Queen's Purpose

Chapter 675 You seem to have promised to cut out your heart with your own hands as a memorial to me, remember?
Wu Luo said disdainfully: "Unfortunately, she prefers to follow me... right, Zhu Xin?"

Xia Fanyin glanced at him, "Compared with the monarch in front of me, I will choose the former."

Wuluo smiled.

Quan Qingjiu's expression became even uglier.

The three of them remained in a stalemate until a figure suddenly ran outside the door.

The color of Wu Luo's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced at her.

Xia Fanyin met his gaze, knowing that he had something to deal with, waved his hand, and left without haste.

She squeezed the medicine bag in her hand even tighter.

The poison just now was applied on the lips, but the one in my hand is obviously not good, so how do I apply it?And what if it doesn't work?
"Xiaoqi."

A man's voice sounded behind him, "Do you know what that man just now wanted to report to Wu Luo?"

Xia Fanyin walked very fast, she had already distanced herself from him by a long distance, and did not stop at this moment, "I have never been interested in other people's housework, unlike your Majesty, you always meddle in other people's business, pointing at everyone outside They say it's their own home."

There was a moment of silence behind him, "I have already found Ru Sheng and the body. That person will tell Wu Luo that each person and body have been snatched away."

Xia Fanyin suddenly trembled.

Even though she told herself - he was probably just lying to her, but at this moment, there was still endless anger welling up.

She stopped, turned around and looked coldly at the man behind her.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Quan Qingjiu walked towards her slowly, looked at her with deep eyes from beginning to end, and finally stopped in front of her, "I want everything. You, your corpse, and everything about you."

Even though I know it's impossible, I can't help wanting it.

Reason and emotion do not coexist most of the time.

Xia Fanyin suddenly clenched her palms tightly, and sneered, "Quan Qingjiu, do you think you've lived too long, and you're so cheap that you don't have to be stabbed to death by me, so you want to court death?"

Ah.

Quan Qing closed his eyes half-closed, unable to see the expression in his eyes, the cold moonlight shrouded his slender figure, "Perhaps."

Xia Fanyin's eyes suddenly burst into intense anger.

This is the first time since the reunion, she showed him such an expression, serious and cruel anger, instead of the usual fake smile, "I have already paid off what I owed Xia Rusheng. Even if I don't kill Xia Rusheng and return her You, His Majesty the Emperor, what do you want my corpse for?"

"this is mine……"

The man's deep voice stopped abruptly, and his pupils shrank sharply.

It was the face of the woman who was close at hand, cold and emotionless under the moonlight, but she suddenly tiptoed and kissed him.

Countless times of intimacy, there is no shock at this moment.

So much so that when a sharp stabbing pain suddenly came from his chest, he didn't even react immediately.

Xia Fanyin narrowed her eyes, and slowly stepped back, taking half a step away from him.

The man lowered his eyes, and a cold light flashed on his left chest.

It was a dagger—it pierced straight into his chest, ruthlessly and mercilessly.

He was shocked, but the indifferent person in front of him suddenly laughed, "This is... the location of the heart?"

The corners of her lips raised slowly, and she poked his wound lightly with her fingers, "Do you remember what happened in the ice room that night?"

Probably because of the pain on his body, she couldn't feel it, so even though her fingertips were covered with blood, she still smiled harmlessly, "At that time, you were as groggy as a fool, maybe you can't remember clearly , but I can reluctantly remind you—you seem to have promised to cut out your heart with your own hands as a memorial to me, remember?"

(End of this chapter)