The scumbag wiped out my entire family, I was reborn to marry the villain prince

Chapter 41 My life is in your hands

After Han Wenyuan left, Lu Qingyu still couldn't figure out what she had forgotten.

"Ms. Lu, don't forget that the Phoenix Fruit is still in the hands of Prince Ning." He Junxuan retracted his gaze and turned to look at Lu Qingyu, "Even if you gain the trust of Princess Ning, she may not be able to get the Phoenix Fruit from Prince Ning."

Lu Qingyu was silent for a moment. It's not that she hadn't thought about this problem, but there was no better way at the moment.

She must first contact Princess Ning to understand what went wrong between her and Prince Ning, and then decide what the next move should be.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingyu raised her eyes and looked at the noble and handsome man in front of her.

"Next, I would like to invite Your Highness to watch a show." The girl with cold and bright eyes turned her eyes and smiled sweetly, "If I want to marry Your Highness, I must prove my ability to Your Highness, right?"

The corners of He Junxuan's lips curled up, and a faint light flashed across his crystal clear black eyes.

"In that case, I will sit on the stage and watch Miss Lu's wonderful performance. No one can cure my poison. According to what you said, this phoenix fruit is my last chance to survive."

He Junxuan suddenly leaned close to Lu Qingyu's ear and whispered softly, "Miss Lu, my life is in your hands."

After saying this, He Junxuan turned around and left without waiting for Lu Qingyu to answer.

The man's back was as tall and straight as a pine tree, yet as lonely and cold as a lone wolf, revealing a stubborn sense of loneliness.

Lu Qingyu did not see the hint of trance in He Junxuan's eyes when he turned around.

In fact, during this period of time, He Junxuan has always felt that his condition is getting worse and worse. Not only does the poison break out, but sometimes he can't even distinguish between dreams and reality.

And his nightmare, which had lasted for more than half a month, also had new content yesterday.

He saw a woman rushing into the dungeon with a bloody sword in hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

Walking on the mountain path, He Junxuan looked down at his skin which was so pale that it was almost transparent. His purple blood vessels were beating rapidly as if they were about to burst out of his body in the next second.

He could vaguely feel that he didn't have much time left.

Now his life was completely in Lu Qingyu's hands.

He Junxuan didn't like this feeling of being out of control, but when he saw Lu Qingyu just now, he always felt that she had the shadow of the woman in his dream.

There's no reason, it's just a gut feeling.

"Forget it. I've been cautious for so many years, so I'll just go crazy this time."

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After returning from Shengyuan Mountain, Lu Qingyu sent someone to deliver a letter to King Ning, agreeing to his exchange conditions.

Prince Ning did not delay and quickly delivered half a phoenix fruit.

Lu Qingyu locked himself in the room and told no one to come in.

She must be extremely careful with this medicine and cannot make any mistakes.

At this time in Mingxi Ju, the largest restaurant in Tiansheng, Mr. Guo’s storytelling performance was unprecedentedly popular.

Almost all the prominent noblemen and ladies in Kyoto came.

"Speaking of which, King Jing stopped in front of Miss Lu's carriage."

In the crowded attic, King Xuan He Junyang and He Juncheng sat face to face. Both of them were in casual clothes with tall bamboo hats on their faces.

He Junyang picked up a piece of braised beef and stuffed it into his mouth. His expression was extremely calm, not as depressed and sad as the rumors said.

Su Bin's death seemed to have no effect on him. "Seventh brother, you asked me to come here, but you didn't say anything. What do you mean?"

Seeing that He Juncheng was still silent after eating half a bowl of rice, He Junyang asked lazily.

He Juncheng finally raised his drooping eyes.

When his eyes met He Juncheng's, the chopsticks in He Junyang's hand fell on the table.

After being stunned for a moment, He Junyang came to his senses and placed the other chopstick on the table.

"Seventh brother, what's wrong with you?"

He Juncheng's eyes were completely red, with only his pupils being black, just like the vampire in mythology.

"Brother, you also heard what Mr. Guo said just now, how Lu Qingyu insulted me. I was very kind to her, but in the end, she repaid me like this."

He Juncheng looked stunned, as if he had been hit hard. "After she took away all the dowry yesterday, I passed out from anger. When I woke up, my eyes looked like this."

He Junyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, what do you want to do by asking me to come here, Seventh Brother?"

"Brother, I want to cooperate with you to steal Lu Qingyu's dowry and the treasure house of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion." He Juncheng's voice was cold and hard.

"You want to steal her dowry? Why are you looking for me?"

He Junyang frowned. What kind of logic is this? He and He Juncheng don't have such a good relationship.

"My eldest brother's mother died at the hands of Lu Qingyu. If Lu Qingyu hadn't saved the Royal Grandmother, how could Concubine Su have committed suicide?" He Juncheng's voice was as cold and cunning as a poisonous snake.

He Junyang didn't buy it. He sneered, "Seventh brother, be careful with your words. Mother committed suicide because she realized her mistake. And Miss Lu saved the Empress Dowager, which is a blessing for our dynasty."

Before figuring out He Juncheng's intentions, He Junyang did not dare to act rashly and could only speak in an official tone.

He Juncheng was not in a hurry. He slowly poured a cup of tea for He Junyang and said, "Brother, I know you are short of money recently. If you are willing to help me, we can divide Lu Qingyu's dowry equally. I can also agree to one of your requests."

He Junyang's grip on the teacup tightened slightly, and a hint of ambiguous light flashed under his dark pupils.

After Concubine Su committed suicide, his grandfather, Prime Minister Su Lian, lost the emperor's favor. Not only did his status in the court plummet, but even his wife's family property suffered heavy losses.

The expenses of Prince Xuan's palace were huge, and his grandmother's family's property was in jeopardy and could hardly survive on its own, so they were unable to provide him with any financial support.

Lu Qingyu's dowry could almost be said to stretch along a ten-mile-long street. It included not only gold and silver bars, but also boxes of jewelry, the total value of which was inestimable.

He Junyang stared at the foam on the green tea in a daze, but his mind was working at high speed.

There are still about three or four days before the Duke of Zhenguo returns victoriously. At this time, the guards in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion are empty. If we don't act quickly, we may not have another chance when the Duke of Zhenguo returns.

He Juncheng was not in a hurry. He just ate his food and drank his tea quietly, waiting for He Junyang's answer.

After a long while, He Junyang finally raised his eyes and said, "We can cooperate."

He Juncheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Qu Yan grass he had eaten was not in vain, and his eyes were not red in vain.

He really wanted to swallow Lu Qingyu's dowry, but there had to be a scapegoat for this matter.

His dear eldest brother is very suitable.

(End of this chapter)