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She was expressing her reluctance in silence. God knows how reluctant she was to leave him, but she had to go back. The Boss was still in the palace, so she was worried that Zhu Er wouldn't be able to take care of it well. Worried that the Duke of Rong would take revenge on her after she left the palace, she decided to head back to the palace.

Long Ze felt her reluctance to part. The love in his heart made him let go of his long-held belief. A hand wrapped around her body, gently stroking her hair. He whispered softly into her ear, "I'm sorry …"

"Can you promise me that you won't disappear?" Lin Mu Fan choked up as he asked. She was afraid that when she woke up, Long Zhaofeng would disappear again. It would take another half a year, maybe even a year.

"I don't want to live alone in the palace. I don't want to be unable to see you."

Long Ze hesitated for a long time before saying emotionally, "I promise you, I won't go anywhere else."

He couldn't bear to leave them orphaned and widowed in the palace, but at least they were safe inside. He knew very well that King Rong wouldn't recklessly and viciously kill the people he loved the most.

"Then I am relieved." Lin Mu Fan finally smiled, but he still reluctantly leaned against his chest.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Long Zhaoting couldn't bear to let her go back and forth in one day, so he changed his tone and said: "It's not safe at night. Let's go back to the palace tomorrow. Is the Boss settled yet?"

"I asked Eunuch Liu and Zhu'er to take care of him, but I was worried, so I decided to go back." Lin Mu Fan said helplessly. She should go back in the morning. She should do it as soon as possible.

"Alright, I'll get someone to send you back." Just as Long Zhaoting finished speaking, a burst of shouts came from the direction of the Poison King's Valley entrance. The two froze for a moment. Soon after, a black shadow flashed past their eyes. The black shadow turned around and landed in front of them. Since it was King Rong, he had rushed over to Poison King Valley.

Lin Mu Fan was startled, and out of instinct, Long Ze protected her within his embrace. He glared at Prince Rong and said, "You dare to trespass into the Poison King's Valley? Do you not want to live anymore? "

Prince Rong looked at the two who were tightly hugging each other. The deep emotional scenes stimulated his vision, making him wish that he could immediately rush forward and kill Long Zhaoting. However, he did not do so. Instead, he grabbed out Little Green's pale white face from behind him and threw her onto the ground. "Wretched girl! "You dare to lie and say that Esteemed Empress Dowager isn't here?"

"Little Green …" When Lin Mu Fan saw that it was Little Green, he immediately rushed forward in fright. He pulled Little Green along with him as he angrily stared at Prince Rong and scolded: "What are you doing? "Even if it's a lie, I was the one who told her to!"

"No matter who gave way, if the servant girl lied, she had to die!" King Rong raised his sword and pierced Green's heart. Green didn't even have the time to scream before blood gushed out from her chest and splattered all over the ground.

"Little Green —!" Lin Mu Fan screamed out involuntarily. He hugged Little Green who was on the ground and screamed at Prince Rong, "How can you kill her! How could you kill her …! "

Long Zhuang, who had seen many bloody battles, was already used to this kind of massacre. However, at this moment, he saw Lin Mofan's miserable appearance. Suddenly, he recalled how she had always been protecting Zhu Er a year ago. She was still so kind, so loyal, and she was still the girl he knew and loved.

Prince Rong didn't even blink as he wiped off the blood on his sword. He said coldly, "This girl should have been dragged out to behead her. It's fine if she doesn't serve her master well, but all she does is encourage people to run around."

"Why didn't you get dragged out and beheaded? You deserve to die even more than he does! "

"Empress …" Green grabbed Lin Mufan's hand and said the last sentence of his life while trembling, "This servant will not be able to serve the esteemed wangfei anymore …" "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu…" Empress, you must be careful in everything you do in the future … "

"Little Green …" Lin Mu Fan cried as he watched Little Green lose its breath and its life.

"Mu Chen, come here." Long Zhaofan took in a light breath and called out to Lin Mu Fan with a pained heart.

Lin Mofan did not approach her. Instead, he slowly stood up and stared angrily at Prince Rong, "You will get your retribution. Your death will be even worse than hers!"

"Are you just looking forward to my death?" Prince Rong looked at the hatred on her face and felt bitter in his heart. Wasn't killing a servant girl the same as making her hate him? Perhaps it was because her hatred for him was already so deep-rooted.

"That's right!" Lin Mu Fan gritted his teeth as he said these two words.

The bitterness on Duke Rong's face faded, replacing it was a fearful cruelty. Lightly opening his mouth, he indifferently said, "That will depend on whether the man you love has the ability to do so."

