King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 209 Heartbreaking pain
Dreams are always illogical. The scenery in front of Han Yujue's eyes suddenly flickered and changed. The fireworks rain in the bustling capital disappeared, leaving only the black army pouring in like a tide. Surrounded by murderous intent!
The spiritual power in the body flowed backwards along the blood vessels, continuously roaring and surging, as if it was about to tear her whole body apart from the inside of her body!

"Do not be afraid."

At the critical moment, Han Yujue heard a gentle voice of comfort behind him.

Low and charming voice, familiar tone.

She turned around, and met eyes as dark and deep as obsidian, but with a little bit of tenderness.

Wearing black armor and holding a Tenglong sword, he is still arrogant and domineering.

Murong Che...

She wanted to call out the name, but her vocal cords seemed to be malfunctioning, she could only part her lips slightly, unable to speak a word.

When the knife light appeared, Han Yujue only felt the sharp weapon burning with holy flames piercing his chest, and once again felt the heart-piercing pain...

"do not want!"

Han Yujue suddenly opened his eyes!

She panted slightly, her whole body throbbing as if being hit by a blunt object.

"You're awake..." In the dark night, there was a person sitting beside the bed, wiping the cold sweat off Han Yujue's forehead.

It was the man she had just dreamed about.

His movements were slow, and his tone was gentle and full of worry, without the ruthlessness that he had when he slashed with a knife during the day.

"Don't move, lie down obediently." He looked at Han Yujue who was as dazed as a frightened kitten with distress, took her little hand into his own, and continued to wipe her snowy neck down.

Han Yujue was stunned, and confirmed again, this man holding a silk cloth and taking good care of her is Murong Che?
It should be said that this is the Murong Che she is familiar with, and who is the one who killed her? Could it be that Murong Che still has a split personality? ...

All of a sudden, thousands of thoughts linger in my heart.Until now, Han Yujue is still in a state of hesitation, unable to accept the fact that he was hurt by Murong Che.Regardless of any unspeakable secrets, she did not believe that Murong Che would do such a heinous thing.She even suspected that everything that happened today was just a nightmare she had just now...

However, the unstoppable pain in the body is real.

"I don't want to hear your explanation..." Han Yujue's voice was hoarse and tired, "Don't apologize to me..."

If he apologized to her at this moment, it would mean that everything that happened before was not a nightmare. He had indeed swung a fatal knife, so that she was on the verge of death, and now she was suffering from bone-biting pain.

No matter how you explain it, it's hard to justify it.

She could only face the fact that Murong Che didn't really love her.

Murong Che showed a bitter smile. He reached out and poked Han Yujue's frowning brow, and said helplessly, "When will you learn to lie to yourself?"

"..."

deceive yourself? ...Maybe, but if choosing to believe in a good story makes you feel better...

Murong Che sighed softly, and said something unexpected to Han Yujue.

"I didn't do it."

Han Yujue's already dull eyes suddenly lit up with a trace of doubt, "Isn't it you?..."

"En." Murong Che frowned, and said in a deep voice: "As soon as I returned to Xijing, I found that there was already a Murong Che in Xijing who was exactly like me, no matter how you looked at it... Occupying the magpie's nest, taking my seat, ordering the imperial guards to seal down the Han mansion, and issuing a hunting order for you. I thought he was just a young man who imitated his appearance and voice, and imitated my action habits, who? Knowing but not only that..."

Murong Che stopped, as if he was not willing to continue talking.

Han Yu was determined to rush, and urged, "What happened next? Then who is he?"

Murong Che's eyes turned cold, and he said: "I covered my face with a mask and shot at him. His moves, attacking habits, and even his strength were half as good as mine. In the end, no one could win..."

Han Yujue was taken aback. This appearance and voice could indeed be imitated. Changing his appearance, learning ventriloquism, and then perfectly disguised as a person is not difficult.But if the strength is exactly the same, it would be unbelievable!

Murong Che is the top expert in the mainland, and his strength is terrifying. Even if there are any hidden warriors who can achieve the same level of cultivation as him, but attack habits and moves are different for everyone, and they cannot be imitated no matter what. here.

According to Murong Che, this is no longer the level of imitation, but duplication!But as far as she knows, there is no such high technology as human cloning on this continent.

Han Yujue hesitated and said, "You... don't you have twin brothers?"

Murong Che shook his head, "Impossible, even if they are twin brothers, they shouldn't be so similar."

Han Yu absolutely couldn't think of other possibilities, so she wasted a lot of thinking, which also gave her a little headache in her already weak body.

"Don't think about it, you'd better take a good rest." Seeing that Han Yujue's forehead began to sweat again, Murong Che softly comforted him, "Although you told me not to apologize, this matter is indeed my fault. Others imitated No matter how similar we are, but with our close relationship, you must be able to recognize him as long as you get close to him. That's why the other party wants to kill you..."

Han Yujue said sullenly, "Someone tried to harm you, so why is it your fault again?"

"It's my fault for implicating you." Murong Che's eyes were full of pity, and he wished he could always protect Han Yujue by his side so that no one could hurt her again.

From now on, he must do so.

On the streets of Xijing, hearing the rumors that the eldest lady of the Han family was injured by His Royal Highness King Ning, Murong Che's heart felt as if it had been severely grabbed. When the people on the street talked about this, every word in their words was like A knife cut his heart.

He couldn't imagine how Han Yujue would feel when he was injured by the man who looked like his reflection in the mirror.

Is it anger, disappointment, or resentment? ...

Even if Murong Che lost his subordinates and status, he still has means.He quickly found out that Han Yujue and others were hiding in Zhao Sanxi's house and sneaked in late at night, anxious to see Han Yujue.

But when he came to Han Yujue's bedside and looked at the little guy who was seriously injured and sleeping peacefully, he flinched again.

How will he face her when she wakes up?
Will she trust him again?

Even though there are thousands of enemy troops waiting ahead, Murong Che will only go indifferently, but in front of her, his courage and calmness seem to be completely swallowed up by obsession, and he is afraid that if she frowns or opens his lips, So he sentenced this love affair that was built with great difficulty to death.

Han Yujue held Murong Che's hand and smiled wearily, "You still have time to worry about me being implicated."

(End of this chapter)