The day before the hunt, in the palace of King Wei, Jiang Wumian was lazily fishing in the garden.

A few days ago, he had asked his subordinates to replace all the fish in the pond with males, and there was not a single female.

is naïve, so that the subordinates can't cry or laugh, but no one dares to refute.

"Master, Miss Yun is already waiting for you in the study."

Jiang Wumian put down the fishing rod and ordered: "Take care of my fish." With that, he went to the study.

"The courtiers see the prince." Yun Ruoyi saluted him slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Do you have something to do with this king?" Jiang Wumian glanced at her, and then withdrew his gaze lightly.

If it is said that among the famous ladies, there is only one Yun Ruoyi who can give him a high look.

She's smart!

He is also calm and self-controlled, and he sees things very thoroughly.

"I want to make a bet with the prince."

"Oh? Why did this king bet with you? Jiang Wumian's expression was still faint, and Yun Ruoyi stared at his face, but he didn't see any different colors.

"Bet your life!"

Jiang Wumian squinted at her, with an indescribable coldness in his eyes.

Yun Ruoyi looked at him without the slightest fear: "I bet, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will kill you!" ”

"So sure?" Jiang Wumian stood by the window, his eyes fell on the branches outside the house, a little new green, looking at it made people feel comfortable, but the house separated by a wall was as cold as ice and snow.

"Yes, Lord Wang, let's take a gamble, if you are alive, then in the end, please save his life!"

Yun Ruoyi understood too well that once Jiang Wumian died, Jiang Xuecheng would have no use value, and the queen would naturally not let him go, but if Jiang Wumian was not dead, then Jiang Xuecheng would at least have a way to live.

"Oh, why do you think this king will agree?"

"Lord Wang, we all know your relationship with him." Yun Ruoyi smiled bitterly, "He shouldn't be confined to this, and I shouldn't be his weakness, I have no other choice, lord, courtiers, please beg you, just for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Okay."

After Yun Ruoyi left, Jiang Wumian picked up the stones that fell in front of the windowsill, and with a wave of his hand, the stones penetrated a few green leaves and a few new shoots.

"Are you gambling on the king's life or your life?"

A self-question, drifting in the air, no one knows the answer.

……

Some people, from the first meeting, are already doomed.

When I first met, she was the daughter of the power-leaning Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, and he was the eldest prince who could be bullied by everyone.

The day he met her, the sun was full of sunshine, and it happened to be spring, he did something wrong and was punished to kneel in front of the temple, covered in injuries and embarrassed.

Dressed in a delicate undergarment, she burst into his eyes and stretched out her hand to him like sunshine.

From then on, she would be by his side whenever he was injured.

Spring and summer went back and forth, and the relationship between the two became more and more intimate.

He is her, the person she liked at the beginning, the heart at the beginning, and will accompany her for the rest of her life, and this feeling will melt into the blood and go deep into the bone marrow.

And the day of parting, it just so happened to be spring, but the injured person was changed.

Yun Ruoyi was smiling, and the lips were suddenly crimson, blooming the last splendor of her life.

She opened her eyes with some difficulty, trying to see the person in front of her clearly, but her vision was hazy, just a figure, and she felt some cool things on her cheeks fall, splashing one by one......

Is he crying?

"Ah Cheng...... I'd love to see what you look like...... I'd love to see ......."

Sometimes, when people wear too many masks, they forget their original appearance, and Jiang Xuecheng is such a person.

She finally died in his arms, and finally didn't pay off the smile she had back then.

Jiang Xuecheng hugged the person in his arms tightly, full of struggle and remorse.

How so......

How so......

The self-blame, guilt, and grief of losing a loved one in his heart, all the emotions came together, and he sat there decadently, and in an instant, the world was dark.

"You ask me why—"

"Because I like you."

"I liked it at first sight."

"I can't like it."

In his heart, he has even lived with her for a lifetime, he has planned a lot, but in all the pictures, there is her shadow.

But now, before those things could be realized, she left first.

"Why, are you so stupid!"

He hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, as if that would wake the man up.

How it begins, how it ends.

A group of people suddenly rushed in outside, and the first thing that caught their eyes was Yun Father Mica.

When the two saw Yun Ruoyi fall into Jiang Xuecheng's arms, they were horrified!

"No one is allowed to touch her!"

Jiang Xuecheng's eyes were red, he raised his eyes, and glared at the group of people in front of him, with a fierce expression, as if as long as they moved, he could go up and tear them apart.

Despair, grief, anguish –

In the astonished gaze of everyone, his black hair turned snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For a while, his whole person seemed to have a lot of vicissitudes.

In those eyes, there was no longer the brilliance of the past.

What kind of despair will be a little white in the blink of an eye.

When Yunsu came in, he saw such a scene.

The shadow lying in Jiang Xuecheng's arms deeply stabbed his eyes.

This is his sister, the sister he has spoiled since childhood.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, walked through the crowd, looked at his parents, and said in a low voice: "Father, mother, you go out first, I will talk to him." ”

Only the slightly trembling hand hanging down his side revealed his mood at this time.