Finished speaking, he immediately raised his sword and attacked towards Long Zhaofeng. Longze easily evaded his attack, and then began to take the blow. The yard suddenly opened.

Lin Mu Fan's heart was burning with anxiety. He felt that the current Long Ze wasn't a match for Prince Rong. She wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve and anxiously shouted, "Stop fighting! Stop!"

"Mu Chen, you can go inside." Long Zhaozu turned around and ordered.

While he was still in a daze, the tip of King Rong's sword had almost pierced into his chest. Fortunately, he had dodged quickly enough, and this strike had also frightened Lin Mofan, who was beside her. She couldn't help but beg, "Stop fighting, Duke Rong! If you kill him, I'll hate you for the rest of your life. He's the boss' father!"

"Bring Mu Chen in!" Long Ze ordered the few men who rushed over upon hearing the sound. The men immediately grabbed Lin Mu Fan and pulled her inside the house.

"Don't... "Stop hitting me..." Lin Mu Fan was dragged into the house, causing her to scream even louder. However, she was unable to pull the few muscular men away. The moment she was pulled into the room. The sound of a sword piercing through flesh came from behind him, while the clashing sound of weapons suddenly stopped.

Lin Mu Fan's body stiffened. He instinctively turned around and saw that half of the sword in Long Ze's hand had already pierced into Prince Rong's chest. Bright red blood dripped from the silver blade onto the ground.

Lin Mu Fan was stupefied. He looked in astonishment at the Duke Rong, who had no expression of pain on his face. He also looked at her for a long time. A faint smile appeared on his lips, and he actually smiled at her.

Long Zhaoting did not expect that he did not dodge his sword attack and was also surprised along with everyone else. His hand loosened its grip on his sword. King Rong's body slowly fell down, falling into the pool of blood.

"King Rong …" Lin Mu Fan muttered to himself. He slowly walked over and squatted beside him while sizing him up: "How are you? How did you get hit? Weren't you always very strong? "

Her tears slid down her face. The scene that she didn't want to see the most had finally happened. This man that deeply loved her, the man that went through a bloody battle half a year ago, the man that she had always felt ashamed of …

"Mu Chen …" As soon as Prince Rong opened his mouth, blood spilled out, dyeing his face red. He called her name and forced a smile, "Mu Chen …" I can see your tears... "I'm already satisfied …"

"Why must we kill each other like this! Why!? I don't really want you to die, I don't really hate you … I only hope that each of you can live well … "

King Rong struggled to lift his hand and gripped her hand tightly as he said, "Mu Chen, between us … One of them must die... "This is predestined …"

"Why is this happening?" Lin Mu Fan's tears dripped onto the back of each other's hands. His palms were warm, but she knew that the warmth would leave his body in shame and she would never feel it again.

"You have to be fine …" After Prince Rong said this, blood gushed out from his mouth and his body trembled uncontrollably. However, he didn't let go of her hand until his eyes slowly closed. His body also no longer trembled, and everything became calm …

"I'm sorry, I caused your death …" Lin Mofan cried out because of her. If it wasn't for her, King Rong's Rui, Long Zhaoting, and the others would have been fine. Everyone would have been fine.

"Mu Chen." Long Zhaosu walked over, squatted down beside her, held her trembling body and said: "I should be the one who said 'sorry'. I killed him, I made you suffer."

She had never felt that between the three of them, there was no right or wrong. The Rong King was right, they would never be able to coexist together and one of them would definitely die.

Long Zhaoting tried to pull her hand out of Prince Rong's grasp, but he couldn't pull her back no matter how hard he tried. Even when Prince Rong was about to die, he couldn't bear to let go of her. From this, it could be seen how deep his feelings for Lin Mu Fan were. It was a pity that this feeling could no longer be sustained. With the life of King Rong, it would draw an incomplete ending!

Everything became peaceful. The corpse of the Duke of Rong was sent back to the Imperial City to be buried. Lin Mufan slowly woke up from his sleep. The pillow was cold, and she was already used to it. The morning light shone through the window and onto the bed.

She turned around, her eyes coming in contact with Long Zhaoting's handsome face, which was filled with concern and heartache.

"Mu Chen, you're awake." He was relieved. He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn last night. There were even traces of blood on them. He had spent the night beside her bed, a long and cold night!

Lin Mufan stretched out his hands and touched his neck as he hugged him tightly.

She felt as if she had been dreaming a very, very long nightmare. In her dream, Little Green had died, and Prince Rong had died … However, when she saw the blood stains on Long Zhaozhu's body, she couldn't help but force herself to wake up. That was reality, not a dream!

King Rong and Little Green were indeed dead before her very eyes.