Late at night in Xue Jiaren's house in Dingguo Mansion, Cui Yuan crawled out from under Xue Jiaren's bed with a hungry stomach trembling, feeling stiff and cold, even if Cui Yuan wrapped his body tightly, his teeth couldn't help but chatter.

From that day in the prince's mansion, he learned that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew about the scandal between him and Xue Jiaren, and escaped in despair. Cui Yuan has been hiding under this bed for seven days and seven nights, during the day he is lying straight like a dead corpse, the cold feeling from the ground through his back and his heart also feels paralyzed.

This is not terrible, what is more terrible than the cold hunger of this body is the fear in his heart, hesitation and unwillingness.

He was afraid of being caught, of his life ending like this, of all his plans being in vain.

Under the severe blow, he felt disheartened, this time it was far more serious than the last time he was greeted by the guest, but he was still unwilling in the end, could he Cui Yuan be defeated like this, he bit his lip stubbornly, no, he couldn't just be defeated, he didn't accept his fate.

As long as he is not dead, as long as he still has a breath, he has to bite and persevere, he wants to live, he not only wants to live, he also vows to get ahead, he wants to trample all the people who despise him under his feet, he Cui Yuan lives for this.

For this belief, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Only at night, Cui Yuan would take advantage of the laziness of the servants to quietly crawl out from under the bed, exercise his stiff body, and sneak to the small kitchen to find something to eat, and half of the decoction used for Xue Jiaren to drink also fell into his mouth.

Otherwise, in such a harsh winter, he would not freeze to death, and would have starved to death.

On the first night, Cui Yuan lay straight under the bed all night, especially Xue Jiaren was naked by the prince. After being mad by the guards of the Prince's Mansion, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move under the bed, and even his breath could be held as hard as possible, after a hungry and cold day and a night, the moment he crawled out from under the bed in the middle of the night, he almost fell to the ground, and his teeth were even more cold and gurgling.

The next night, it was really cold, and he was a little bolder, so he stole a futon from the cabinet in the house and spread it on the ground, although he still felt the cold deeply, but it was much better than the cold that had been burned to his bones and heart on the first day.

He wondered what he was going to do in the future.

As long as the prince is there, he Cui Yuan will not want to have a good life. At this time, even he, who had never believed in fate, began to pray, praying that the heavens would allow the Nine Emperor Princes to win against Ji Li.

Only when the crown prince dies will he have a chance to live, and no one will know about him and Xue Jiaren.

Sure enough, the heavens will not kill him.

During the day today, he inadvertently learned from the maid who was waiting for Xue Jiaren that the new emperor had ascended the throne and that the prince had rebelled against himself.

After hearing the news, Cui Yuan almost didn't hit the bed, he really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

The prince is dead, he Cui Yuan doesn't have to die, then he still has a chance, as long as he waits for this year's spring, he can still get famous, or he can jump into the dragon gate, he has been under this bed for so many days, and finally waited for this good news.

He no longer has to lie on his stomach like a dog, he no longer has to hide, he no longer has to commit to others.

He's able to stand up straight in front of people again, and that's great, it's really good.

Because he was so happy, Cui Yuan was so excited that he almost bit off his tongue.

The day was too long for him, and he waited until late at night, and while the maid of the vigil was lazy at night to go to the ear room, he crawled out of the bed without hurry.

After standing up, Cui Yuan cautiously looked around for a moment before he exhaled and turned his stiff neck and body.

His eyes were as cold as ice, his hair was loose, his clothes were dirty, his face was full of dust, and his lips were even more chapped.

Now Cui Yuan has reached the point where people are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

He walked carefully to the edge of the bed, lowered his head and stared fiercely at Xue Jiaren on the bed, if he wasn't afraid that he would be discovered hiding here, he really wanted to strangle this woman who had not done enough and had more than enough to lose.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't get hold of Ji Li for so long, if it weren't for her negligence and let Ji Li hate find out about them, if she wasn't so useless, he wouldn't have to fall into such a situation now.

All this is because of her, the Xue family's beauty, Cui Yuan stared at Xue Jiaren's gaze like a poisonous snake spitting snake letters, eager to bite her to death.

The prince didn't call someone to kill her, and he really cheapened her.

If she died, would he still have to lie under this cold bed, endure so many days of fear and hunger?

Cui Yuan raised his eyebrows.

It's all her fault, it's the fault of this Xue beauty.

Kill her, Cui Yuan has a voice shouting in his heart.

Kill her, let out a bad breath.

Shouldn't there be one person to bear all his endurance, all his suffering?

Cui Yuan's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he lowered his head and stretched out his hands to pinch her neck.

Suddenly, Xue Jiaren opened his eyeless eyes and stared straight at him.

Cui Yuan was startled by her sudden movements, and the movements in his hands also paused.

Looking at her eyes without a scorched torch, Cui Yuan laughed again in his heart, he was frightened by what happened in the past few days, can a madman still deal with him?

