The female supporting role turns over: the prince regent's favorite

Chapter 684 Are you not even half moved by Gu

the next morning.

Lin Qingqian, who was lying on the bed, trembled her eyelashes and opened her eyes. The memory of before coma flooded into her mind instantly, and she sat up abruptly.

"Brother Chang Geng!"

She startled Murong Jing who was sitting by the side, Murong Jing frowned slightly, and walked over, "Qian'er, you're awake..."

Lin Qingqian glared at him full of hatred, "Murong Jing! You are shameless! What Lin Qian! What is the princess of Xichu...it's all your fabricated lies! And Wang Hongchen...it's Wang Hongchen who made me lose my memory, yes !"

Murong Jing's eyes were complicated, "...you've already remembered."

"Yes! That's right! I remembered everything! Murong Jing, if something happens to Brother Chang Geng, I will never let you go!"

As he spoke, Lin Qingqian threw off the quilt and went out, but was caught by Murong Jing, "When it gets dark, I will be able to leave the capital city, and I will take you back to Xichu. Gu Changgeng...you better forget about it!"

Lin Qingqian struggled hard, "Murong Jing! Let me go!"

"Qingqian, stop making trouble, and go back to Xichu alone!"

"Murong Jing! Get the hell out of here. What do you mean by going back to Xichu with you? I have never been from Xichu! And I have nothing to do with you! I don't like you, a vicious person like you. What I like is Chang Geng. Brother! Murong Jing! Let me go..."

Looking at Lin Qingqian who was full of tears, Murong Jing felt a pain in his heart. He held Lin Qingqian's hands firmly, his eyes were cold, and he asked word by word: "I keep talking about Gu Changgeng! In the past three months, Xichu, have you not been in love with Gu! These three months..."

His eyes drooped and his voice became hoarse, "Isn't there a little bit of emotion?"

Lin Qingqian said angrily: "No! Murong Jing, what you have done... will only make me sick! These three months... I can't help but feel nauseous even thinking about it!"

"you!"

Murong Jing's eyes were dark, and his big hand with sharp bones suddenly grabbed Lin Qingqian's neck, tightening it little by little.

Lin Qingqian's face turned red, and she barely managed to utter a word. "Murong Jing...you...you...make me disgusted to the extreme...Even looking at you makes me sick..."

Murong Jing's hand tightened more and more, seeing that Lin Qingqian was about to faint, but he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Lin Qingqian's body went limp, and she fell to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing violently.

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

Murong Jing knelt down, pinched Lin Qingqian's chin with his slender fingers, and said coldly: "Qingqian, you'd better be good, otherwise, if I can plant Gu for you once, I can plant Gu twice!"

Lin Qingqian smiled mockingly, "So what?! Even if I lose my memory, even if you fabricate lies, we have been together day and night for three months, I still don't like you, but in just half a month, I Still in love with Brother Chang Geng!"

Her eyes were determined, and the words she uttered were resolute and unfeeling, "I, Lin Qingqian, will never like Murong Jing in my life!"

The light in Murong's eyes dimmed, and the expression on his handsome face was cold. After a while, he spat out words from his thin lips, every single word, like a sharp knife piercing into Lin Qingqian's heart.

"But your elder brother Chang Geng is dead, do you know that?"

Lin Qingqian froze, her pupils constricted, and the expression on her face was flustered. She yelled loudly at Murong Jing: "Murong Jing! You are talking nonsense! I don't believe it, Brother Chang Geng... He won't !You lied to me!"

"Why did Gu lie to you? Didn't you see the sword he passed through his chest last night?"

"No, brother Chang Geng won't, you must have lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me..." Lin Qingqian burst into tears, trembling all over, repeating the phrase "you lied to me" talk.

"Qingqian, forget about Gu Changgeng, go back to Xichu with Gu, Gu promises that he will treat you well in the future, okay?"

Lin Qingqian raised her eyes abruptly, her tear-filled eyes were filled with strong hatred.

"Murong Jing! Don't try to lie to me! I won't believe you. I'm going back to the General's Mansion right now. Get out of the way!"

Lin Qingqian rushed out desperately, Murong Jing held her tightly, she bit the wound on his arm fiercely, and soon tasted the smell of blood.

Murong Jing gasped in pain because of this.

Lin Qingqian took the opportunity to push him away, and wanted to run to the door, Murong Jing covered his wound and followed closely, "Qingqian!"

Lin Qingqian caught a glimpse of the saber on the table, she rushed over to pick it up, almost instinctively pulled out the sword, turned around, and stabbed it fiercely.

The sword pierced Murong Jing's chest.

The surging blood instantly stained the clothes on his chest red.

Murong Jing's face was pale, and he looked down at the long sword piercing his chest.

The pain spread from the chest to the whole body.

This time...it hurts more than before.

Lin Qingqian was also taken aback for a moment. At this moment, the wooden door was knocked open. Seeing this, Tuoba Yun shouted anxiously: "Bold! How dare you assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Tuoba Yun raised his hand, just as he was about to slap Lin Qingqian, Murong Jing shouted coldly: "Stop! No one is allowed to hurt her!"

Tuoba Yun withdrew his hand, hating iron for being weak and said: "His Royal Highness..."

Murong Jing withdrew his gaze and met Shang Lin Qingqian's eyes full of hatred. He grabbed the blade of the sword with his bare hands and took another step forward. The sword pierced his body a little deeper.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his mouth pulled an upward arc. His face was pale and sickly, but inexplicably added a bit of handsomeness and coquettishness.

Long Yi, Long Er and the others shouted in horror: "His Royal Highness!"

Murong Jing said: "If you want what Gu wants, you will never let go! Even if you don't like Gu all your life, and you will miss Gu Changgeng in your heart all your life, it doesn't matter... Gu will imprison you by your side! You can't go anywhere!"

"You..." Lin Qingqian gritted his teeth, pushed Murong Jing hard, and pulled out the long sword from his chest.

Murong Jing staggered and fell backwards, and was quickly caught by Long Eryan's swift hand.

When Murong Jing looked up, he realized that Lin Qingqian had put the blood-stained sword on his neck, and his face turned paler, "Qingqian! What are you going to do!"

Seeing this, the others stepped forward and grabbed Lin Qingqian. She brought the sharp blade closer to her skin and shouted loudly, "Stop all of you! Don't come over!"

Murong Jing gritted his teeth, "No one is allowed to pass!"

"Back back! Back up for me!"

Murong Jing gave Long Yi and the others a cold look, "Back!"

They had no choice but to listen to Murong Jing's words and retreat one after another.

Murong Jing continued: "Qing Qian, put down the sword!"

Not only did Lin Qingqian not let go, but the blade of the sword sank into her own skin, and a clear bloodstain was visible on her fair neck. She said, "Murong Jing! Let me go! Otherwise, you can take my corpse back to Xichu!"

Murong Jing clutched the wound on his chest, "Are you threatening Gu with yourself?"

"It's not a threat! I'm just telling you, Murong Jing! I will do what I say! Either let me go today! Or take my dead body back to Xichu!"

Murong Jing's pale and handsome face showed a hurt look, he stared at Lin Qingqian for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out of the way, let her go..."

Tuoba Yun said anxiously: "His Royal Highness, don't let her go! Otherwise, our position will be exposed, and Beiming soldiers will rush over to encircle us immediately!"

Murong Jing's weak voice could not be refused: "Let her go! Do you hear... let her go!"

Long Yi and the others moved out of the way, Lin Qingqian held the sword on his neck, did not let go, and watched them step by step back towards the wooden door vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)