Fan Chuyun was much taller than Shen Fu, and was looking down at her proudly.

The two were only a few feet apart, and a sense of oppression came over them.

Shen Fu could even smell a trace of smoky fragrance coming from Fan Chuyun's body, the smell couldn't tell what it was, but it smelled so good that it made people a little dazed.

Shen Fu instinctively wanted to retreat, but kicked a small pebble with his right foot, and after rolling a few steps, the stone fell to the cliff, and Shen Fu stopped.

"Lone knows that the county lord, you are bent on saving the lives of the people around you."

Fan Chuyun looked at Shen Fu, who was a little panicked, and her narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"Lone really wants to know, what will you choose between one person and others, county lord?"

"Is the life of the person who is close at hand important, or is the crowd far away more than your heart?"

"Why does the king have to force his concubines to do such a thing!"

Shen Fu looked at King Qi with a cold face, her heart ached, she didn't know why she had such emotions, shouldn't she be hated when she was forced to be like this? Or anger, helplessness, despair, in short, it shouldn't be like this.

The bloodthirsty and brutal man in front of her, who made her so embarrassed, didn't even have a trace of hatred that made her hate.

Why is that?

"I remember the day I first met you, you asked you the same question."

Fan Chuyun looked at Shen Fu coldly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Have you forgotten what Lone said at the time?"

Fan Chuyun deliberately slowed down the speed of speech word by word.

"What do you do, and what else do you need to tell you why?"

Fan Chuyun pulled out the sword on his waist and handed it to Shen Fu.

"Kill her, or trade the lives of your palace people for her."

"The choice is yours!"

"You!"

Shen Fu knew that there was absolutely no room for maneuver in what Fan Chuyun said, although he wanted to defend a few words, he couldn't think of a word that could be saved in his messy mind.

She had no choice. Faced with such a situation, she didn't have the slightest solution!

A faint glow sprinkled on the cliff, the early morning sun was not hot or hot, warm and gentle, just put on a warm coat for the cold Shen Fu.

Shen Fu looked at the people who were gradually clear in the light and shadow, looked at the spring willow who was covered in blood and fainted to the ground, and then looked at the handsome and beautiful man in front of him, but with a cruel smile on his face, and slowly reached out and took the saber.

"Is this the punishment you gave me?"

Shen Fu gritted his teeth and held back the tears that spread in his eyes to prevent it from falling.

"Give me hope, and let me kill it with my own hands."

"What are you talking about?"

Fan Chuyun turned slightly sideways to make way for Shen Fu.

"Where's the punishment? What I originally gave you was a chance, but you didn't have the ability to make things like this. ”

Oh? I see. Everything is just because I don't have the ability......

Shen Fu took a deep breath and stopped dying. She took a step and walked to Chunliu, who was already unconscious, and without a trace of hesitation, her hand raised and fell, and the saber penetrated her heart deeply from Chunliu's back.

"I'm sorry."

Cold tears fell uncontrollably, and Haruka's blood gradually spread from under her corpse.

"I'm sorry."

Shen Fu kept muttering, talking and talking, but suddenly felt an itch in his throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The young man who had been watching from the side for a long time finally couldn't help it, he ignored Fan Chuyun's cold gaze, and rushed to Shen Fu's side with an arrow step, wanting to leave with her.

"Smack!" Shen Fu waved his hand and knocked down the young man's outstretched hand.

"Fan Chuyun, with your ability, Concubine Li's poison has already been solved!"

Shen Fu stepped over the corpse on the ground and took out the brocade handkerchief hidden in his sleeve in front of Fan Chuyun.

The wind was strong on the edge of the cliff, and she only shook it slightly, and the small yellow flowers in the brocade were gone away with the wind.

"In that case, the concubine thought, these things won't be needed, right?"

"Is this a provocation for you?"

Fan Chuyun licked the corners of her lips and became interested.