Of course, it is impossible for a madman to deal with him, but what if the madman regains consciousness?

What if the madman remembered the inhuman torture she had suffered?

What if this madman thinks of the merciless betrayal he has suffered?

What will she do?

There is, of course, only one answer, kill him.

So this madman in Cui Yuan's eyes reached under the pillow, where there was a hidden knife, which was a treasure knife that his father bought at a high price from a foreign race on her tenth birthday, sharpened like clay, and was used to defend herself.

It's just right to kill him, she knows that she is about to die, she has a deep affection for him, if he doesn't accompany her to hell, how can she die willingly?

Xue Jiaren's palms holding the knife were wet.

Her eyes were still looking at Cui Yuan without focus, watching him smile and stretch out his hand again, this man she dug her heart out, how ruthless he was, she was crazy, and he didn't plan to let her go.

Let's die, let's die, she has nothing, let's end up together, Xue Jiaren laughed wildly in his heart, and the moment Cui Yuan's hand grabbed Xue Jiaren's neck, Xue Jiaren stabbed the knife into his heart with all his strength.

Cui Yuan's hand was still tightly pinching Xue Jiaren's neck, he looked at the crazy and mocking smile in her eyes, Cui Yuan lowered his head and looked at the bayonet on his chest in disbelief, blood kept gushing out of the mouth, he never dreamed that he would die in Xue Jiaren's hands.

He can't die, he won't die, he hasn't achieved fame yet, how can he die, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprayed on Xue Jiaren's face, and splashed her face with blood.

At the moment when Cui Yuan collapsed on the bed, he saw the weird and bewitching smile on Xue Jiaren's blood-stained and lifeless face.

The body is getting colder and colder, his consciousness is scattered, he sees himself dressed in a bright red outfit, sitting on a red horse Jin Shi and Di, and sees that the court is appointed by Emperor Detai as the champion Lang, full of ambition and infinite scenery.

He saw the dungeon of the Dingguo Mansion, Xue Jiaren died tragically in the hands of Xue Qingyi, and the unbelievable eyes when he looked at him, watching the Dingguo Mansion turn to ashes in his hands in a few breaths.

Then his career went straight up, and everyone flattered him, which was the life he should live.

Then he saw that Xiao Erlangjun Xiao Rui, who had a temperament like a heavenly man and was unattainable, was calling for wind and rain above the court, and he could only wag his tail and beg for mercy under his hands.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a cold female voice in his ears, and sighed, "It's a pity that Cui Yuan actually died like this." ”

"So all you wanted was for him to die a miserable death? Why didn't you say it earlier, I could have a thousand ways to torture him so that his life would be worse than death. ”

This voice is Cui Yuan's.

"I just want him to die in my hands, but now that he is dead in the hands of Xue Jiaren, he can be regarded as a well-deserved death." Xue Qingyi sighed and looked at Xue Jiadao, "But Xue Jiaren is dead, and my Azu will be sad after all." ”

This person is Xue Qingyi, why does she want him to die, and Xiao Rui, could it be that the two of them have jointly designed him to this point?

But Cui Yuan never had a chance to get an answer again.

On the third day of the third month of March, Xiao Yu and the blood wolf worshipped heaven and earth, Xuanyuan Stone also married Ye Linglong, and the Ye family's tradition of recruiting sons-in-law also ended in the hands of Xuanyuan Stone, Xue Qingyi won Ling'er's trust without effort, Xue Qingyi asked Ling'er why she trusted her so much, after all, she is now Xue Qingyi, not the Xiao Yu who once accompanied her, Ling'er playfully nodded her heart and said, "Because it knows my sister." ”

made Xue Qingyi's heart sour and sweet, and hugged Ling'er in his arms.

Xiao Yu, Lu's blood wolf and others still lived in Zhuangzi, Xiao Yan still did not get rid of his bad habits, under the squandering of the stolen silver, he was full of courage and started a robbery business, and finally was imprisoned in the government, Lu took care of the old feelings, and gave the jailer two silver taels, so that he would not suffer too much in prison.

And Xiao Rongrong's own brother Xiao Li, who has been away for many years, came back, but Xiao Li is a reasonable person, seeing that Xiao Rongrong did not resent anyone except self-blame, he took Xiao Rongrong and left the Ningguo Mansion, I heard that he went to Xiao Rongrong's maternal grandfather's house.

On a sunny day, an old man with a bright spirit, an innocent and lovely little girl, and a pair of beautiful men and women sat in the small tea house outside the city. ”

"Well, stay for a while, and when Ling'er gets bored, let's change places, and my sister will take Ling'er all over this great river and mountain, okay?" A female voice replied softly.

"Yes, yes, the little girl's cheerful laughter came from the wind.

"What about our family? Qing'er, when do you want me to wait? A pleasant male voice came.

"Relatives? Wait, wait until we finish swimming in the landscape... ”

The helpless sighs of men and the cheerful laughter of women were heard in the wind.

The end of the play. (To be continued.) )