With a bang, the gun was fired.
This was the third shot. Jun Xiqing had fired and the bullet was aimed at Lu Yeming's heart.
Lu Yeming's deep eyes reflected the bullet that was flying towards him. He was holding a gun and he knew that the bullet was going to hit his heart without a doubt.
She had always been intelligent and she had learned from his teachings.
He had lost.
He had really lost.
The corners of Lu Yeming's lips kicked up, he was dejected and self-deprecating.
At this moment, someone shouted, "Your Highness!"
Fan Men had arrived.
At the same time, a helicopter had arrived.
Jun Xiqing's bullet was aimed at Lu Yeming's heart. Lu Yeming didn't dodge and watched as the bullet was about to pierce through his heart.
At this moment, there was another gunshot.
A bullet flew over, piercing through Jun Xiqing's bullet with great force.
The bullet was deflected and fell to the side.
Lu Yeming was safe.
"Oh my god, who has such amazing marksmanship?" someone asked.
Jun Xiqing lifted her eyes. The helicopter was slowly descending and a tall figure stood at the cabin door. He was wearing a black t-shirt, army green trousers and a pair of heavy military boots. It was Xuan Ying.
The Silver Mask King, Xuan Ying, had arrived.
Xuan Ying threw the sniper rifle in his hand to one of his men and jumped down.
Xuan Ying walked over to Lu Yeming. "Your Highness, are you alright?"
Lu Yeming shook his head. "I'm fine."
Fan Men ran over, his eyes red. "Your Highness, you were shot twice. How can you be fine?"
Fan Men was on the verge of tears. His Highness was injured again and again. His Highness had suffered so many injuries during this period of time. To him, Jun Xiqing wouldn't rest until she killed his Highness!
"So it's the Silver Mask King, Xuan Ying. I was wondering whose marksmanship could be so amazing."
Xuan Ying's sudden appearance made Nine Nether and the Mu Family members tense up. They were instantly on guard. Xuan Ying's name had been resounding for the past three years. He was the most famous general in the world.
Everyone subconsciously touched the spears at their waists.
At this moment, Xuan Ying lifted his eyes and scanned the crowd. He was like a tiger in the forest, ready to pounce the moment he smelled the scent of blood.
No one dared to look directly at the powerful aura of a seasoned veteran.
Everyone lowered their heads guiltily.
At this moment, a deep and devilish voice rang out. "President Lu, Silver Mask King, you came to Jiu You to attend my sister's wedding. I apologize for not welcoming you earlier."
Dongfang Yu had arrived.
Everyone automatically opened up a path for Dongfang Yu to walk in front of Jun Xiqing.
"Qingqing, Brother has already said that it's dangerous for girls to play with guns." Dongfang Yu took the gun from Jun Xiqing's hands.
Jun Xiqing looked at Dongfang Yu. "Brother …"
Dongfang Yu reached out to stroke Jun Xiqing's hair, then looked at Lu Yeming. "President Lu, Qingqing, you two are even with this shot. There's no need to bring it up again."
"If you want to take Qingqing away, as her brother, I have no objections. As long as Qingqing agrees to go with you."
Dongfang Yu's personality was purer and more carefree than anyone else, and he understood things better than anyone else.
Lu Yeming's handsome face was a little pale, but his eyes were calm. He moved and walked forward.
"Your Highness!"
Fan Men called out, wanting to stop His Highness from going forward.
But Xuan Ying grabbed Fan Men's arm and shook his head.
Lu Yeming slowly walked in front of Jun Xiqing. He raised his hand, gently caressing her face.
Pressing his thin lips together, he murmured in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, you win. Do you still remember the bet we made three years ago? Whoever falls in love first loses."
Lu Yeming stretched out his arms, gently pulling Jun Xiqing into his embrace. His soft lips pressed against her hair and he planted a kiss on it. "Qingqing, I'm sorry. I … love you …"
I love you.
This was the first time he had ever told her that he loved her.
Jun Xiqing let him hug her quietly. She didn't reject him, nor did she respond. Her hands hung by her sides. "Lu Yeming, we're even now. You don't owe me anything in the future, and I don't owe you anything either. Let's end it here."
Lu Yeming tightened his arms around her, hugging her tightly. "Qingqing, why can't you give me another chance? It's just one chance. If I don't do well, you can still reject me. Why must you be so heartless?
"Didn't you always want my love? I've already given it to you. I love you, but you don't want it anymore.
"You said that we're even, but you're still torturing me. You're going to drive me crazy."
Jun Xiqing lowered her long lashes, placing her hands on his muscular chest and pushing him away. "It's too late, Lu Yeming. It's really too late. I don't need your love anymore."
With that, Jun Xiqing turned to leave.
Dongfang Yu looked at Lu Yeming. "President Lu, if Qingqing doesn't agree, you won't be able to take her away. Go back."
Dongfang Yu also turned to leave.
She left.
She didn't even look back as she left.
Lu Yeming froze on the spot, not moving a single step. His deep eyes watched her gradually disappear into the distance, until she disappeared.
His hands were clenched into fists, the veins on his knuckles bulging and his eyes bloodshot.
She didn't even want to give him a chance.
He reached into his trouser pocket and took out the broken porcelain figurine.
His finger gently rubbed the cracks on the porcelain figurine, and he let out a low and desolate laugh. "Heh."
At this moment, they heard the wedding march. The wedding had officially begun.
Lu Yeming stood at the top of the mountain, looking down.
Under the dim lights, all the guests had gathered. On the red carpet, Jun Xiqing held her brother Dongfang Yu's strong arm and walked up slowly.
This was a wedding without a groom.
But from now on, she would be Mu Yanfeng's wife, the Young Madam of the Mu family.
She would wait for Mu Yanfeng to return.
If Mu Yanfeng never came back, she would raise the child and take care of the Mu family.
This was her choice.
She didn't owe him anything.
So there was nothing wrong with her choice.
Lu Yeming thought back to the day when she was kidnapped. He was late by half a step and they were already at the ends of the earth.
If he had known that things would turn out like this, he would rather have been the one falling off the cliff instead of Mu Yanfeng.
The cold night wind blew, ruffling Lu Yeming's black coat. His figure seemed to blend into the cold night.
So love could hurt him so much.
Lu Yeming felt a metallic taste in his throat. Reaching out to touch it, his hand was covered in blood. He had vomited blood.
"Your Highness!"
Just as Lu Yeming's tall figure collapsed, he heard Fan Men's cry of shock.
When his vision returned to darkness, the corners of his lips curved upwards. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have learned to love.
Babies, there's more.
Ni Shang had written so many couples, and even the first couple had such polarized male and female fans. The first half of Mr Lu and Qingqing's story had officially ended, and the second half was about to begin. The first half was filled with scheming stuff, so the second half was about … love.
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