Chapter 212

"I seem to remember your name. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lu Pingfeng said half-truthfully, "You are an official in the court?"

Most of the people she knew were officials or family members of officials, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't know the family surnamed Liu.

Lu Pingfeng thought that the question he asked was very ordinary, but Liu Jingchen suddenly grabbed her neck.

The sudden pain and suffocation made her let out a low cry, and her heart raced to think about how to appease this suddenly and inexplicably angry person.

"Husband!" Lu Pingfeng felt that in order to survive, he didn't even want to do discipline. She has wanted to be a general on the battlefield since she was a child, and she has seen many people who died on the battlefield at the border pass, she is not afraid of death, but what is it like to die in bed inexplicably!

Liu Jingchen's face was slightly pale, and the hand on her neck slowly let go, "Ah Ran, I ......"

"Cough!" Lu Pingfeng choked and coughed, and then pretended to be distressed and said, "I don't remember anything, you want to strangle me if you ask a question, you don't want to have a good time with me!"

"Ah Ran, I was wrong. Liu Jingchen hurriedly hugged her, "I'm just a doctor, not an official." ”

This neuropathy that flips his face faster than a book!

Lu Pingfeng didn't dare to take his apology lightly, maybe an ordinary sentence would make him angry for a while, she pursed her lips and stopped making a sound, only secretly thinking that where she had heard this name, maybe she could help herself get out if she remembered it?

Liu Jingchen hugged her quietly for a moment, then got up and picked up the mask in her hand, and smiled, "Do you remember this mask? I went out to travel at the age of twelve, and returned to Chang'an at the age of eighteen to marry you, and the person I was most worried about in six years was you. ”

His slender fingers rubbed the mask, and he smiled and put the mask on Lu Pingfeng's face, "Before we got married, we met privately on the Shangyuan Festival, and you wrote to me that you were wearing a begonia red dress and a mask, and you were standing under the willow tree where we fished together when we were children." ”

The lights were dim, and when he saw the figure, the girl also spotted him.

After six years of goodbye, he was already a tall man, and she had grown into a fair lady, strange and familiar with each other.

Liu Jingchen recalled over and over again in his dream the moment when he took off her mask, the girl's clear eyes were filled with tears, and there was a smile in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, he could understand her thoughts, joy and unconcealed affection.

However, all their beauty is only condensed in that moment after all.

No! more than that moment.

Liu Jingchen withdrew from his memories, looked at the familiar mask in the faint candlelight, and a familiar red dress, and took her mask with a smile.

When he saw the face under the mask revealed, he smiled, his face was very similar to what he remembered, but there was no affection in her dark eyes, only doubts and vigilance, and a trace of killing intent that was not easy to detect.

Some images that he didn't want to think of took over his mind like a tidal wave, and she cried hoarsely, the short knife in her hand sinking into his body, cold and painful......

"Why don't you forget everything!" Liu Jingchen's eyes were bloodshot, and he pressed Lu Pingfeng's shoulder and asked, "Your family is ruined, what is wrong with me killing them!

Lu Pingfeng's shoulder bone was almost crushed, and when the severe pain hit, she felt that she had some strength in her body.

Just as she was preparing to deal a fatal blow to the madman, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Liu let go in shock, and his emotions faded quickly.

"Ate it. ”

Lu Pingfeng was engrossed in breaking free from the control of the medicine, and was pinched by someone unexpectedly.

"Eat it, and we'll be together forever. Liu Jingchen's expression became more and more gentle, completely devoid of the hideous madness of the party.

Lu Pingfeng shuddered, his jaw loosened, his mouth was forced to open, and the pill was stuffed into her mouth.

At this moment, a black shadow jumped down from the beam of the house, and the cold light in his hand struck Liu Jingchen.

The tip of the sword was only within reach, and Liu Jingchen was forced to let go of Lu Pingfeng, leaned back and pulled out the short knife placed on the bed.

Lu Pingfeng didn't care about anything else, he just desperately spit out the pill in his mouth. Fortunately, the pill was not swallowed, although it had already tasted the bitter taste of the medicine, but it did not melt much, so it would not be fatal.

