"Hmph." Zhou Rongjun touched the face of the person in his arms with his hand and snorted.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the fiery red mouth.

He didn't speak, his fingers, lips, kept shuttling back and forth on her face, and Queen Wan looked at Liu Zhenji, who couldn't wake up even so, and her heart was like an ice cave.

"Call Lu Liang." She stood up, her voice hoarse.

But even so, it didn't interrupt Zhou Rongjun's gaze wrapped around his princess's face.

Infatuation, infatuation......

Rows of words flashed through Queen Wan's mind, and at this moment, she actually felt that he would not obey everyone's arrangement, even his princess's.

If there is no one to control him, no cage to keep him, he will destroy himself, and even, if he destroys the northwest, it will also turn their Great Zhou upside down.

He has the ability now.

"I look a bit like I've lost my soul, do you want to find a monk to come and chant the scriptures?"

Queen Wan's words finally made Zhou Rongjun pause and touch her face, he looked up at Queen Wan, picked up the person after just one glance, and called out in a suppressed voice, "Someone is coming, ......"

Queen Wan didn't forget to lower her voice when she saw him at this time, and sat on the chair for a while, until the palace maid came to help her, and she got up tiredly.

What's going on? Why is this year better, and these things have happened again.

Could it be that God is punishing their family?

**

The monks came to the northwest palace and recited the scriptures and burned incense.

Yoo Jung-gil woke up again in the middle of the night, and she was stunned for a while after hearing the humming chanting sound before she came back to her senses.

As soon as she got off the ground, Shui Yue, who was guarding, hurriedly ran over, "Niangniang......"

"What's going on?"

"The prince called the senior monks of Zhaoning Temple to recite the scriptures for you and fix your soul."

Yoo Jung-gil was silent.

"Where's the prince?"

"In the martial arts training ground." Shui Yue paused for a moment before saying.

Liu Zhenji listened to her voice with a cry, she didn't speak first, and only after putting on her heavy robe and shoes did she say to Shui Yue, "Bring the prince's robe, the prince is angry?" ”

"Nope." Shui Yue smiled reluctantly and asked the little girl ring behind her to get the robe.

Liu Zhenji put on a robe, the robe was his, he was tall, a head and a half taller than her, the robe was draped over her, the length was about the same as her princess's robe, but the clothes were thicker, especially with his taste on it, which made her feel at ease.

"You let the kitchen prepare some food, and I'll go find the prince to come back."

Liu Zhenji dragged his robe to the martial arts training ground, which was in the school field at the foot of the mountain, some distance from their dormitory.

The night wind in the middle of the night was very cold, which ruffled her hair and stinged her face like frost, so Yoo Jung-gil's mind was rarely clear.

The clothes are long, but the years are short.

In the two lives, although she is not a cold-hearted person, she has always been a person who can think openly and let go.

When I wore it inexplicably, I thought about her when she was a daughter, her parents were dedicated to her, she was filial to them, and her parents were affectionate, they themselves were the only ones they had with each other, partners, without her, they would definitely be sad, but they would still live well, she didn't let herself go on for a year.

But it was his turn, and when he thought about it, after he lost her, no one would feel as sorry for him as she did, and she would not be like her when he seemed violent and was actually injured, and she even felt so much pain that her heart was broken.

She is gone, what will he become, she can't control it, the poor children are all young, without her to think about them, what will happen to them in the future?

She didn't want to die.

Not at all.

But how can anyone fight God and Lord Yama, let her wear it, let her die, Liu Zhenji doesn't know who she can talk to.

Therefore, I feel distressed, and I still have to think about them in the future.

She's dead, but they have to live.

**

The next person informed the princess that she was looking for someone, and halfway through, Zhou Rongjun saw her, and saw her going down the stairs with her head down, he didn't move again, and when she took two steps, she seemed to be aware and raised her head to look at him.

As soon as she saw him, she burst into laughter.

Her long hair was uncombed, scattered in the air and fluttering with the night breeze, her smile was bright, and her face was still innocent.

It's like the bright girl who let him put her in his heart back then......

And now this woman, who has been married to him for several years, is to bear children for him.

She's his.

He'd always thought so.

"Brother Lion King......" she shouted happily when she saw him, and her steps down the stairs were fast.

Zhou Rongjun watched her run down quickly, and couldn't figure out how she could leave him?

She is his wife, his princess, and a woman who will accompany him all his life, sleep next to him every night, and live with him for the rest of her life.

"Brother Lion." She threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly, her smile raised, and she couldn't find a trace of gloom.

