Chapter 3

"You know, he cried your name until he died. As a prince, his fault lies in his love for children, and he dare not covet his brother's wife. You can not blame him for his death, because you wrote in person and lured him into my trap. If it wasn't for your handwriting, how could he be fooled? " Jun Lengyan sneered, and his eyes were cold and thin.

Month thousand Lan's heart, pain like a few hands in the ruthless tear.

Yes, she did harm to Jun Moyuan. It's her.

It was her stupidity and ignorance that killed the prince who gave her life.

How can she get the favor of that person? She doesn't deserve it.

Jun Lengyan narrowed her long and narrow Phoenix eyes and looked at her struggling in the abyss of pain. In his mind, he flashed that day he married her. He lifted her red veil and called her sister Qianlan.

At that time, she was quite beautiful. Unfortunately, from the beginning, he locked her out of his heart.

He saw that she was in agony, with a strong interest in the bottom of her eyes, and stabbed the last knife.

"The bastard you gave birth to has been put to death by me. Do you know how he died? " Jun Lengyan pick eyebrows, looking at her with great interest, asked with a smile.

Month thousand LAN Zheng Leng of looking at him, waiting for his answer.

"He was killed by the sun. For three days, I asked people to put him in the sun, not to give him food and drink, not to let him rest, not to give him clothes. He froze to death, starved to death, and dried to death... " Jun Leng Yan picked Feng Mou and laughed wildly.

Jun Leng Yan completely overwhelmed the last straw in her heart. At this moment, the world collapsed and her heart was like ashes. There was only black and white in front of her eyes.

"Child, my child..." She was crawling in the mud, holding her heart numb with pain, wailing for the poor child she had never seen before.

It's her stupidity, it's her fault, it's everyone's fault.

Full of hate, swept, she hated Jun Lengyan, but also hate themselves.

But now tears are the most useless thing, she vowed that she would never shed another tear.

After yueqianlan cried, she gradually stopped crying and roared. She lifted her sleeve and wiped the tears of her cheek.

Her fingers in the soil, tightly clenched into a fist, her eyes slightly narrowed, a touch of cold light jumped up.

Jun Lengyan tears off the mask of gentleness, which has been disguised for a long time. The mask is removed, revealing his real face of ferocious terror.

She failed another man and achieved Jun Lengyan's hegemony. In order for him to ascend the throne, she devoted herself to abandoning all conscience and calculating his royal highness countless times, resulting in the death of the crown prince of a country.

She holds her heart, abandons pride and brilliance, crawls under him and tries to please him, but he has never really received her affection. Her heart is like the mud of barren land that he can trample on.

Oh Ha ha She bit the lip, hard, until the taste of blood in her mouth, she just pursed her lips and gave a sad smile.

After a smile, she raised her head and quickly reached for her hand to hold Jun Lengyan's sword tip between her forehead.

Sharp blade, cut the skin of her palm, she did not feel pain, she just sneered at you Lengyan.

"Jun Lengyan, you are so cruel and cruel. I don't need you to kill me. I'll die in your hands. I'm afraid I'll dirty my way of reincarnation. " Her voice fell, and her index finger pinched and jumped, and the tip of her sword broke.

Jun Lengyan's face changed. He looked down at the broken Jian'er. He growled: "what do you want to do?"

All around Hula came a group of bodyguards to protect Jun Lengyan.

Through many walls, she straightened her back. Even if her legs were broken, she should keep her dignity.

She clenched the tip of the knife with her fingers, gritted her teeth and thrust it into her heart: "first knife, cut off my love for you."

"The second knife, clear my love for you."

"The third knife, punishing my stupidity, harmed everyone."

"The fourth knife, repay my mother and my elder brother's life."

"The fifth knife, to make up for my poor child's life, is that I killed him when he was born."

"The fifth sword, atone for him. I have taken him and even harmed his life. He is the person I owe the most in my life."

The month thousand LAN mercilessly stabbed oneself five times, each time all used the full body strength.

Her chest was full of blood, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was like a spring, suddenly coming out. She pursed her lips and sneered, just like a devil climbing out of hell, coldly coagulating your cold face.

Hate ah, monstrous hate surging, that hate stirred her to death.

Love is probably the coldest and cruelest double-edged sword in the world. Once you know the pain, you can completely abandon it.

She pulled out the cold and sharp point of the knife from her heart, and her chest was covered with blood and flesh. The cold tip of the knife was in her hand, and a trace of murderous spirit passed through the bottom of her eyes, which burst out to your cold face.

She slightly raised her hand, and the blade tip flew out of her hand. The direction of flying was exactly where Jun Lengyan was."The sixth knife I want you to pay for the wronged soul Jun Lengyan, if there is an afterlife, I want to get back what you owe me. I want to drink your blood and dig your flesh and blood. I want to make your life worse than death, and I want to make you miserable. "

Jun Lengyan squints at the blade tip flying towards him. He holds up the folding fan of his finger and the blade tip rebounds. With the last knife, he stabs into yueqianlan's heart.

The month thousand LAN stares big eyes, Zheng Zheng's looking at him, in fuzzy line of sight, she suddenly sees Jun Leng Yan's back, slowly walk out of a beautiful woman.

Breathing a moment that stagnation, she a mouthful of blood again, the body heavily fell to the ground, never get up.

She felt that the temperature of her body was gradually disappearing, and the cold was gradually sweeping up.

The beautiful woman in splendid clothes slowly approached her and squatted down. The woman gently picked up a wisp of broken hair in front of her forehead and sighed in a soft voice: "elder sister, my younger sister still has time to see you off for the last journey. I'll tell you a secret. For so many years, Leng Yan always thought that I saved him. So, because of this saving grace, his affection for me is different from others. Besides, I have a gorgeous appearance? "

"Elder sister, I know that you saved him. Unfortunately, there is no other person who knows about it except you and me. Elder sister, you But I don't want to die? "

Death It turned out that she was making wedding clothes for others for so many years.

Back then? What happened in those years, so far away, she can't remember clearly. In her vague memory, it gradually looms out that when she was five years old, she secretly gave a shabby, scarred little boy a steamed bun.