Chapter 1366： The wife wants to be a widow every day (51)

It was very difficult for Yan Jun to spit out the word death. His eyes were extremely dark, and there was a stubborn stubbornness in his trance. His fingertips tucked in his sleeves trembled, and he felt a vague trance when he stepped on the ground.

How could she die... How could she die?

At the moment Xuanqing nodded, a gleam of light flashed in Yan Jun's eyes, but it quickly became timid again.

Xuanqing turned her head and glanced at him lightly, the temperature in her eyes was very cold, and said: "Follow me."

Without waiting for Yan Jun's answer, Xuanqing had already stepped away.

Yan Jun followed without hesitation.

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In an extremely ordinary camp, opened the curtain, and what caught your eye was--

A black coffin.

At the moment when he saw the coffin, Yan Jun's footsteps paused, and then stopped there, the coolness spread from the soles of his feet to the limbs, and then there was a sense of dizziness like tide.

Xuanqing's voice sounded faintly.

"How come, don't you want to see her?"

With a hint of sarcasm.

Yan Jun seemed to have not heard his sarcasm, walked step by step to the side of the coffin with heavy steps, and then raised his slender hand——

Push away the board of the coffin.

Yan Jun's pupils shrank sharply, and his lips pressed tightly. At this moment, the corners of his lips were gradually winding down with a smear of blood, which was very harsh.

The woman lying in the coffin closed her eyes tightly. Her face was calm and there was no painful expression. She didn't feel too painful when she wanted to die.

Her face was the same as before, except that her face was slightly paler.

However, there is indeed no sign of life.

Everything around him seemed to be static. Yan Jun couldn't see everything around him. He could only see the person in front of him. The emotions in his eyes were chaotic and complicated, as if empty and filled with endless fear. But it is more of a feeling of being abandoned, like a child who can't find a home, even the corners of his eyes are slightly red.

With a soft foot, the new emperor of Beiliang leaned in front of this black coffin in a awkward and humble posture.

"Chu Yunke...Chu Yunke..."

At this time, Xuanqing's voice rang out of time.

He said: "The arrow killed her."

"The arrow pierced her heart, such a wound, even Hua Tuo would not be able to save her again. Did you know Yan Jun? When she was lying in front of me so dying and covered in blood, how I wanted to kill you."

"I thought that even if you didn't like her, you wouldn't really order her to be killed. But the facts proved that I was wrong."

"You don't care about her at all."

Yan Jun lowered his head and vomited a mouthful of blood. He lifted his fingertips to wipe, but the blood was wiped more and more.

Hearing Xuanqing's words, Yan Jun wanted to shake his head.

It was not he who ordered the arrow to be released, it was not he...

How could he want to kill her, how could it be.

The young emperor looked at the coffin in despair and sorrow.

"Yan Jun, she's all dead now, who are you going to show to?"

Yan Jun didn't answer a word, and he didn't want to answer.

He thought he could bear it.

However, Yan Jun didn't realize that he was wrong, completely wrong until she was lying in front of him so breathlessly.

At the beginning of marrying Chu Yunke, he had some thoughts of using it.

Loving her is not in the plan.

But-the love begins without knowing it and deepens.