Fan Xian's reaction was fast enough. Like a shadow, he charged over and pushed the Eldest Princess to the ground. His fingers moved like the wind. In a flash, he used zhenqi to forcefully seal a few major meridians around her wound. However, he still found that a faint black aura had already slowly enveloped her bright face.
This black dagger had been stuck in Li Yunrui's abdomen for a while. However, it had been covered by the wide sleeves, so Fan Xian had not seen it. What shocked him even more was that the Eldest Princess was still able to speak to him so freely with a dagger in her abdomen. She did not reveal a glimmer of pain and successfully hid it from his eyes.
During this time, the poison had already flowed through her entire body along with her blood. It had entered her heart and faintly floated to her face. Even if Fei Jie appeared in Jingdou right now, he would not be able to save her life.
Fan Xian lowered his head and looked helplessly at the dagger in her abdomen. Looking at the hilt of the dagger, he couldn't help a slight chill in his heart because it looked familiar. However, this was not the time to worry about such things. He supported the Eldest Princess' shoulder with one hand and pressed the other against her soft abdomen. The Heart of Tianyi Dao he had inherited from Northern Qi was poured in without hesitation.
After a long while, the Eldest Princess, who had been silent without a trace of pain, finally frowned. She looked at him with a reproachful gaze and said, "I just wanted to savor the taste of pain and death. Why did you disturb me?"
She had always been high and lofty. As the little princess of the royal family, she was loved by her parents and brothers. Who dared to make her suffer? Other than the empress dowager's four slaps and the Emperor's violent rage on that stormy night, Li Yunrui truly did not know what it was like to have pain sink into the marrow.
These words were said somewhat crazily, but Fan Xian did not have the leisure to bicker with her. Silently, he poured in zhenqi and forced the poison in her body to one place. Gradually, the faint black color on Li Yunrui's face grew thicker and thicker. It then gathered toward her temples. The skin on the other parts of her face returned to its usual brightness.
Fan Xian gave a muffled grunt. His right palm patted her soft abdomen. Li Yunrui's red lips parted slightly. Immediately after, his left hand reached like lightning into his clothes and took out a pill, stuffing it into her mouth.
He was very familiar with the poison on the dagger because he had made it, so the pill immediately took effect. However, Li Yunrui had covered it for too long. The poison had already entered her heart and could not be forced out.
The sweat on Fan Xian's forehead poured out. He couldn't help but think of the movies and novels he had seen in his previous life. Those chilling scenes. His left hand gripped her shoulder tightly. "Where is Wan'er?" he yelled in a hoarse voice. Where's Dabao? "
In those stories, after the male protagonist achieved the final victory, he would painfully discover that the enemy would not tell him where the relatives he had captured were hidden or if they were dead. This was to torture the male protagonist for the rest of his life.
The dark and gloomy film and the separation of the fluorescent screen made Fan Xian afraid. His voice trembled and he completely forgot how he should react. He angrily and helplessly roared at her.
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Li Yunrui glanced at him mockingly. Her brows moved slightly again. It looked like the poison on the dagger had completely entered her body. The sharp pain finally began to clearly attack her nerves.
She lowered her head to look at the black dagger stuck in her abdomen and quietly said, "Don't always use your little cleverness and tricks. Those are things only useless people would use."
Fan Xian's entire body was cold. He knew what the Eldest Princess meant by these words. The reason this black dagger was familiar to him was because he had made it himself. It was exactly the same as the dagger Sir Fei Jie had passed on to him when he was young. The medicine smeared on it was also the same.
In the present world, there were three of these daggers. Fan Xian hid one in his boot, the Third Prince Li Chengping hid one in his boot, and the last one was hidden in Lin Dabao's boot. Of the people Fan Xian cared about, only the young Li Chengping and the silly Da Bao had the least ability to protect themselves. Thus, he had carefully passed these two daggers to them, waiting for the final moment to deliver the most shocking blow to the enemy.
