Emperor Jin

Chapter 230
"I always thought that it was you and Wanzhi who betrayed their promises together, but when I heard the truth that night, it was so painful. At that time, I lost my true energy and went against the fire. Only now did I wake up by chance..."

Jin Yuan lowered his eyelashes, trembling slightly like a black butterfly, glanced at the emperor, and said slowly: "Now I know you are innocent—but everything is irreparable."

"You killed my countless good ministers, you made me suffer all the suffering in the world—you even ruined my sister's life!"

She opened the wide sleeves, but underneath was not smooth skin, but shocking black scars like thorns, and there was no complete flesh and blood all over her body.

"We've already been unable to go back..."

She whispered dejectedly, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, like the manjusawa beside the Naihe bridge, beautiful, but with a dead ominous.

She silently untied her own sword, and the sound of gold and iron falling to the ground shocked everyone——

"Your new vigor is exhausted...you, end it yourself!"

The sun was cast from her shoulders, and the wind rolled up a banner like a cloud, which was as chilling as a black cloud pressing down on the city. Jin Yuan stood in front of her, with a slender figure and a face like ice and snow.

She... Maybe her heart is dead?

The emperor looked at it in a trance, as if he saw that ice-snow-like moving smile back then——

"Fate has made people so far, I have nothing to say..."

He murmured, a strange light rose in his eyes, like a falling sun, brilliant and dazzling, but disappeared in an instant——

"as you wish……"

The emperor swallowed the bloody smell rising from his chest, and slowly took the sword.

The blood mist exploded and sprayed into the sky.

Then, everything fell silent.

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Bao Jin stared blankly, almost thinking that he was in a dream.

Until the bright red meanders down and drops to the ground.

One o'clock, two o'clock, countless...

The blood color is bright and coquettish, flowing quietly under the sunlight, and the vermilion threshold is dyed even redder. This kind of red is reflected in Baojin's eyes, but it turns into the deepest nightmare.

Her mind was blank, and she stepped forward in a daze as if possessed, but she only had time to catch the body of the man who was unable to fall——

The emperor struggled to open his eyes, and everything in front of him gradually became clear at this moment.

Such eyebrows and eyes, the charm that once made him feel familiar, but with confusion and shock, he looked at him with tears in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, and the face in front of him became more and more vivid, it didn't look like anyone anymore, it was just the one he was thinking about——

"Bao Jin..."

He murmured her name.

A drop of hot tears fell on his face, the charming girl who always frowns stubbornly, finally held his hand tightly at this moment.

Her clothes were ragged, even with dried blood stains, but that tearful smile, in his eyes, was extremely bright and beautiful.

"Don't cry..."

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears in her eyes, but he stretched halfway, but he only felt that his whole body was light, and everything in front of him was gradually blurred and dark.

He seemed to see dark and ghostly vines sprouting branches and leaves rapidly, climbing up to him from the underworld.His whole body lost all strength and turned into a translucent cloud.

Severe pain began to wreak havoc on his numb chest again, and time brought him the last flash of sobriety. He smiled, and his eyes that had lost focus looked deeply into Baojin's eyes.

Baojin stared blankly——so clear and elegant, like a fairy, but with gentle warmth and love, just like the man in the green shirt when he first met him, and the lingering sound of the flute that night.

The moonlight at that time, thinking about it now, still feels like a dream...

Bao Jin held his hand tightly, and the next moment, his head tilted feebly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Baojin was trembling, not wanting to let go of his hand, he held it tighter and tighter, and then, he heard a soft voice from above: "He has already gone."

She raised her head, and Yun Shi's figure shrouded above, covering her from the glaring sunlight.

Yun Shi bent down, quietly looking at his former righteous brother.

"Big brother..."

He yelled, with tears in his eyes.

"I blamed you, I'm sorry..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yun Shi knelt down on his knees, solemnly paying respects. He remembered that the two had drifted apart before, and the rift between them had deepened, and he felt sadness coming from it—a marriage, in the end, it ended like this!

Those suspicions about each other, thinking about it at this moment, disappeared, and the death of the father who couldn't care about it finally proved that it had nothing to do with the brother-in-law.

He helped Baojin up, and the two of them were relatively silent, looking at the already frozen body on the ground, and the hands they were holding were shaking.

Yun Shi barely held back his grief, thought for a while, took off his robe without hesitation, leaned over, and covered it uprightly for his brother-in-law—a person is dead, and the corpse cannot be exposed in broad daylight.

Jin Yuan watched quietly from the side, and didn't try to stop it. The queen on the side finally woke up, sobbed, and was about to stagger forward.

Bao Jinteng stood in front of him and said expressionlessly, "You have no right to approach him."

(End of this chapter)