Chapter 44: Forgetting Her (Part II)

It's two moments.

Zhao Bifan didn't bring a girl by his side, and walked into the main hall of the back house of King Ning's mansion gracefully.

"Where's the wine?" Before he could enter the door, an indifferent voice came.

The voice was so cold, as if all the fireworks in the world had disappeared and were clean, which made her shiver for no reason. Although she gave him every day to get close to him, she was still afraid of him. Probably, because he knew that he was ruthless to her.

But after tonight, maybe things will be different.

Zhao Bifan took a deep breath and walked up the steps hard.

Looking up, the man was half-lying and half-leaning on the bed, his hair was like ink, his face was pale, his lips were so pale that there was almost no color, and his eyes were terrifyingly black. He was so thin, the pale cyan silk robe on his body didn't seem to be able to hold up, and his limbs hung weakly, but at a glance, it still made people feel a terrifying chill.

"Where's the wine?" Murong Ke asked again, the pain overflowing in his heart could not reach the bottom of his eyes, only he was in pain, and even when he moved, he felt that his bones were shattered into powder, and the boundless pain overwhelmed him.

Xiaoyu, why don't you come back? Obviously, the apple tree did not sprout and bloom, and according to the agreement, you are not allowed to be free, so why don't you even fall into a dream? I was drunk every day, slept for most of the day, and just wanted to dream for a while, but I ...... No way.

"Your Highness, would you like to have something to eat?" Zhao Bifan asked. Unless he would starve to death, Murong Ke wouldn't even bother to eat a mouthful.

"Where's the wine?" Murong Ke asked three times, with hidden anger, and his eyes flashed with blood-red dark light, as if he wanted to kill.

God hates him. If he was not allowed to have it, why did he ever make him happy? He and Xiaoyu promised each other that they would live for each other, so he couldn't go with her, but God wouldn't even die. Take his life, he is not rare at all.

"Your Highness, a drunken party will not solve the problem. After all, you'll wake up too. Zhao Bifan gritted his teeth and said boldly.

"Oh?" Murong Ke smiled, on his bloodless face, his eyes were like a high-grade black jade soaked in blood, beautiful, but terrifyingly evil, "Then do you want to completely relieve the pain of this king?" is worthy of being a good concubine of this king, virtuous and virtuous, and wholeheartedly husband. ”

"Your Highness......"

"Xiaoyu is dead, and the things in this world mean nothing to me." A look of pain flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled and pulled open the placket on his chest, "Come on, as long as you stab in from here, you will really help this king." Perhaps, this king will have a trace of pity for you for the sake of your understanding. ”

Zhao Bifan didn't speak, his hand in his sleeve was clenched into a fist, and his nails were sunk into the flesh. The stinging pain made her barely sane.

The jade in the stone is the life of His Highness!

She had this knowledge for a long time, but she knew it in her heart and heard it with her own ears, and the feeling was different. Jealousy, like the most venomous snake in the world, gnawed at her heart, and gave birth to a courage that bordered on sprinkling. I was hesitating, but now I suddenly want to be desperate.

"The concubine doesn't need your pity, she just wants you to fulfill your wishes." She said with a white face.

"What wish? The king did not know. Murong Ke snorted coldly and looked at Zhao Bifan's eyes like looking at a piece of dust.

Zhao Bifan endured the sense of humiliation in his heart, raised his head, looked directly at Murong Ke and said, "Your wish, isn't it to get the world?" ”

"That's your Zhao family's wish." Murong Ke sat up slowly, and with his movements, an invisible coercion swung in the room, "Too many people want to sit on the highest dragon seat, but as far as this king is concerned, it is like a cloud of dung, which is not in the eyes of this king at all." ”

Zhao Bifan only felt the cold sweat rolling down his back, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness doesn't want Da Yan to accompany Sister Xiaoyu to the funeral?" Don't you want her to become the woman of the Great Yan Supreme, even if it is only honorable after death? ”

Murong Ke's eyes narrowed, and his murderous aura suddenly rose.

That's what he intended! Although everything is meaningless because of life and death, he wants to give Xiaoyu the greatest gift he can give after all. It's just that he hurts every day and every night, and that heartache makes him unbearable.

Thoughts, remorse, despair, drunk and plunged into darkness, but without even a dream, he was really tortured beyond endure. By this time, death had become a luxury, and how would he face the end of his life!

"You're looking for death?" He exhaled softly, as silently as a feather on the ground, and that was his angry response.

At this time, Zhao Bifan let it go, took a step forward, and said loudly, "Your Highness, there are many things that you can't let go of even if you die." ”

Murong Ke was stunned.

Yes, even if he dies, he can't let go of Xiaoyu. What will he do with the pain of eternal life and eternity?

"What should I do?" He couldn't help but murmur softly, since the day he was born, he had never been so vulnerable.

"Forget. Your Highness, please forget. Zhao Bifan took another step forward and coaxed, "Only by forgetting can you stop suffering anymore, and only then can you have the strength to do something else." Forget Xiaoyu's sister in order to avenge her. Do you want her to die in vain, and her soul will not be at peace? ”

These words can be described as poisonous and poisonous.

Shi Zhongyu's "death" is Murong Ke's inner demon, a demon that cannot be defeated. In this situation, he seems to be still strong, but in fact, his heart is confused and fragile, and he is very easily misled. At this time, his hatred was stimulated by Zhao Bifan, and an extremely stubborn thought surged in his heart: he wants to seek justice for Xiaoyu at all costs! Even if you are broken to pieces, even if you can't recover! Even if...... Hence the oblivion.

"How do you forget?" He asked.

Zhao Bifan was controlled by the two emotions of ecstasy and fear, trembling hands, took out a small jade box from his arms, knelt down on both knees, and lifted the jade box high above the top, "There is a thing called Breaking Love Gu here, it is from an uncivilized barbarian land, it is extremely strange. If you plant this Gu in your heart through blood, you can forget everything. Until...... The day he died. ”

Murong Ke held his breath.

The jade box was like a seductive devil, exuding irresistible power. He was in so much pain, there was no way to describe the pain. The pain sent his heart to hell, but his body couldn't die. Then perhaps, he wants to close his soul and heart, just waiting for the day when he and Xiaoyu can meet. Now that Xiaoyu has left him, what is the meaning of his memory?

He wants everything to be destroyed, including himself!

Thinking of this, he slowly stretched out his hand, gently picked up the jade box, and opened it.

In the jade box, there was a small pink dot, the face of the Gu worm was almost invisible to the naked eye, and only a dizzying fishy smell could be smelled, and there was a breath that seemed to be dark.

He hesitated for a moment, and as the wind swept by, a bloody hole broke in the vein of his right wrist. The temperature and smell of the blood caused the Gu worm to get excited, and it climbed up his hand at a very fast speed, and followed the wound into his veins.

Forget about her! Forget about her! In the air, it seemed as if someone was telling him.

"Xiaoyu, I won't forget you. How can I forget? Murong Ke laughed miserably, extremely desperate and extremely gentle mixed together, moving, "Just wait, wait, wait until I finish what I want to do, we'll see you on the Huangquan Road!" After saying that, he only felt a strong sting in his heart, as if something had broken, pulling him into the boundless darkness.

Zhao Bifan looked at Murong Ke's fallen body, his face turned white with fright, and he hurriedly pounced on him to check his breath. Feeling that Murong Ke's breathing was very weak, she suddenly became unsure.

Is this really some kind of "love-breaking Gu"? Could it be that her father wanted to kill His Royal Highness King Yu but didn't have a chance to do it, so he coaxed her? No, no ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］