In the Palace, Li Chengping had used this black dagger to protect his own life, while Da Bao's black dagger was in the Eldest Princess's hands and in her abdomen.
"You thought I would use Da Bao to threaten you. When Da Bao was by my side and you suddenly gave the order, he would pull out a dagger and stab me …" Li Yunrui coughed up a trickle of blood and looked mockingly at Fan Xian. "Of course, no one would seriously search a fat idiot, and no one would be on guard against him."
Li Yunrui's gaze gradually dimmed. She slowly said, "You've been with Lin Dabao these years. Was it just for that moment? You told him I killed Lin Gong, so he hates that person called Li Yunrui. No one in the world dares to call my name in front of this idiot, other than you … "
She looked at Fan Xian like she was looking at an idiot. "Using too many little tricks, thinking too complicated, and not generous at all."
Fan Xian's entire body was cold. He had not thought that his last move would be so laughable in the other party's eyes and so easily seen through. He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart. Evenly, he begged, "Tell me, where are they?"
Li Yunrui did not look at him. Her body gradually grew cold. Her shoulders unconsciously shrank back. "I am about to die. What is the need to leave Wan'er alone in the world to be bullied by men?"
"She is my wife. I will protect her."
Li Yunrui's eyes looked to the side. In a trembling voice, she said, "I had wanted to kill your concubine, but I did not succeed. You will have many women in the future. Why should I let Wan'er continue to suffer?"
She turned her head and looked calmly into Fan Xian's eyes. "Don't worry, I won't use her life to force you to become an Ascetic Monk …"
Fan Xian's heart jumped slightly. He stared in a daze at the beautiful face in front of him. At this moment, the poison had all gathered on the two sides of her temples. Following her blood vessels, it turned into a few streaks of green, just like two green flowers at her temples. There was a strange beauty to it.
Li Yunrui looked at him mockingly. She slowly raised her right hand and pulled Fan Xian over. She leaned weakly against his shoulder. Her face was close to his face, and her body was leaning against his. It appeared very intimate. She used this warm position to move closer to his ear and quietly say, "Why did the Qin family betray? Go ask Pingping. I can only guess. "
Even at death's door, this exceptional beauty still exhaled like orchids. Her slightly warm breath blew against Fan Xian's ear. It felt strangely charming. Of course, Fan Xian did not have any other thoughts. His eyes looked at the blue flower at the corner of his brow that was close at hand and listened to the voice gradually reaching his ears. The gaze in his eyes became more and more serious, more and more shocked, and more and more pained.
Li Yunrui laughed lightly by his ear and said, "Although I am dead, to be able to leave behind the Emperor's most powerful enemy, presumably, a Qing Kingdom without me would not be too bored."
Fan Xian's mouth was dry. He couldn't speak for a moment. He could only lower his head disappointedly. Although he was silent, he still displayed a powerful hesitation and loss.
"This is your mother's courtyard. I wanted to burn it down, but after thinking about it, I decided to leave it to you. This place is very beautiful. Most importantly, I think you need this place to understand some things. “
"You won't let me down." Li Yunrui glanced at her son-in-law one last time and said with slight mockery, "You even want to use that idiot Da Bao. In this world, there are only two people as shameless and hypocritical as you. One is the Emperor, and the other is you. So, I think very highly of you."
At this time, Fan Xian's entire body was frozen. He did not hear the last words at all. Immediately after, a strange sound came from behind him. It made his heart jump. Turning around to look, he saw that the flowering tree behind the broken zither had moved, revealing a small hole below.
In the hole were Wan 'er and Da Bao. Both of them were tightly bound. Cloth had been stuffed into their mouths. It was impossible for them to speak. Wan 'er's eyes were slightly red. She looked at Fan Xian with a worried gaze. Seeing that Fan Xian was not injured, two clear lines of tears flowed down. Da Bao's gaze had been blank. After he saw Fan Xian, it became filled with a silly smile.
