Chapter 223: Because She Doesn't Love You

The fire of Jueyuan Temple rushed out.

Between the cypress roads, the drizzle is like an embroidery needle, falling on the mountains and fields, making a soft sound.

The lights of the tent stretched as far as the eye could see.

The old Metropolitan Governor, holding the princess of another country who was about to die, his fingertips trembled, and his bloodshot eyes were full of pity and unbearability.

"Princess, princess......"

He called softly, gently and affectionately.

"Open your eyes and take a look, the slut who caused your illness to worsen has been burned alive by me in Jueyuan Temple.

"When you open your eyes, the people who bullied you in the past have been tortured by me, hidden in terracotta figurines, and cannot be turned over from generation to generation.

"Open your eyes and see, this people are peaceful and war-free rivers and mountains, this is the rivers and mountains I dedicate to the princess......"

Schrödingwei's calloused hands trembled and stroked Wei Ji's cheeks.

The beauty in her arms was so thin, and her eyebrows were full of pain.

"Princess, since you came to me ten years ago, there has been no smile on your face...... I've never treated you lightly, so why won't you smile at me? ”

He spoke softly, obviously complaining, but his tone was full of doting.

"I guess it's because she doesn't love you, right?"

A clear and immature voice came from the darkness at the end of the pawdo.

Schrödinger followed the prestige.

In the dark rain, Nan Baoyi lit a lantern.

The cage light is gentle.

Beside her, Xiao Yi stood with an umbrella.

Most of the paper umbrellas tilted towards her, and the rain fell on half of Xiao Yi's shoulders.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl, his posture was extremely protective, and his Danfeng eyes were even more tender like water.

Under his protection, Nan Baoyi came with a lantern, "I didn't die in the fire of Jueyuan Temple, is the Metropolitan Governor disappointed?" ”

Schrödingwick was silent.

With Xiao Yi here, it is not a simple matter to kill Nan Baoyi.

From the incident of the Du'anyan mausoleum, he should have known.

His voice was low and full of hatred: "How did you escape?" ”

"It was the old woman who led them out! Jueyuan Temple used to be the temple of Weiguo Zong, Xue Dadu Governor probably doesn't know, under the Buddha Hall, there is a secret road leading to the county seat of Jiange, right? ”

And there were lanterns that lit up in the darkness.

The old woman who was cleaning the temple appeared in the rain with tears streaming down her face.

She said loudly: "Xue Dadudu, do you remember the old woman?!" ”

Schrödingway squinted.

After a while, he smiled and said, "The queen mother of the country, don't come unharmed." ”

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

This ragged and unkempt old woman is actually the queen mother of the country?

"The country is broken, and the royal men have been slaughtered by you! The old woman and other royal clan wives are imprisoned by you in Jiange County, and they are not allowed to take half a step out of the county seat! In the past ten years, you have been arranging for those women to conceive and give birth to children, and after they gave birth, you brutally killed them and sealed them in terracotta figurines, so that their souls could never be reincarnated! Schrödinger, you are so ruthless, you are so ruthless! ”

The old woman couldn't help but tear her heart and lungs, and wept.

Schrödinger chuckled.

He lit the pipe and said lightly: "Wei Ji was young in the past, how did you group bully her, don't you need me to come one by one?" These ten years of suffering are just atoning for your past sins. ”

Rainy nights are long.

Schrödingwei let out a long puff of smoke rings, looked up at the dark sky, and told the past one by one.

He met Wei Ji twenty years ago.

Wei Ji was ten years old that year, and he was twenty years old.

Jianmen Pass is the border between Wei Guo and South Vietnam.

He was a pawn in the army, and once he was late for a drill and was fined twenty lashes by the captain.

He was cleaning his wounds alone in the deep mountain stream, and happened to meet Wei Ji who had sneaked out.

They met by the brook.

Wei Ji bandaged his wounds, and he told her interesting stories about the barracks.

They gradually got acquainted with each other, and each time they would take a little time to meet in the mountain stream, she taught him to read and write, and he played with knives, guns and clubs to show her.

Later, when Wei Ji came, she was covered in injuries.

At that time, he knew that she was the youngest princess of Weiguo, because she was born to a palace maid, so she was bullied in the palace and lived a life without food and clothing.

Those scars were all beaten by the royal women's palace maids.

He was distressed.

When he was drugged for her, he looked at the scars that spread on her fine white skin, and thought that if he could become a general and a governor in the future, he would lead his troops to defend the country and avenge this girl.

Later, it took him five years to make great achievements and climb to the top step by step.

At that time, Wei Ji was already fifteen years old.

She was born with a beautiful appearance, and all the men under her knew her beautiful name.

In order to win over the ministers, the Weiguo royal family promised her to the general who had guarded the Sword Gate Pass for generations, Wei Nan.

On the night of their wedding, Schrödingway was drunk in the tent.

How can a girl he has loved for five years marry someone else?

He felt that Wei Ji must not love Wei Nan.

So he spent five years provoking the war between South Vietnam and the patriotic country, and ruined the border between the two countries, and corpses were everywhere.

He swore that he would rescue Wei Ji.

He found Jiang Mu, the divine doctor of Shu County at that time, and asked him to develop a poison similar to the plague, so that the patriotic army would completely lose its combat effectiveness.

Jiang Mu refused.

But he told him that if the war didn't stop, more innocent people would die on both sides.

Worried about countless lives, Jiang Mu agreed.

He created an incurable fish plague.

The plague quickly spread among the patriotic army, and the horror was far beyond Jiang Mu and his imagination, and in the end, even the patriotic nobles were infected by many people.

Defending the country has become a purgatory on earth.

When he found Wei Ji, she was also infected with fish plague.

He took her back to Jianmen Pass and begged Jiang Mu to save her life.

However, after exhausting his life's medical skills, Jiang Mu only barely controlled Wei Ji's condition, making her sleep for a whole decade, but he couldn't really cure her and let her wake up again.

He hated it.

He imprisoned all the royal women who had bullied Wei Ji in Jueyuan Temple.

After their deaths, he made them into terracotta figurines according to the curse of Wei Guo, so that their souls would atone for Wei Ji for the rest of their lives.

But in spite of this, in spite of it......

His Wei Ji still hasn't woken up.

Ten years on, her body is getting weaker and weaker.

He was convinced that if he didn't wake her up, she would die.

He ran out of time!

He did not hesitate to threaten Jiang Mu with the matter of the Weiguo fish sores poison back then, forced him to test the medicine with a living person, and forced him to wake up Wei Ji immediately!

But......

Still useless.

His princess, not only did she not wake up, but her condition became even more serious......

Schrödingway stared at the beauty in his arms.

He reached out and wiped the rain from her cheeks.

"Princess, princess......"

He called over and over again, completely ignoring the others as if they were nothing.

Nan Baoyi watched from afar.

On the white and tender face, there is a touch of complexity.

I sympathized with Schröding, but I also felt that he was very hateful.

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