Lu Pingfeng hated it very much, turned his head to look over, but saw that it was Wei Qian and Liu Jingchen who were entangled in one place, and soon a few more figures jumped down from the beam, and Liu Jingchen was instantly forced to be embarrassed.

At this time on the line of life and death, Liu Jingchen risked his life and rushed to the bed desperately.

Several eagle guards reacted very quickly, for fear that he would jump over the wall and pull the landing to the wind, and immediately infused internal force into the sword body, and the three long swords came out of their hands and instantly forced him to his vest.

Liu Jingchen felt the overwhelming killing intent behind him, and when he leaned over to dodge, he happened to rush to the couch, he quickly stuffed the short knife into Lu Pingfeng's hand, held her hand and stabbed it into his chest.

Everyone was stunned by this change, and the room could hear a pin dropping.

Everyone else present was standing behind Liu Jingchen, and only Lu Pingfeng saw the pain and relief in his eyes.

"My Aran doesn't want me anymore. He whispered, "She said she wouldn't want to meet me in the next life." ”

But what can I do? I have a blood feud with your family, and I can't let go of my hatred, and I can't let go of you.

Every day after marriage, for Liu Jingchen, it was a blunt knife cutting flesh and blood little by little, her gaze frightened him, and even when he died, he stared at him with wide eyes, and the hatred and killing intent in his eyes were as thick as the night that could not be opened.

He still remembers that day, she hugged him and cried for a long time, and finally invited him to stay for the night after three months of marriage.

But he was greeted by a cold blade.

The short knife pierced him in the heart, but Shao Ran's strength was too small to be fatal at all, but her actions were fatal to him, and this knife actually hurt him solidly and broke his heart.

He couldn't remember how he felt, he only remembered that he pulled out his dagger and killed her with his backhand in that stubborn and cold gaze, and she didn't struggle at all.

With tears streaming down his face, he tore off the mask hanging at the head of the bed and put it on her face, and he sat at the head of the bed and looked at her, the smile on the mask made him happy.

He unbuttoned her clothes, and she smiled as if she were secretly expecting it, and he caressed her bleeding body, and she smiled as if she were shy and timid, and he sank into hers, tight and warm, and she still had a smile on her face, as if she had been with him when he had finally reached the top.

His Ah Ran always lay obediently on the bed, willing to give it all to him, with a happy smile in his arms.

He always felt that as long as he took off the mask, he could see the eyes full of affection on the night of the Shangyuan Festival, which was heartwarming, and he wanted to be lost in her gaze forever.

There was silence in the room.

The Shangyuan Festival mask slid down the edge of the bed and fell to his hand, and he moved his fingers, looking at the fingers that were only an inch away from his fingers, leaning against the edge of the couch, losing his breath.

"Go and call a doctor!" Wei Qian's indifferent voice broke the silence.

An eagle guard took the order. Wei Qian walked to the side of the couch and probed the pulse of Liu Jingchen's neck, confirmed that he was dead, and then raised his head and asked Lu Pingfeng, "Is there any discomfort?"

Lu Pingfeng looked at Liu Jingchen in a daze for a moment before saying, "I have some abdominal pain." ”

It was the first time she had killed someone, and although it didn't sit as she thought, she could feel the blade piercing into her body in her hand, and she felt the rapid passage of life from the hand he held her.

Lu Pingfeng used all his strength to break free of Liu Jingchen's hand, and fell on the edge of the couch and vomited.

Wei Qian breathed a sigh of relief slightly, raised his hand and patted her shoulder. She hadn't eaten that day, and she almost vomited bile.

The saint stipulated three days to solve the case, but in fact, the murderer was already ambushed the next night.

Wei Qian didn't feel sleepy at all, and ordered someone to find out Liu Jingchen's identity overnight.

By the time he had sorted out the entire case and written the dossier, it was already dark, Wei Qian thought about it for a while, and he should wait for the morning to enter the palace and report the progress of the case to the saint.

Because Lu Pingfeng was taken captive, if it was spread out, it would be harmful to his reputation, so the saint ordered to block the news, only to solve the murder case, the murderer had been ambushed, and Liu Jingchen's body was placed on the execution ground for a day. (To be continued.) )