Immediately after, Wan 'er noticed her mother in Fan Xian's arms. She also noticed her mother's strange condition. Her eyes immediately filled with terror.
Fan Xian had already pushed aside the Eldest Princess in his arms and rushed to the side of the tree. Lifting Wan 'er and Da Bao up, he flicked his finger and cut the ropes binding them.
Having escaped a great disaster, Wan 'er had no time to take out the cloth in her mouth. She rushed past Fan Xian and threw herself at the Eldest Princess's side. Kneeling by her side, she began to cry.
Fan Xian sighed quietly in his heart and prepared to go over. He found that the corner of his clothes was being pulled on by someone. Turning his head to look, he saw Da Bao laughing foolishly and happily pulling on him as if he never wanted to let go again. Fan Xian's guilt swelled up. Shortly after, he felt a faint sorrow.
Li Yunrui had been pushed to the ground by Fan Xian. The poison had long entered her heart. The two smears of poison on her forehead appeared increasingly azure. Contrasting with her delicate and white skin, it was like the beautiful blue and white flowers on fragile porcelain.
However, these blue and white flowers were all poison. Just like her, even if she died, she wanted more people to die because of a few words she said.
Wan 'er grabbed her mother's hand with one hand and took out the cloth stuffed in her mouth with the other. With a wail, she began to cry. Although this mother and daughter were very different from other mothers and daughters in the world and were not very close, they were, after all, connected by blood. In the last moment, Li Yunrui did not choose to use Wan 'er's life to threaten Fan Xian. Wan' er looked at her dying mother and couldn't help but feel sorrow rise from her heart. She could not stop the grief and pain.
Li Yunrui's icy right hand held her daughter's hand tightly. Smiling with difficulty, she raised her hand for the last time and pressed her temples together. It was as if she wanted to maintain her most beautiful image when she left this world.
Her fingertips brushed past the wretched blue and white flowers, contrasting with the mocking smile at the corners of her lips.
She didn't know who she was laughing at. Perhaps she was laughing at the fact that Fan Xian had held her in his arms earlier and then, as soon as he saw Wan 'er, pushed her onto the grass with unusual cold-bloodedness. Perhaps she was thinking of the stormy night in the Royal Palace, that timid but affectionate nephew, or perhaps she was thinking of her childhood stories from many years ago.
Then, she smiled disdainfully and said her last three words in this world.
"Men …"
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Looking at the Eldest Princess' gradually freezing body on the grass, Fan Xian's heart also gradually grew icy. He knew that the most powerful and ruthless enemy in his life had finally ended her life that was difficult to judge. Accurately speaking, from the Dong Mountain incident to the final Jingdou rebellion to the dagger in Taiping Courtyard, Li Yunrui had only died to his hands. Her heart had long died.
This was a strange and powerful woman. If Fan Xian didn't have that black chest, he would probably have long died to Yan Xiaoyi's hands. The entire situation in Jingdou would have long fallen into the Eldest Princess's control.
In the end, she was a woman. She was not the most powerful person in the world. Compared to the unfathomable Emperor, who no one knew how he had survived Dong Mountain, the Eldest Princess had a fatal weakness. Perhaps, it could be said that she had one more weakness than the Emperor — love.
Perhaps this love was absurd and awkward, but it was still love. What was love in the world? It made people promise to live and die for it. When Yuan Haowen wrote these two lines, presumably, he had not thought that there were so many people in this world who used their actions to enrich the meaning of these two lines.
There were infatuated children among people. Without question, the Eldest Princess was also an infatuated person. However, had she truly lost? In Fan Xian's eyes, it was not so. She had basically done everything she wanted to do in this life. Furthermore, the words she had quietly said by Fan Xian's ear at the end, although they didn't point anything out, had already planted a poisonous flower in Fan Xian's heart.
It was just like the poisonous blue flower that appeared at the corner of her brows in the last moment of her life.
