Qin Wuyan had no choice but to follow her. After praying, the sorcerer put the high priest's crown on him, and handed him a small crown studded with precious stones.

Holding the hat in one hand, the man stretched out the other hand towards Zhuang Xiaoyu, with a smile on his face like the warmest sunshine in winter, he said to her, "Xiaoyu, come up quickly!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu's vision became blurred little by little, she couldn't hear what Qin Wuyan said to her, she could only vaguely see the man sitting on the high platform opening and closing his mouth, talking to her.

Blood overflowed from between her lips, teeth and nostrils, and her eyes were blood red. The moment she fell down, Zhuang Xiaoyu saw the man throw away the hat in his hand and rush down towards her.

She didn't fall headlong on the ground paved with stone slabs, but fell into Qin Wuyan's warm embrace.

The warmth was quickly withdrawn from his body, Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to see the god of death approaching him, and Qin Wuyan's desperate and sad low growl was next to his ears: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, what did you eat, why are you doing this? Do?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu struggled to open her eyes, blood gushed from the corners of her eyes, she looked at the man in front of her, raised her finger, and touched Qin Wuyan's cheek little by little: "Ah Yan, I'm sorry, every day I live Suffering, I can't hold on anymore, I just want to ask for relief..."

I'm sorry for my father, brother and children while I'm alive, and it's all over when I'm dead.

Qin Wuyan hugged her tightly: "I won't let you die, Xiaoyu, I definitely won't let you die, you come back alive, don't you want revenge, I will pay you my life, I I don't want you to die."

Blood gushed out from Zhuang Xiaoyu's mouth, staining her clothes red, "Ah Yan, I loved you before."

The last words she said: "I forgive you, you remember what you promised me today, take care!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't leave many last words, the hand caressing Qin Wuyan's cheek suddenly dropped down and fell to the ground...

Qin Wuyan: "..."



It happened so suddenly, no one expected that Zhuang Xiaoyu would commit suicide by taking poison at the enthronement ceremony, and he took the mixed poison one day in advance......

Even a genius doctor couldn't save her.

The wizard was the first to react, and quickly took out the golden needle to protect Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart.

Small snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger. Qin Wuyan hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu and walked down the roof step by step. The snow fell on his black hair, as if he had turned white in an instant... ...

The enthronement ceremony of the high priest is over, Qin Wuyan, as the high priest of Yuecheng, naturally took over all the power behind the scenes as the high priest.

The wizard soaked Zhuang Xiaoyu's body in a medicine jar to preserve it, and implanted Gu insects in Zhuang Xiaoyu's body to ensure that the body would not rot.

Qin Wuyan was in a state of madness. When the wizard told her that Zhuang Xiaoyu took the poison one day in advance, and the poison was a mixture of various pills, Qin Wuyan's eyes fell on the housekeeper in an instant.

The housekeeper was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, proving his innocence: "The high priest is aware that the key to the pharmacy has always been hung around the neck by the old slave. It is absolutely impossible for the people around Madam to get the pills from the pharmacy..."

Zhuang Qingyun drove the housekeeper out, supported Qin Wuyan and sat on the bed, "Calm down, the incident happened suddenly, no one expected such an accident, the wizard is still inside to treat you, take heart... ...."