Chapter 79 I killed someone
"Yin'er, why did you come to me in such an extreme way? I am very disappointed in you." He Junxuan looked at Lu Yin'er for a long time and finally said only this sentence.

Lu Yiner stared at He Junxuan's gloomy and cold face, and suddenly laughed uncontrollably.

Crazy and desolate.

"What are you laughing at?" He Juncheng looked even more displeased.

Looking at He Junxuan's face full of disgust and impatience, Lu Yiner felt that the last straw in her heart was broken.

It turned out that He Juncheng had already treated her like this when she was useless or even a burden.

And asked her what she was laughing at?
She was laughing at her own stupidity for ruining her whole life for two unworthy people.

"Acheng, can you come closer to me and hug me?" Lu Yiner suddenly put on a soft and sad look, with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

He Juncheng frowned and hesitated for a long time before slowly walking in front of Lu Yiner.

He looked at the girl's face, which was almost unrecognizable due to hunger, and his previous love for Lu Yiner gradually faded away.

But after all, he had loved her. He Juncheng suppressed his impatience and gently hugged the thin girl.

Lu Yiner snuggled in He Juncheng's arms, her face calm and peaceful, just like before.

But in the next moment, a pool of pus-smelling blood spurted out from the corner of He Juncheng's mouth, and the expression on his face was frozen in fear and anger.

Lu Yiner stood up expressionlessly, holding the blood-stained porcelain piece in her hand.

He Juncheng's body slid to the ground with a small muffled sound.

He covered his neck, his eyes widened in unwillingness, his mouth full of blood foam opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but what came out was just more blood.

Lu Yiner said nothing and watched He Juncheng die in front of her eyes.

After a long time, Lu Yiner suddenly shuddered, and the porcelain piece in her hand fell to the ground.

A look of fear finally appeared on Lu Yiner's face, and her lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

The blood gradually faded from her cheeks, and her already fair face became even paler.

Looking down at her blood-stained hands, Lu Yiner fell to the ground with a thud.

"What am I doing? I killed someone, I killed someone!" Lu Yiner kept muttering to herself.

The door was suddenly pushed open and Lu Ping, who had been eavesdropping behind the wall, rushed in.

The moment he entered the door, Lu Ping's blood ran cold.

Lying on the ground was He Juncheng, his face covered in blood, and next to him was Lu Yiner, her face full of fear and her hands covered in blood.

"You evil creature, what have you done?!" Lu Ping gritted his teeth, and all the muscles in his body were tensed tightly.

Lu Yiner shook her head and clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, "I didn't kill him, he committed suicide by himself."

The veins on Lu Ping's forehead were throbbing and the color of his eyes was changing unpredictably.

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Bluestone Street.

He Junxuan has already left. All the medical clinics in the capital have just received the Nine-Layered Lotus sent by Prince Ning. He will be there to supervise the doctors in preparing the medicine and giving it to the patients one by one.

Lu Qingyu was sitting in the room in a daze. She had recovered all her memories.

In the previous life before her, Lu Qingyu had not experienced the wolves surrounding Shengyuan Mountain, nor had she married He Juncheng. Instead, she and He Junxuan were childhood sweethearts. In that life, Lu Qingyu would always go to the palace to play, and she developed a deep friendship with He Junxuan.

After they became adults, they naturally got engaged and became husband and wife.

A year after the wedding, Lu Qingyu, as Princess Li, followed He Junxuan to the front line battlefield with Xiyan.

At the beginning, Xiyan was indeed defeated, but the good times did not last long. A traitor appeared in Tiansheng and leaked military secrets, resulting in 30,000 soldiers being trapped in the dead city.

General Sima Yan of Xiyan made a request, saying that the leader of Yingsha Pavilion must be invited over before the 30,000 soldiers could be released, otherwise they would all be killed.

Sima Yan gave a deadline of three days.

In fact, Lu Qingyu and He Junxuan both felt that it was a bit strange. They were only given three days to find the leader of Yingsha Pavilion who had always been elusive. Why did Sima Yan think they could find him?

unless.
He knew, or at least suspected, that the leader of Yingsha Pavilion was among Tiansheng's army.

Although He Junxuan has always been very cautious about this identity, there is no way to completely guarantee that no one else knows about it. Maybe Sima Yan already knows that He Junxuan is the head of Yingsha Pavilion?
But no matter what, He Junxuan finally came to the city gate alone wearing a silver wolf head mask.

What happens next is a scene from a dream.

Sima Yan brought a large number of troops to attack. He Junxuan fought with all his might, but was eventually outnumbered and was captured by Sima Yan's troops and thrown into a dungeon.

Sima Yan kept his promise and released the 30,000 soldiers. He also brought a message saying that he had something to discuss with the leader of Yingsha Pavilion and it might take some more days.

But Lu Qingyu was extremely nervous, and every day in the camp felt like a year.

Three days passed and He Junxuan still hadn't returned. Lu Qingyu finally couldn't sit still anymore.

She mobilized the spies who had been lurking inside Xiyan for many years, and found out the location where He Junxuan was imprisoned. After making a plan, she sneaked in overnight.

When she rushed into the dungeon, she saw a man who had been tortured beyond recognition.

Both of He Junxuan's shoulder blades were pierced by iron chains, his whole body was covered with whip marks and branding, he looked listless, only his eyes still had a glimmer of light.

Seeing Lu Qingyu coming in, He Junxuan's eyes shot out two cold rays, and he lost control of his emotions for the first time in the dungeon, "What are you doing here? Hurry up and leave, this is a trap!"

But before Lu Qingyu could react, Sima Yan's loud laughter was heard outside the dungeon.

"Lu Qingyu, you are finally here. I thought you were going to abandon your poor husband." Sima Yan paced into the cell.

Lu Qingyu stepped back step by step, holding the bloody sword, and stood in front of He Junxuan.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lu Qingyu stared at Sima Yan and asked word by word.

Sima Yan still smiled, "My goal all along has always been you."

Lu Qingyu frowned. She and Sima Yan definitely met after they went to the front line.

What is going on?
But Sima Yan did not explain to her. Instead, he took out a black object and pressed it against her.

Lu Qingyu fell to the ground.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying in a pure white room, surrounded by strange objects that she had never seen before.

Thinking about it now, Lu Qingyu always felt that some things there were similar to Mingkong's rare objects.

Every day after that, Sima Yan would come and inject Lu Qingyu with all kinds of strange liquids with a syringe.

(End of this chapter)

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