Wan 'er threw herself onto the Eldest Princess's body and cried endlessly. Lin Da Bao was behind Fan Xian, pulling on the corner of his clothes. He looked at this scene nervously and confusedly, thinking, The Princess's mother is asleep, so why is my sister crying?
The Eldest Princess's face was still beautiful. With long eyelashes and blue flowers at her temples, she was like a sleeping beauty waiting for someone to wake her with a kiss.
Fan Xian looked at this scene. His heart was at a loss. He unconsciously spat out a somewhat unfamiliar phrase from his lips, "Jesus comme jesuis …"
This was a 14th century French poem. He remembered some fragments from a movie he had watched in his previous life. At this moment, those words reappeared in his mind, exceptionally clear.
"This is how I am.
This is how I am.
This is how I was born.
When I want to laugh, I laugh loudly.
I love those who love me. This shouldn't be my weakness.
Every time I love someone, every time I will love them.
This is how I am.
This is how I am.
I was born to please others, and this is something that cannot be changed.
I please those who make me happy. What can you do about this?
I love someone, someone loves me.
Like children in love.
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Jingdou sank into the greatest chaos. Although the Ye family and the Imperial Army had reduced the Qin family into crippled soldiers, driven them out of Jingdou, and controlled the nine city gates, the situation in Jingdou was even more chaotic than before. However, the situation in Jingdou was even more chaotic than before. Earlier, when the two armies were facing off, the common people of Jingdou had all cowered under their beds in their homes, not daring to make a single sound. Now that the situation was beginning to become clear, the frightened and dejected citizens finally summoned their courage and fearfully surged toward the city gates.
The common people of Jingdou often had their own poor relatives in the countryside outside the city. In such a dangerous moment, they wanted to think of a way to escape and hide. Otherwise, who knew whether or not the soldiers, who had gotten excited from the battle, would come and loot Jingdou after victory was decided.
Their worry was not without reason. At least, in Jingdou, a few wandering soldiers and subordinates who did not have strict military discipline had begun to loot as they chased each other. The streets and alleys were in chaos. Women's screams rang out frequently. Occasionally, sparks would shoot into the sky.
The Qing army's military discipline had always been strict. The chaos that had occurred was partly because of the terrible consequences that war would inevitably bring. It was also because this battle was an internal rebellion. Regardless of whether it was the Ye family, the Qin family, or the soldiers of the Garrison, they all felt an indescribable sense of disillusionment. The darkest part of the human heart began to rise.
Gong Dian did not lead his troops out of the city in pursuit. He immediately began to clean up the order in Jingdou. However, Jingdou was too big. It was impossible to completely control it in a short time. The common people of Jingdou could not wait for General Gong's cleansing operation. They knew the danger the remaining soldiers would cause after the battle. Putting their lives on the line, they surged toward the city gate that Gong Dian personally guarded. The scene was chaotic.
The silent Fan Xian was received by a small group of Dingzhou soldiers and Overwatch Council secret agents who had come out to receive him. He returned to Jingdou through another city gate, returning to his long-awaited home.
He did not rush back to the Palace or see Ye Zhong. Instead, he returned directly to the Fan manor. He had no time to comfort Wan 'er. He only asked about his father and King Jing's situation before pulling Teng Zijing to the side and giving him a few careful orders in a low voice.
Ever since the Fan manor had been surrounded, Teng Zijing had picked up a wooden stick and organized the guards and servants of the family to welcome the repeated edicts and harassment. Fortunately, Fan Jian was not in the manor, so the Fan manor had not experienced any major attacks. The remaining soldiers were no match for the Fan manor servants.
Fan Jian had always been good at training soldiers.
Teng Zijing listened to his young master's orders. His expression became cautious and he nodded his head heavily. He didn't ask for the reason. He didn't take too many conspicuous Fan manor servants with him. He quickly headed in the direction of the 28 Li Slope.
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