He looked at her, and then looked down at Jun Wuxue on the ground.

Look at her again, and look down at the blood on her hands again.

He threw away his sword and hurriedly wiped his hand on his body.

But on the placket of the black night coat, a large area was darkened because of blood, and the more he rubbed his hands, the more bright red they became, and he couldn't rub them clean.

He wiped it twice and saw that he couldn't wipe it off, so he simply gave up, stood up, and stumbled towards Bai Zhen.

"Your Majesty, it's not what you see......

It's not me, it's not me who killed ......"

He wanted to reach out and grab her snow-white cuffs, as usual, slightly coquettishly, and explain well.

But a sword lay in the middle of the two of them, reaching his heart.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The sound of the rain was clear in the silent night.

A thunderbolt exploded in the air.

Lightning makes the night seem like day in a flash.

The blade of the sword glowed with a silvery white cold light.

It was obviously separated by a thick layer of clothing, but he felt that the coldness in Bai Zhen's eyes seemed to pass through this sword blade, and it entered his heart one after another.

The sword, as if it had been poked in the heart, was bloody and painful.

Ye Yinchen's handsome face was still stained with blood, and he bent a flattering smile, and despite the blade of the sword against his chest, he still stubbornly reached out to pull her sleeve.

The blade sank into the body an inch, and blood oozed from the wound.

The young man didn't feel any pain on his face, just blinked a pair of beautiful black eyes, and the moisture of the rain seemed to seep in, and the whole eye looked wet, which made people feel pity.

"Your Majesty, why are you here, shall we go back to the palace?"

He spoke softly and shook her sleeve slightly.

"How long are you going to lie to me?"

Bai Zhen pulled the sleeve of his coat out of his palm little by little.

His fingers clenched as if they were clutching the last straw, and his beautiful bony knuckles turned white from the exertion.

But he still couldn't hold on to the sleeve of his shirt.

He looked at his empty palm, lowered his eyes, stared at his toes, and said in a small voice, "Your Majesty, I didn't ...... Don't be angry, listen to me......

It was really, really an accident......"

"Accident?"

Bai Zhen raised the corners of her eyes and smiled, "Well, it was an accident.

I wanted to kill my mouth, but I hit me squarely.

Ye Yinchen, everything you just said, I heard it word for word.

What more lies do you want to make up?

No, I'm curious, which of your words is true? ”

The boy jerked his head up, his pupils twitching, as if trying to explain something.

Bai Zhen suddenly swung the sword, put the blade around his neck, took his hand, and shoved the hilt into his hand.

"Come on. After killing Jun Wuxue, the next target is me, right? Isn't it for revenge? Do it. ”

Bai Zhen looked at him calmly.

The young man's fingertips trembled slightly, and even the sword body trembled slightly.

He opened his thin crimson lips, and then threw his sword away with a crisp clang.

"I will never hurt Your Majesty."

Bai Zhen snorted coldly.

"Oh, here we go again. Well said. Won't hurt me? Then you're still stealing the military plane? ”

The young man pinched the corners of his clothes, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Ye Yinchen, since I knew you, I have known that you are an extremely smart person.

But I didn't expect that even our encounters and experiences together were all designed by you.

I really want to tear off that false mask of yours and see what it looks like inside. ”