284: C284 Death of heart

C284 Death of heart

"Let her in!" Yue Junqian said coldly.

Zhao Yanran! You. How dare you lie to me! Thinking about it, Yue Junqian clenched his fists, his face revealing a look of violence.

Zhao Yanran was brought to the house by the guards.

The moment Yue Junqian saw her, he immediately walked over and without a word, raised his hand and slapped her heavily in her face.

A few handprints instantly appeared on Zhao Yanran's face.

"Bitch, how dare you betray me!" Yue Junqian roared at Zhao Yanran.

Zhao Yanran maintained his indifferent look, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Young master, how does it feel to be betrayed by others?" Zhao Yanran said as if he did not mind.

A ball of flame suddenly rose up in Yue Junqian's heart.

"You ? You, so it turns out that you were trying to take revenge on me! " Yue Junqian shouted at Zhao Yanran coldly.

"Haha ?" That's right! Yue Junqian, you ungrateful man, I have done so much for you, and yet you have abandoned me like a sou * * *, all of this was forced on me by you! " Zhao Yanran gritted his teeth as he said this to Yue Junqian.

"Heh heh... So you deliberately took the treasure map in exchange for my trust in you, and then used a method to lure the tiger out of the mountain, to provide them time to escape! "

Yue Junqian pointed at Zhao Yanran as if he hated him for not being able to meet his expectations.

"I'm afraid that they have already left the Golden Snow City. Young master, I'm afraid that your plans are a bit off!"

"You!" Seeing Zhao Yanran's complacent look, Yue Junqian was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

"Since they have already escaped, why did you still stay here?" A trace of suspicion surfaced on Yue Junqian's face.

"Because you are still here. I promised you that I will always be by your side!" As Zhao Yanran said that, his mouth couldn't help but curl into a sweet smile.

As she spoke, she walked towards Yue Junqian with a determined expression.

When Yue Junqian saw Zhao Yanran approaching him step by step, a trace of suspicion involuntarily surfaced on his face.

What did this woman want to do!? Since he had already escaped, why did he still come back?

"Stop right there!" Yue Junqian pointed his sword at Zhao Yanran and said snappily.

However, Zhao Yanran acted as if he did not hear her, and immediately walked over to her.

Then, he waved his sword, pointing the sword tip towards Zhao Yanran.

"I want to die. If I can die by your sword, then it can be considered as having fulfilled my greatest wish." Zhao Yanran said without fear on his face.

"Good!" Then don't blame me for being impolite! " Yue Junqian said as he raised the sword in his hand and pierced it towards Zhao Yanran's chest.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce into Zhao Yanran's chest, a figure suddenly rushed out and blocked in front of Zhao Yanran.

"Sir Feng Lin!" The sword in Yue Junqian's hand pierced straight through Yue Fenglin's chest.

Yue Junqian couldn't help but show a trace of astonishment on his face.

He never thought that Yue Fenglin would actually come forward and shoulder all of this for him. Seeing the front of his chest being dyed red with blood, Yue Junqian also went forward to welcome him.

Zhao Yanran held onto Yue Fenglin anxiously.

"Sir Feng Lin, why are you so stupid!" When Zhao Yanran saw Yue Fenglin like this, hot tears instantly flowed down his cheeks.

"I know that I didn't do well this time, but everyone treated each other with sincerity. I hope you don't hate your cousin ?"

Unknowingly, the night had already enveloped the land.

The clouds at night framed Yue Fenglin's red clothes. She looked so gorgeous and dazzling.

Zhao Yanran dropped to his knees, tears rolling down his face like beads with broken strings.

"Wuuu..." Sir Feng Lin, I am sorry, I have implicated you! "

Seeing Yue Fenglin's pale face, Yue Junqian panicked. He immediately shouted out the door: "Someone, pass on the message to the doctor!"

Following Yue Junqian's orders, not long later, his subordinate led an old man dressed in a coachman's attire into the house.

"Doctor, quickly save him!" Yue Junqian anxiously told the doctor.

The doctor then walked over and quickly checked Yue Fenglin's pulse and wound.

"The stab on Young Master Feng Lin's chest was extremely ruthless, if it was even an inch more, I would have pierced through the center of his veins, and by then, he would not be able to turn the situation around!"

Hearing the doctor say that, Yue Junqian could not help but blame himself in his heart.

Zhao Yanran guarded right in front of Yue Fenglin.

When Yue Junqian saw that she had not moved and did not close her eyes, he could not help but feel a sense of gratitude in his heart.

However, Yue Junqian still pretended to be indifferent.

He walked forward and coldly glanced at Zhao Yanran.

"Zhao Yanran, do you still think that this liveliness is not enough?! If not for you, Feng Lin would not have been injured! " As Yue Junqian said this, he looked at Zhao Yanran with resentment.

