglement lasted longer than He Jing thought.

She soon lost her composure.

But at this moment, the ground seemed to be shaking faintly.

He Jing naturally knew what this meant, and secretly screamed: "What...what's going on?! Outside -"

She was answered by a powerful horn blast.

"——Help!!!"

The commander of the Forbidden Army rolled into the camp with a hurried look: "Big army, big army..."

"General Liu is coming with the Black Crow Cavalry!"

He Jing's expression suddenly changed: "How is that possible? How is this possible?!"

However, she quickly regained her composure: "Impossible. It's impossible for General Liu to gather the black crows and ride over so quickly. There must be some fraud involved!"

The commander of the forbidden army also nodded as if he had woken up: "Subordinate, subordinate, go now!"

However, if the person who came was really Liu Shu, then they wouldn't even have to fight...

That was the Black Crow Cavalry, the Black Crow Cavalry who created the immortal myth.

If they don't have to fight, they will definitely get into trouble.

The camp fell into a dead silence as the commander of the imperial army ran out tremblingly.

He Jing murmured: "Why did Liu Shu come? Doesn't he know that you have always wanted to kill him..."

She whispered: "Even so, he still wants to come? Or is his so-called escort the same as me? Hahaha... What do you think, father?"

He Jing didn't get a response, so she laughed a few times sadly and crazily.

"That's it, that's all."

Regardless of whether Liu Shu was rescuing the king or killing the king, in today's situation, would she, He Jing, be defeated no matter what?

He Jing approached the sword and said gloomily: "In this case, let's go on the road first, father."

The emperor looked at her and said sadly: "Jing'er!"

He showed a sad expression: "You are my most beloved little daughter. Apart from sending you to get married for Yun Qin, I have never treated you badly. Why didn't I miss you when you were seriously ill?!"

"Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to do this?!"

He Jing lowered her head without wavering at all: "Father, are you afraid?"

Two hot tears fell on the emperor's face, making him feel uncomfortable.

He Jing said: "It is precisely because of this that I feel particularly chilled."

The next second, the curtain behind her was opened. He Jing was startled and thought for a moment that the enemy troops had rushed in.

But the next second, her expression returned to relaxation: "Brother, you are here."

Walking out from behind was none other than the eldest prince, He Yu, who had not been seen for a long time.

He Jing shook her head. Her nerves had been tense for too long, and her reaction had become a little slow.

As long as the obsession in her heart persists, the crazy look on her face will not dissipate.

She clenched the dagger in her hand and said with a sinister expression: "Since we are here, let's send our father on his way together."

However, an arrow shot through the air and hit him within a few inches of He Jing's feet.

Pu Yu finally led the soldiers into the camp: "The Black Crow Cavalry's help is late!"

It's indeed too late, He Jing thought in her heart.

Her eyes were sharp, and she no longer held back this time, and the sword was about to fall.

puff.

Blood splatters.

But not from the emperor's neck.

Even the emperor looked a little dazed, his face was still covered with his daughter's blood, and then he looked up -

He Jing was killed by a blow from the person behind her, and a cold blade penetrated her heart.

He Jing instantly coughed up a mouthful of blood, closed her eyes and fell down. She is still unwilling to give in and has no regrets.

He Yu withdrew the sword in his hand, his expression very calm: "My son——"

"The help came too late."

He helped the emperor up and slowly announced to the stunned Pu Yu and his party:

"The sinful girl He Jing has been put to death."

……

Yun Wuyang, who was already lying on the bed, took a sip of the very bitter medicine. Thinking of the chaos of the past few days, his heart palpitated: "I used to regard the eldest prince as a negligible opponent. I didn't expect that it was only today that I really knew him." .”

Liu Xiaoxian sat by the bed, holding a rolled up book in his hand. Watching Yun Wuxu finish drinking the medicine, he placed the candied fruit in her palm.

"If He Jing hadn't been killed that day, he would have been killed as a rebel. But since he saved her with that stab, the rebellion at the hunting ground had nothing to do with him."

Yun Wuyang thought of He Jing and pursed his lips: "He Jing..."

She actually understood her. She was just trying to gain a future for herself, so who was right and who was wrong?

But once she died, no one knew whether the eldest prince had anything to do with the rebellion.

The candlelight danced on the table next to the bed, and Liu Xiaoxian handed over a piece of paper filled with writing.

The flames rolled around and soon engulfed the paper.

Liu Xiaoxian's voice formed a sharp contrast with the restless flames. He said calmly:

"No matter how powerful he is, what should be taken away and what should be demanded must be settled with him."

He looked back at the bandage on Yun Wuhuang's shoulder.

Yun Wuyang was also looking at him, and suddenly said something shocking: "You are the same as before."

Liu Xiaoxian thought she could say something very affectionate, but she only heard Yun Wuyang say seriously:

"It feels good to be as long as before."

Liu Xiaoxian: "..."

He needed a vicious word to describe the feeling at this moment.

Of course Yun Wuhuang knew what this word was called.

——Facial control is shameful.

Color is like a bone scraper. Our Yun family members have hard bones.

After so many days of domestication, Liu Xiaoxian has become a good dog that follows her every step of the way and removes obstacles for her. From being cold and aloof at the beginning to now, she often feels indebted.

In fact, he knew everything. He felt that if he didn't put his heart in front of Yun Wuxu, she wouldn't know he liked him.

The long period of hard work, the fright at the hunting ground, and lingering old illnesses finally made the emperor fall ill at the end of the year.

This illness was not that serious, but the emperor's spirit was visibly deteriorating, and he always looked tired.

In the end, he could no longer go to the morning court and spent the whole day in the palace recuperating from illness.

During this critical period, many forces that had had a rift with the eldest prince came to seek refuge with Liu Xiaoxian.

After all, looking around, among the adult princes, some of the forces behind them also have a promising future, and there is no second choice.

Liu Xiaoxian is highly anticipated.

But he refused for the time being: "No, it's not the time yet."

Liu Xiaoxian has almost become the most calm one. After all, after so many years of waiting and patience, he has long been used to it.

You have to be absolutely sure.

In the following period, Liu Xiaoxian could hardly stay at home for too long, and he was always in the palace attending to the emperor's illness.

On this day, the emperor was also lying in the palace in a daze, as if he had no energy to even greet Liu Xiaoxian.

Although there is a gap between the two, the emperor is the only one who can compete with the eldest prince.

If something happens to Liu Xiaoxian again, the eldest prince will definitely...

Suddenly, Liu Xiaoxian spoke:

"Father is not feeling well, please rest first."

　It’s really miserable for everyone to seize the throne.

　　(I guess it’s almost finished. I’ll give myself a sneaky little holiday on New Year’s Day. Don’t wait for the update, babies. I’ll resume the update after the new year~)

　　(End of this chapter)