He raised his head to look at Lin Mo, his mouth was full of blood, and he was still laughing, laughing arrogantly and terrifyingly, "Hahahaha...... Although I didn't kill you, I also made you feel the pain of losing an important person, it's worth it, hahahaha......"

Lin Mo kicked the assassin in the chest, kicking him out, and at the same time freeing himself from the shackles of Fengmian.

As soon as he turned over, he picked up the long sword on the ground and wanted Lin Mo to attack, Feng Yichen, who had been waiting beside him, saw this, his eyes were sharp, his wrist turned, and he picked up the soft sword and cut off the man's arm.

The man wailed, covered his severed arm, lay on the ground and convulsed, muttering, "It hurts so much to be cut off." ”

Lin Mo suddenly understood why he wanted to kill her.

For love!

However, Fanya is to blame, and if she does it all over again, she will still do it.

I didn't expect people like Fanya to be infatuated with her.

When the King of the Western Realm heard the news, he rode over on horseback, and saw that Lin Mo's upper body was stained with blood, and his face instantly appeared angry.

He jumped off the horse, attached his hands to Lin Mo's arms, and his eyes were full of concern, "Where is the little princess injured?" Let the king see it. ”

While pulling, Lin Mo's wound stinged, and Lin Mo frowned and exclaimed.

The King of the Western Realm hurriedly let go of his hand, his eyes full of worry, "Did my father pull the little princess's wound?" ”

"It's fine." Lin Mo frowned, pointed to the assassin on the ground, and said, "For those who avenge Fanya, my father is in charge." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the desperate heart and the desperate love that had been silent, shook the hand on his side, loosened it again, and sighed, "Desperate heart, go back home with me." ”

Feng Yichen saw that her face was wrong, so he stepped forward to pick her up and bowed to the king of the Western Realm, "I'll take the princess back to the house first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the king of the western realm to reply, he hugged Lin Mo and turned to leave.

He never let go of his brows since he saw that Lin Mo was injured, and his face was still cold and hard when he was holding Lin Mo at this time.

Suddenly, he felt that the West Frontier was not as safe as he thought.

The environment here is unfamiliar, and it is not as safe as Xingyao.

In the carriage, Lin Mo leaned on Feng Yichen's arms, thinking of the ruthless death, he couldn't get up or down with a sigh of relief, and it was very uncomfortable.

She originally wanted to wait for the dust to settle and find a wife for Desperate Love, so that he could live a normal life.

Unexpectedly, before he could do it, he passed away.

At this time, what is even more sad is the heartlessness.

He grew up with Heartbreak since childhood, trained together in a dark place, and finally got together as he wished, with a good master.

Ruthless is more ruthless than he guards the rules of the secret guard, he never shows his joy and anger, like a puppet without emotion.

But in the end, it was impossible to escape falling in love.

If you are a human being, you have feelings, how can you be ruthless?

The weather was hot, and there was no way to bring his body back to Linning City, so he could only be buried in the western realm.

The clear sky suddenly began to drizzle, and Feng Yichen stood in front of the ruthless grave with an umbrella for Lin Mo.

Lin Mo looked at the Doraemon sachet in his hand and hung it on the heartless tombstone.

She asked Liu Lu to do a lot before, and everyone she knew gave one away, and this one was brought with her before she died.

Since he likes it, let it stay with him.

Feng Yichen stretched out his hand to hug Lin Mo tightly, and took a deep look at the heartless tombstone, which was engraved with the tomb of Li Chenze.

He was supposed to be a son of a family, but because of his family's downfall, he ended up being a dark guard who couldn't see the light, and no one knew his name for the rest of his life.

I only knew that Feng Yichen had a secret guard code name by his side, but no one knew that Li Chenze, the eldest son of the Li family, who was once peerless.

The sky was getting dark, but the sky suddenly cleared, and a rainbow glow appeared in front of the grave of despair.

Lin Mo slowly hooked the corners of his lips, took a deep breath, turned his head to Feng Yichen and said, "Let's go." ”

The ruthless death made Lin Mo depressed for many days, and sometimes she would wake up suddenly when she fell asleep, and often looked outside in a daze during the day.

It's a pity that the princess's mansion doesn't have a big tree that she likes to stay in.

Feng Yichen was by her side every day, and still took an hour every day to read stories to her.

Jiang Han came a few times, chatted with her for a while, saw that she was not in high spirits, comforted her a little, and turned his head to go to the palace to deal with the king of the western realm.

The King of the Western Realm and those princes also came, and they tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't make Lin Mo laugh, and finally left in despair.

In fact, Lin Mo was not sad, but he felt that the person who had been with him died suddenly, and he was a little sad, inapplicable, and a little depressed.

It's like a long-time companion, who suddenly never appears by his side, and just disappears into this world.

"Alas!" She sighed deeply, lay on the stone table in the back garden, rested her chin on her arm, looked at the fallen leaves floating in front of her, and sighed: "The leaves have withered, although they will grow again in spring, but is it still the original one?" ”

Feng Yichen took the cloak in Feng Mian's hand and put it on her, and followed her gaze, "Leaves will always wither, and people will always die, the important thing is not when you die, but what you experienced when you were alive." ”

He saw Ruthless's heart for Lin Mo before he died, but he couldn't deal with a dead person.

Watching Lin Mo feel sad for other men every day, he can't care about it, his heart is a little sour, but he can't say it, he can't show it.

Lin Mo exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, stood up and moved his body, raised his hand to rub Feng Yichen's face, and said with a smile: "What the husband said is right, he ruthlessly protected me with his life, not to let me be sad here, let's go, I'm hungry." ”

Seeing that she finally showed a smile, Feng Yichen's heart finally let go, and took her hand and walked to the residence.

The assassin was said to be the son of the Great General of the Western Realms, the younger brother of Fan Li, and was later executed for assassinating the princess, as if by hanging.

didn't pay much attention to this Lin Mo, after all, the execution was enough, and no matter how he died, he would always die in the end.

Lin Mo only felt sad for him, it was not worth falling in love with a woman like Fanya.

After deciding to come out of his grief, Lin Mo returned to his previous appearance.

She decided not to go out to hang out, and spent the remaining four months in the princess's mansion with peace of mind, raising the baby with peace of mind and giving birth to a healthy baby.

Because she was recuperating from her injuries and was in a bad mood, the King of the Western Realm had not summoned her to the palace recently, but he would often come to the princess's mansion to see her.

Lin Mo could see that the King of the Western Realm really loved her, perhaps to make up for his debt to Jiang Hanyu, or because she was the only daughter, and his love for her was sincere.

The king of the western realm posthumously sealed the deceased Jiang Hanyue with a position, which is said to be a noble concubine, for this, Lin Mo doesn't care about it, it's good to have a name. When people are dead, what does it matter if they are high or low?