ging was indeed quite good. In this peaceful environment, her voice sounded particularly clear and bright, like silver bells. Even someone like Qin Luoyan who didn't understand opera would find it rat...Qin Luo'yan didn't expect that when someone she trusted held a sword to her neck, her heart would feel so cold.

"Grandma Liu, I always thought you were someone worthy of my respect. Over the past year of getting to know you, I've also considered you family. I never expected this... Perhaps I was blind. " Qin Luoyan felt a pang of sadness. She remembered how Grandma Liu would make soup in different ways every day during her pregnancy. It was hard for her to believe that the person who treated her like her own daughter could instantly turn into a devil.

She always believed that people have feelings. After so long together, could she really be so callous and hurt her

Grandma Liu's hand trembled as she gripped the sword, her face flickering with grief. She sighed, tears welling up in her eyes, "Luo Yan, I am sorry. But I have no regrets. Do you know what it feels like to watch all those you care about die before your very eyes Hundreds of people, their blood staining the soil red. All this calamity was caused by me, so I am a sinner. This life I've been atoning for my sins."

She sighed and said, "So, what I owe you, I can only repay in the next life."

Qin Luoyan didn't expect that Liu Po had experienced such a tragic event. No wonder her personality became so gloomy and she rarely spoke. If one carries the blood debt of hundreds of lives, it's indeed impossible to be carefree.

"Martial King, it seems you truly don't care about this woman's life or death. Luo Yan, I apologize... " Old Madam Liu said this, raising her sword slightly, as if she were about to cut off the woman's ear.

But in the distance, Fu ZiMo’s hand, which had been clutching the dagger tightly, was trembling slightly. The moment Liu Po’s sword descended, he spoke in a cold voice: “This King agrees!”

Liu Po's movements stopped abruptly, and she looked at Fu Zimu in disbelief.

Qin Luoyan was even more shocked. The more she understood Fu Zimo, the more she knew about his coldness and pride deep down. For her, a woman he called a toy, would he really give up his life

Qin Luo'yan didn't believe it, so she could only bite her lip and sob silently. However, in her blurry vision, she seemed to see Fu Zimu's hand raise the knife and bring it down.

Blood spattered everywhere, not even a whimper, only the cries of the dark guards and Kimu's hoarse roar of fury!

"Your Majesty!"

Each call of "Lord," echoed in Qin Luoyan's heart, she wanted to see everything before her, but tears wouldn't stop flowing, like a broken dam, flooding her vision. All she could see was a fleeting crimson red passing before her eyes.

No! She didn't see, so she wouldn't believe that Fu Zimuo had cut his own tendons with his own hands!

He is King Wu Xuan! He is no ordinary man. He bears the lifeblood of the nation of Nanyue on his shoulders. He is the king who strikes fear into the hearts of foreign nations, and the one who commands respect and wields great power within the court!

How could he, how could he destroy everything for her, for such a woman!

It's all her fault!

It's all her fault!

She became his weakness, she and the child became his burden!

Suddenly, she seemed to understand a lot of things. Standing in his lofty position, if he wasn't cold-blooded, cruel, and unyielding enough, then in the past, it would have been him who died instead of the enemy!

This time, he wasn't ruthless enough, so he lost!

"Fu Zi Mo, how could you... You can't! "Qin Luo Yan cried uncontrollably, choking back tears trying to wipe them away, but no matter how she tried, her eyes were always filled with tears. She wanted to see his appearance right now, whether he was proud, indifferent, or even resentful, she wanted to see it all!

"Lòuyān, it seems King Wǔxuān cares for you more than you imagined. Well then, that's good." Grandmother Liu seemed to let out a breath of relief, her sword momentarily relaxing in her hand.

Almost in that instant, Qin Luoyan only saw a flash of white light whistling past her ear, and then the sound of a dagger piercing flesh.

Before she could react to what was happening, the long sword around her neck rolled to the ground, falling along with Granny Liu's lifeless body.

Perhaps such a change made her forget to cry. Wiping away her tears, she finally saw everything before her.

The Dark Guards and the men in black were already fighting. In the chaos, Jinmu had arrived beside Fu Zimu. Fu Zimu fell into Jinmu's arms, his legs covered in blood, but his gaze was fixed straight ahead, on Qin Luoyan at the entrance.

Qin Luoyan almost crawled over to him, her hands frantically pressing on his wound as if trying to stop the bleeding. But blood still gushed out from between her fingers. She became increasingly flustered, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Alright, this king hasn't died yet, it's not your turn to mourn." Fu Zi Mo frowned tightly, but he raised his hand and stroked her face. He smiled with a touch of sadness, "I truly don't know what kind of poison you gave this king, that made this king do this for you. Woman, are you satisfied now"

Qin Luo Yan desperately shook her head, gripping his hand tightly, "Fu Zi Mo, I'm not satisfied! I...I want you to be alright!"

"Oh" Fu Zimo sneered, "Didn't you always want to escape from beside this king Don't you hate this king so much that you want to kill him"

"No!" Qin Luoyan covered his mouth with her hand, stopping him from speaking further. "I want to escape because I'm afraid of becoming the kind of woman who constantly fights for a man's affection and engages in infighting with other women. I want a husband who belongs solely to me, Fu Zimo! I never thought about you dying!"

Yes, even though he had once been cruel to her, she never thought of wishing him dead.

Fu Zi Mo fell silent, his gaze fixed on her face. Suddenly, he looked up and laughed, but this time his smile was laced with a hint of wickedness and cruelty.

He nodded, reached out and lifted Qin Luoyan's chin, slowly saying, "Qin Luoyan, you should be glad that you passed the test of this king, otherwise..."

Test

Qin Luo's heart skipped a beat, but her face betrayed an unmistakable confusion! Before she could ask a question, billows of thick smoke surged out from the tunnel. After a series of coughs, Mr. Zhou emerged with his child in his arms.

Guards were already waiting at the cave entrance. The moment Mr. Zhou appeared, they apprehended him.

So, Fu Zimo was prepared all along

At that moment, Qin Luoyan suddenly felt that the man in front of her was even more terrifying than she had imagined!

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