Chapter 1095 Clearing the Scene
While crying after losing his virginity, Chen Qingle told the whole story. He wanted to fight, but the imperial power was supreme and he had no room to interrupt.
Unlike Chen Qingle who burst into tears, Chan Bi listened to Chen Qingle's narration with a calm face.
She took a deep breath, sat astride Chen Qingle's lap, held Chen Qingle in her arms who was crying with her face hidden, patted his back gently, stroked his hair and comforted him: "Master, don't stop. I cried for Chan Bi. You are a man who wants to stand upright in the Xuanlian Dynasty, so don’t show yourself like this.”
"Chambi understands, aren't they just like recycling the necromancy curse?"
"Chan Bi is born to the young master, and dead is his ghost. It is absolutely impossible for me to marry Feng Mu Mu! Since Chan Bi is going to be used to settle the western border, then let's use Chan Bi's body to calm down the chaos."
Hearing this, Chen Qingle stopped crying.
He hurriedly raised his head, grabbed Chan Bi's shoulders tightly, and said in horror: "No! You can't die! I don't want you to die!"
At this time, Chan Bi's red eyes were filled with tears.
"Now, Chanbi has only one chance of death!"
Chen Qingle hurriedly persuaded: "No! You don't have to die. Chanbi, I have already thought about it for you. You should marry Feng Mumu first to appease the people of the Miao Wu tribe. You wait for me in the Miao Wu tribe." Wait for me to kill all the princes and wait for me to ascend the throne! When the time comes, I will send my troops to the west and I will definitely force the Miao Wu tribe to hand you over. You are my queen, not Zihui or me. No one else but you.”
"That way Chanbi would be unclean and unworthy of the young master."
"Who said that!"
Chen Qingle waved her hand: "I don't care! I just want you to live!"
He shook Chanbi's shoulders and begged: "Chambi, just listen to me, okay? Stay alive and wait for me to pick you up! If you die like this, how can I feel at ease in the Xuanlian trial! By the way, you don't want to see me Are you going to ascend to the throne step by step? Do you really have the heart to die like this?"
Chanbi was very entangled in her heart, but when she saw Chen Qingle's pleading eyes, her heart immediately softened.
"Well, Chanbi will live for the young master. Even in the Miao Wu tribe, Chanbi will always pay attention to the young master's Xuanlian trial."
"Very good!"
Chen Qingle cried with joy.
He hugged Chan Bi tightly, as if hugging the last straw, but Chen Qingle didn't see it, but Chan Bi's eyes were full of despair.
One day after saying goodbye, the team that sent Chan Bi to marry into the Miao Wu tribe was already waiting at Jianlong King's Mansion.
Chan Bi wore a charming wedding dress, held Chen Qingle's hand, and stepped onto the sedan chair step by step. This scene was Chan Bi's most anticipated dream, but the person she married was not the man next to her.
Chan Bi sat in the sedan chair and looked at Chen Qing Le, tears welling up in her eyes. Chen Qingle wiped her tears and comforted her: "Wait for me, Chanbi, it won't be long. When I come to power, I will definitely get you back."
Chanbi nodded obediently: "Yes, sir, Chanbi is waiting for you."
Then the team set off, heading west, gradually disappearing into the horizon.
Chen Qingle stood at the door of Jianlongwang Mansion for a long time. Chan Bi's departure made him feel like a knife, but somehow, the uneasiness in Chen Qingle's heart was filled again. Because he knew that once Chanbi left, one of his major affairs would be settled, and the second prince's plot to bring him down would also fail.
As the sun went down, Zi Hui quietly came to Chen Qingle's side and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's time to go back and rest."
Chen Qingle turned her head and suddenly realized that Zi Hui was so charming under the afterglow of the setting sun, and her every move and smile was stunningly beautiful. He could see that Zi Hui had dressed up carefully.
"It's time to rest."
Zi Hui said shyly: "Then the prince is resting with me tonight?"
