Traveling through: the princess under the ugly face and tears

Chapter 245 Regret 1
Murong Xue jumped back, raised her head to look around, and shouted loudly, "Who?"


As soon as Murong Xue's shout fell, a red figure slowly floated down from the roof of the Lan Pavilion. The silver-white mask shone brightly under the sunlight.


Murong Xue was slightly taken aback, and blurted out, "It's you?"


It was Luo Bing who came, and he reached an agreement with Chu Xuechen not to let Murongqi's conspiracy come true. Therefore, a day ago, Chu Xuechen had already dispatched heavy troops to encircle and suppress Murong Bieyuan, but unfortunately, Murongqi The grandparents have already escaped, they just hunted and killed some insignificant people, they couldn't catch Murong grandchildren, Luo Bing guessed that Murongqi must be exposed because of the incident, and the opponent Chu Qingchen, who holds a heavy soldier, would have murderous intentions, so he rushed to help .


Luo Bing glanced at Murong Xue, sneered, and said, "Murong Xue, did you expect me to appear here?"


Murong Xue snorted coldly, looked at Chu Qingchen unwillingly, then slowly backed away, and said coldly, "Who the hell are you? Why do you spoil my important affairs again and again?"


Luo Bing looked at Murong Xue, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. Suddenly, he raised his hand and threw it back, only to hear two screams from behind, and two people fell down not far from Luo Bing, ready to attack the men in black.


Murong Xue's face changed drastically, he gave Luo Bing a look of resentment, then stomped his feet suddenly, flew up to the roof, and then disappeared on the roof.


Seeing Murong Xue leave, those men in black also ran away one after another. In the blink of an eye, they escaped completely, leaving only corpses and blood everywhere.


Luo Bing didn't chase after him, he stared at the direction where Murong Xue disappeared, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, then he turned and walked towards Mo Yan who was lying on the ground.


Mo Yan's shoulder was hit by Murong Xue's palm, and that palm hit extremely hard, his face was sallow, he struggled up from the ground, and lightly cupped his fists at Luo Bing, saying, "Thank you for saving the prince!"


Luo Bing responded silently, and stretched out his hand to pull off Mo Yan's clothes, and carefully inspected the wound on his shoulder. After a while, he said to Mo Yan with a serious expression, "It's a poisonous palm, you have to detoxify it quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid it will hurt." Life is in danger!"


Mo Yan gritted his teeth, pulled his clothes back, and asked in a low voice, "I'm fine, she's safe, isn't she?"


Luo Bing frowned tightly, and after a while, he said solemnly, "Now that Murongqi's ancestors and grandchildren have escaped, I'm afraid they will unite with the Black Wind Nation to raise troops in a short time. She is stubborn and refuses to leave. I am very sorry." Worried, I will do my best to protect her safety, tell Lord Ling to be careful, Murong Qi may not let him go easily!"


Mo Yan nodded, and then said, "I know! You...you must protect her...I..." Mo Yan didn't say anything further, and the same worry as Luo Bing floated in his eyes.


Luo Bing nodded slightly, and said, "Then I'll go first, be careful!" After speaking, he flew away without even looking at Chu Qingchen.


Mo Yan watched Luo Bing leave, and then staggered towards Chu Qingchen.


Ever since Peony died, Chu Qingchen has been hugging Peony's body and sitting on the ground in a daze, motionless. Peony's death has had a great impact on him. Ye Wu is a fake, and he will never remember that there is a woman named Mudan. He has never cared about her, so, shortly after sending her back to Yanhonglou, he completely forgot about a woman named Mudan. He never thought that the woman he had completely forgotten would now die in his arms covered in blood. He loved He Qinglin and Ye Wu before, but he never loved her. However, he never thought that What's more, the woman who loves him the most is actually her!

Seeing Mudan's tragic death under Murong Xue's sword, Chu Qingchen's heart suddenly surged with deep regret. The tragedy of Peony reminded him of the Shui Wuyan who once married him, who was humble in the beginning. The ugly woman who was timid and cowardly, but later became extremely submissive, he always believed that Shui Wuyan killed his and He Qinglin's child, and for this reason, he even killed his own flesh and blood with his own hands to give her a rest. Shu, drove her out of King Ling's mansion on a cold snowy night, completely disregarding her life and death.


However, it was only now that he realized that all he had done was to avenge other people's children. He made a big joke. He actually killed his own flesh and blood to save other people's children. Taking revenge, driving away the woman who loves him the most, just to marry a broken flower and a broken willow, this is really a big irony!


If he hadn't been obsessed with He Qinglin's beauty, his own flesh and blood would not have died, and Mudan, the woman who loved him deeply, would not have been sent back to Yanhonglou by him, nor would she have died tragically in Murong Xue's house now. under the sword.


Everything is his fault. In his mind, Shui Wuyan's pale and ugly face floated up. She was glaring at him and angrily accused "Chu Qingchen! You are so indistinguishable from right from wrong, one day ,You will regret this!"


Chu Qingchen's heart began to tremble, his face was distorted because of the pain, yes, he regrets it now, he regrets it, but everything has already been lost, his child died, Shui Wuyan died , Peony is dead!And Murong Xue, the person who planned all the plots, is not dead yet!
The guards in Lingwang's mansion began to clean up the corpses on the ground without waiting for Chu Qingchen's orders, while Mo Yan stood quietly behind Chu Qingchen, silent, a little cool breeze blew by, and the ground was still covered with dust. The bodies and blood that hadn't been cleaned up in time made people feel a little chill in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)