Chapter 239: Death from the Heart 8

She was still not in a hurry, because of the severe cold for days and the long-term depression in her heart, she was infected with a very severe wind chill and almost couldn't afford to get sick.

When she went to Fox Hill, she only expected the entanglement when she went, thinking that when she saw Ziling, everything was over, and she didn't need to worry about anything. However, when she arrived at Fox Hill, she never received any reward, and no one remembered to order her to be entangled, plus there was a mob incident, she was physically and mentally exhausted, King Chen gave up, ruthlessly turned her face, and even deposed her as queen, so naturally no one thought of preparing anything for her.

Along the way, he just relied on pawn jewelry to get by.

Jia Xin found a small shop for her to recuperate, grabbed medicine for her and sought medical treatment, and was forced to pawn almost all the jewelry on her body. By the end of the day, she couldn't get anything decent, and all that was left was an emerald green wrench in her hand.

On the day of the engagement, Ziling gave her a green wrench, which is said to be a treasure that has been passed down for seven generations. After the wrench was destroyed by the Dark Lord, Zi Ling used the crumbs of the Demon Sword to create two identical wrenches, one for each person.

The history of the demon slaying sword may still be on top of the emerald, plus this wrench is extremely exquisitely made, and the handiwork is fine, Xia Ji has always been hidden as a treasure, and he is reluctant to even wear it.

However, when I touched it, there was only this valuable thing left around me.

She hesitated for a while, but still gritted her teeth, and put the wrench back into her arms. That was already the last bit of connection between himself and Zi Ling, a little thought. Although he had broken up, she couldn't believe it was true along the way.

Will two people who once loved each other so much be so strangers?

She didn't care if she could afford the medicine, and she was already reluctant to take it. Her body was getting weaker and weaker day by day, but she was about to get a great relief.

On this day, Jiaxin did not come back very late. Natsuhime knew that he might be out there trying to figure out a way, whether it was begging, robbing, or stealing a little money...... This good old man, he was already mad because of the illness of the deposed queen.

It's getting late.

Natsuhime lay down on the □□ and felt very thirsty. His throat was smoking, and he was so dry that he could barely speak. She was in a coma, and she was already at the end of her rope.

The window was pushed open, and two masked men jumped in.

She just looked at them with wide eyes.

They looked at her too.

Two people held bright big knives in their hands, and one of them put the knife across her chest, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't shout, don't shout, obediently follow us, otherwise, today next year will be your death day......"

She wasn't afraid, and nothing could frighten her now.

She just asked quietly, "Who sent you to harm me?"

The two looked at each other. It was the person who spoke before who spoke first, and laughed cruelly: "Queen, let's not talk darkly." You were met by a mob and almost lost your virginity, and the king was furious and lost face, and he should have put you to death immediately, but he let you go with a thought. If you are allowed to return to Wanqiu and the palace safely, what will happen to the king's triumph in the future?"

Another person said: "yes." Xia Ji, don't you want to think about it, with the dignity of the king, how can you want a queen with broken flowers and willows? Therefore, we are ordered to bring you to fruition on the road. lest thou be ashamed, and return to the king's house to the disrepriever......