"Where else but over there?"
Zi Hui held Chen Qingle's hand and took him to her boudoir.
Midnight watch.
Zi Hui's screams sounded in the boudoir.
"My lord! No! Slow down, it hurts so much, please spare me!"
Zi Hui was lying naked on the bed, with a big iron-claw-like hand pressing her slender neck tightly, leaving purple-red bruises.
Chen Qingle pressed on Zi Hui with a ferocious face, attacking Zi Hui with one fatal blow after another.
"Bitch! Isn't this what you've always wanted? Ah! Can't you bear it now?"
"I'm telling you! No one can replace Chan Bi's position!"
Chen Qingle roared like a wild beast.
"No one can!"
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The next day, Zi Hui's devastated body collapsed on the bed, tears constantly falling from her eyes.
Chen Qingle dressed quickly without even looking at Zi Hui. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she shouted sharply: "Come here!"
Wow!
Chen Qingle's palace guards left and gathered in front of him.
These guards are all elites from the three major clans. There are twelve of them in total, and each of them is a master in the early stage of void refining. Chen Qingle rose into the air: "Follow me to the royal hunting ground!"
"As you command!"
Chen Qingle led Fengfenghuohuo to the royal hunting ground. This hunting ground was originally the most prosperous and lively place in the imperial capital. The nobles of the imperial capital often hunted leisurely here and talked about important events.
Since the Royal Hunting Ground was taken over by Chen Qingle, it has become completely deserted.
Chen Qingle opened the gate of the royal hunting ground and entered the already overcrowded royal hunting ground.
Since he took over the Royal Hunting Ground, all the prisoners of war sent here have been properly settled, waiting for him to ascend the throne and return to his hometown. For these prisoners of war, Chen Qingle is their heaven and their god.
As soon as Chen Qingle entered the Royal Hunting Ground, the grateful prisoners of war gathered around him, and cheers and shouts resounded through the sky.
Chen Qingle stood in the crowd, scanning the smiling faces, and thinking about what he would do next, he suddenly felt a pain in his conscience.
But this pain soon became numb, because Chanbi left, and Chen Qingle felt that his soft heart gradually disappeared.
Perhaps he no longer had to hide his true heart.
Does he, Chen Qingle, care about the lives of these prisoners of war?
He never cared. He did this before just to please Chanbi and to make these rescued prisoners of war grateful to him.
Now all of this is gone.
In his heart, there is only the cold warning of Emperor Xuanlian.
Chen Qingle opened his mouth, and the cheering crowd around him immediately quieted down. They were ready to listen to Chen Qingle's words as if they were receiving a heavenly grace. But what they heard was indeed the gentle cry of the god of death.
"Kill, leave no one alive."
Those who were grateful to Chen Qingle seemed to think they were hallucinating, and they all stood there, staring at Chen Qingle blankly.
But the twelve guards behind Chen Qingle did not hear hallucinations. They mobilized their magic power, and one spell after another and magic weapons slammed into the crowd.
In an instant, blood splattered and broken limbs flew.
The blood that was raised fell heavily in the crowd.
The surviving prisoners of war were drenched in the blood rain, and the reverence of the last moment suddenly turned into fear in the next moment.
The crowd screamed and fled in the blood rain.
Chen Qingle's twelve Lianxu guards left and scattered to pursue. The royal hunting ground has existed for many years, but there has never been a massacre of this scale and blood today.
The smell of blood and the screams of the fleeing crowd poured into Chen Qingle's mind one after another, gradually making him confused.
The pain of losing Chanbi, the urgency of the Xuanlian Trial, and the coercion of the Xuanlian Emperor. Mountains after mountains pressed down on Chen Qingle, and the pressure accumulated more and more. Chen Qingle's volcano finally erupted.
In an instant, the Xuanlian Sky Fire ignited on Chen Qingle, and Chen Qingle also joined the massacre.
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