When Zhao Yanran heard this, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

"Heh heh... It's all my fault! "

"Kill me!" Zhao Yanran suddenly pulled Yue Junqian's sleeves tightly and said to him.

However, Yue Junqian merely shot her a cold glance.

"Since Feng Lin is willing to use his life in exchange for yours, I will let you go.

A trace of ruthlessness appeared on Yue Junqian's face as he roared at Zhao Yanran.

But Zhao Yanran was as motionless as a statue.

"If I hadn't died in this life, I would never have left you!" Zhao Yanran said to Yue Junqian with a resolute expression.

Hearing her words, Yue Junqian could not help but be stunned.

"If I want to kill you, then hurry up and leave. Are you really not afraid of death?" Or do you think I can't do it! But let me tell you, you might be wrong. No matter who it is, I am someone who will never show mercy to others! "

"Young master, freezing three feet in one day is not a cold affair. I have been with you for three years, and although you have been using me, I am sincere ?"

As Zhao Yanran spoke, he walked towards Yue Junqian, his face filled with tranquility.

"What are you doing!" Yue Junqian looked at her and said coldly.

"Yanran said that she would never leave the young master's side!" As Zhao Yanran spoke, he actually walked in front of Yue Junqian.

She could see his thick eyebrows, his long eyelashes, his deep eyes.

As Zhao Yanran watched on, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch Yue Junqian's face ?

When Yue Junqian saw this, a look of disgust surfaced on his face.

"What are you doing!" Yue Junqian retreated two steps as he roared in annoyance.

"You ? "Do you really hate me that much ?" Seeing how Yue Junqian resisted her approach, a bitter smile surfaced on Zhao Yanran's face.

Then, she took advantage of Yue Junqian's surprise, taking out a dagger from her sleeves and thrusted it at him.

A streak of cold light flashed across Yue Junqian's eyes, and he finally reacted.

A trace of astonishment appeared on his face, and he dodged to the side.

The sharp blade in Zhao Yanran's hand cut through his clothes, and a line of blood instantly appeared on his chest.

However, due to his timely reaction, the wound was not very deep.

Yue Junqian looked down at the bloody scar on his chest and a trace of violence suddenly emerged in his eyes.

Then, he raised his eyes and glared at Zhao Yanran fiercely, "Bitch!"

Yue Junqian roared, he extended his palm out towards Zhao Yanran.

When Zhao Yanran saw Yue Junqian's figure pouncing towards her like lightning, not only did he not dodge, there was also a relieved smile on his face.

A large amount of spirit energy condensed in the palm of Yue Junqian's hand, heavily smashing onto Zhao Yanran's chest.

Zhao Yanran felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his entire body seemed to have been engulfed by a strong force.

As a mortal body, how could Zhao Yanran withstand Yue Junqian's palm?

In an instant, she was sent flying and her body slammed heavily into the pillar behind her.

Fresh blood instantly flowed out from her nose and face.

But there was still a trace of a smile on Zhao Yanran's lips, it was unknown if it was happiness or self-mockery.

"Finally... Finally, he could ? It was over ? "Hehe ?" Zhao Yanran said slowly with the last bit of strength.

Yue Junqian only regained his senses after seeing her covered in blood.

"You did this to force me to kill you?" Yue Junqian walked towards Zhao Yanran step by step, and looked at her in puzzlement.

"Since I am unable to obtain your love, I would rather die in your hands!" Zhao Yanran said with determination.

When Yue Junqian heard her words, he couldn't help but be moved by it.

Zhao Yanran was already on her last breath, she slowly extended her hand and took out a white handkerchief from her sleeve.

Looking at her actions, Yue Junqian couldn't help but reveal a trace of suspicion.

"Aunt... Lady, you see. You were caught in the rain. Wet, quick. "Hurry up and wipe it off..."

Zhao Yanran didn't even have the strength to speak, but she still tried her best to recall every single detail of her past with Yue Junqian.

Hearing his words, Yue Junqian looked at the towel in his hand that was embroidered with a clump of orchid grass, and couldn't help but think back to three years ago, when it had rained down on Nightingale Lake.2

That day was the day when the heads of brothel competed against each other to snatch the Courtesan Belle.

He had deliberately found an opportunity to get close to Zhao Yanran, with the intention of taking him for his own use.

After so many years, he had long since forgotten all about these matters. He hadn't thought that she would actually remember everything he had said at that time.

Yue Junqian saw the hope in Zhao Yanran's eyes, and in the end, couldn't bear it anymore as he walked forward and took the handkerchief from her.

The blue grass on the handkerchief was still as green as it had been in the past. At a glance, it could be seen that it was carefully kept by a person.

Yue Junqian clenched the handkerchief tightly in his hand, unable to calm down for a long time.

Zhao Yanran was finally relieved and used his last bit of strength. His mouth revealed a smile, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

"Forget it, forget it ?" Looking at her calm and peaceful face, Yue Junqian couldn't help but mutter to himself ?

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