Father Mica took a deep breath and turned to leave.

Everyone also scattered in an inexplicable manner.

Because they don't know what's going on.

Gradually, only three words remained in the tent.

Yun Su took a deep breath, turned around and strode towards Jiang Xue City.

grabbed him by the throat and pressed him directly to the bed.

"You can't protect her, so don't provoke her!" Angry sound.

With a bang, Jiang Xuecheng's face was deflected.

Yun Su stared at Jiang Xuecheng deadly, his eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to cut him with a thousand knives.

Because of anger, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his hands were tightly clenched into a fist, but that punch still didn't go down after all.

"If I hurt you, my sister will be distressed."

He bent down and picked up Yun Ruoyi, who was in Jiang Xuecheng's arms.

Jiang Xuecheng's dead face reacted at this time.

"Don't, don't take Yiyi ......"

"She's mine, she's mine."

"Don't take ...... with you"

He stretched out his hand and tugged at Yunsu's sleeve, begging.

Yun Su had a cold face, raised his foot and kicked him away, the force was very heavy, and Jiang Xuecheng's body hit the stone pillar before stopping.

"Get out!"

Yun Su didn't look back and strode away.

Jiang Xuecheng was lying on the ground, his white hair was scattered, his eyes were red, and he was damp, it seemed that he couldn't flow endlessly, and how should he flow in order to wash away the pain and helplessness of this life?

-

Jiang Wumian was placed in another tent, and he was still in a coma.

When Ye Qingwan walked in, Feng Lin was startled when he saw that she was covered with blood.

This......

"Ye, princess, are you injured? Is there something wrong? ”

Ye Qingwan waved his hand, "It's not my blood." ”

"You go get hot water ready right away."

Ye Qingwan poured out all the snake gall bladders, and the strong smell of blood spread in the tent, at this time, it was very chaotic outside, and noisy sounds kept coming in.

When she and Yun Su came to the camp, they heard that Yun Ruoyi was dead.

The most surprising thing is Yunsu.

He directly told her where Jiang Wumian was, and rushed directly into the tent.

Ye Qingwan remembered that the tent, at the beginning, should have been where Jiang Wumian lived.

So, why did Yun Ruoyi die in that tent?

But time was pressing, and she didn't have the heart to think about the answer to this question.

Feng Lin quickly brought hot water in, and at that time, Ye Qingwan had already prepared the medicine, combined with snake gall bladder, and put it in the bath bucket.

She asked Feng Lin to help and moved Jiang Wumian into the bathtub.

The hot water, steaming, the hot water turned into ice slag at a speed visible to the naked eye, floating on the water, a thin layer.

Feng Lin opened his eyes in horror, his pupils trembling slightly.

At the same time, one after another ancient formations appeared on Jiang Wumian's body.

Blood Sacrifice Formation!

Ye Qingwan took a deep breath, and with Feng Lin's help, he got Jiang Wumian out of the bathtub again.

The formation is not particularly complicated, it is just the simplest kind of blood sacrifice formation.

However, this kind of thing that harms others and is not beneficial to oneself is by no means accessible to ordinary people.

It's taboo everywhere!

Ye Qingwan looked left and right, took a rope in a corner, and tied Jiang Wumian's hands and feet.

Feng Lin asked with some concern: "Princess, what are you doing here?" ”

"It's going to hurt, you're pressing on his shoulder!" Feng Lin pursed his lips, and for a moment, he actually had a kind of mind that Ye Qingwan would harm Jiang Wumian.

Ye Qingwan took the knife and brought it to Jiang Wumian's chest.

Feng Lin watched Ye Qingxuan's movements in horror, watching her hold the knife, tracing the shape of the Blood Sacrifice Formation, and in some places, she even changed it herself.

Although he didn't understand the formation and couldn't understand it, he also understood at this moment that she was saving his master's life!

Once the formation is changed, the person who set up the corresponding formation will receive a backlash!

At that time, if you want to control Jiang Wumian, you will have to work hard at least.

Ye Qingwan straddled Jiang Wumian's body, holding the hand of the knife, very calm.

However, the people under him were not so calm.

One knife and one knife, it was like cutting flesh and bones, such a sharp pain made him suddenly open his eyes, his pupils constricted, and the whole person began to struggle.

Feng Lin pressed him hard, because he was too hard, his fingertips were white, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Princess, this ......" how painful it is!

If you faint, you can be woken up by pain.

"Jiang Wumian!"

Ye Qingwan roared at him.

"Jiang Wumian, hold back!"

You always surprise me.

How many hidden poisons are there in your body, and how many secrets are there!

In the end, how many people want your life!

Ye Qingwan held the knife, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, which made Feng Lin look surprised.

After changing the formation, not only Jiang Wumian was in unbearable pain, but even Feng Lin broke out in a cold sweat.

It's Ye Qingwan, surprisingly calm, calm and almost indifferent.

This night is destined to be not peaceful.