Zhou Rongjun became more and more painful.

How could she find another wife for him so calmly, and he only thought that she would die, and he felt so distressed that he couldn't straighten his back.

Between them, who is more ruthless?

Zhou Rongjun looked at her smiling face expressionlessly, until she cautiously looked at his face and raised his hand to touch him, he closed his eyes, picked the person up, and walked back.

"You just chopped wood again?" She asked softly in her arms.

Look, that's how she understands you, she understands your pain, but she still has to die, when Zhou Rongjun was in his mind, a voice coldly told him the truth.

This fact forced him to go to see her.

**

When he turned the course and went to the staircase in another place, so that the subordinates would not follow, Liu Zhenji looked up and looked at his face hidden in the darkness by the light of the lantern in the subordinates' hands.

"Hold on."

He said hug, and she hugged his head.

Zhou Rongjun took the lantern from the hands of his subordinates, and then said, "Retreat, you are not allowed to go up the mountain without my orders." ”

"Yes."

The subordinates responded, Zhou Rongjun glanced at them coldly, and when he saw them retreating quickly, he withdrew his eyes.

He gathered her thick robe, pulled his cloak again, wrapped her in his arms, held her in one hand, and carried the lantern on the other hand.

Yoo Jung-gil was close to him, so tight that he could smell the sweat around his neck and the sweat between his ears and hair......

He vented in the martial arts training ground for a while, so he couldn't help but lose his temper with her, right?

In just one moment, Yoo Jung-gil's eyes became sour, and she turned her head and buried her face in his chest, crying silently.

How could she be willing to keep him? With such a bad temper like him, who can love her as much as she does? And it took her two lives to find such a man who could love unprincipledly, and she really used all her reason to end this fate well.

She didn't take him as her life, she just loved too much, and would rather he love her less and care less about her.

She even regretted that she had been too close to him and made him rely on her, so that she was worried that he would collapse if she had to go so far as to lose it.

Zhou Rongjun climbed the steps of half a mountain with the person in his arms, he knew that she was crying, but his heart was wooden, he would not hurt if she cried, he walked to the top of the mountain, through the treetops and the woods drifting with the wind, he carried her to the high cliff.

He sat down on the leeward side of her, removed the cloak that covered her head, threw the lantern in front of her, and threw a stone into it, into the cliff.

The cliff was too high, the wind was too strong, and the lantern ran out of light in the blink of an eye, and fell into a deep cliff.

All around them, there was complete darkness, only the starlight still shone on their heads, and a meager light shone brightly.

Yoo Jung-gil clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, the light was fleeting, and she didn't even look at it again, she suddenly turned her head and looked at his face.

His face in the starlight made her unable to see his expression clearly.

She wanted to call him, whether she was coquettish, begging for mercy, or screaming, than to let the panic and horror in her heart flood at this time.

"If you are ready to die one day, I will jump down from here with you in my arms, save me a long time and add a coffin for you and me," Zhou Rongjun covered her head with a cloak again, his voice was still clearly heard in the dark wind, "I have also arranged it, child, I will let Chang Yan guard Yuyu for a few more years, Feizhou owes me a lot, and there are still a few generals in the court who also owe me a few lives, and the leader of the Lion King Army I trained will also help him, and I will make it clear to Yu Yu in the future, when he reaches his age, his father will not be able to do it, and the throne will be his, Even if it is robbed, I will rob you of the throne for the little prince born for me, the little lord I don't plan to hand it over to the queen mother, she is hurting Chen'an, but she doesn't know how to hurt the child, it's better to give it to your mother, for your sake, your mother is dead, she will protect her with death, Chen'an is still a good ...... to your mother"

"Brother Lion King......

Zhou Rongjun held the back of her head and pressed her in his arms, he didn't like her to interrupt him at this time, and after pressing it warningly, he said lightly, "I don't care where you go, even if you die, you have to die with me." ”

"Brother Lion." Yoo Jung-gil wept bitterly in his arms.

After Zhou Rongjun finished speaking, his heart calmed down, and he felt much better, he lowered his head and looked at the woman who was busy poking her head out of his unreleased hand, under the starlight, her tears shimmered, he lowered his head, licked the tears on her face, and said lightly, "Salty, I thought you wouldn't cry for me." ”

"Brother Lion King...... Liu Zhenji couldn't cry, she hugged his neck and didn't want to let go, buried her tearful face in his cold neck, "I'm not dead, I don't want to die, I don't die, don't die either, please." ”

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