The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 447 - 443: Jun Ning, I Will Kill You (Part 2)

Chapter 447: Chapter 443: Jun Ning, I Will Kill You (Part 2)

Lan Xihe saw Ye Ying resolutely stand in front of Jun Ning, and her face showed a look of grief. She couldn’t understand, what was so good about Jun Ning? Why was he worth Ye Ying risking his life time and again to save?

Jun Ning’s life is a life, but isn’t Ye Ying’s own life also important? Can he really afford to act so recklessly?

Tears of heartache fell from Lan Xihe’s eyes, yet even so, she didn’t want anything to happen to Ye Ying. At the very moment when the scimitar was about to pierce him, she wanted to retract the scimitar.

But it was too late. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

She had exerted too much force, and the scimitar had already been thrown; it wouldn’t stop unless it tasted blood.

At this moment, the scimitar was getting closer and closer to Ye Ying, about to pierce Ye Ying’s chest.

Lan Xihe understood better than anyone how much force she used when she threw the scimitar.

She was aiming to take Jun Ning’s life.

Once the scimitar stabbed someone, that person would surely die.

She didn’t want Ye Ying to die.

Resolutely, she used the Shadow Step she had painstakingly learned over the years to escape danger, moving swiftly in front of Ye Ying like a shadow that couldn’t be caught.

The next moment, the scimitar pierced deeply into her heart, mocking her recklessness.

Lan Xihe was gravely injured; without any buffer, she immediately fell to the ground.

After the scimitar tasted blood, it also fell to the ground.

Ye Ying looked incredulously at Lan Xihe as she slowly collapsed in front of him. He froze for a moment, his lips moved slightly as if wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

Lan Xihe was gravely injured; after falling to the ground, blood flowed from her chest and she kept coughing up blood, looking like she couldn’t hold on for much longer.

Jun Ning cast a complicated glance at Ye Ying and hurriedly said, "Military doctor, where is the military doctor? Quickly, come over."

"Your Highness, please don’t worry, I’ll personally go find the military doctor!" Chao Jiu hurriedly said, then left.

Although Chao Jiu didn’t know about the conflicts between Jun Ning, Ye Ying, and Lan Xihe, he could see that at this moment, Jun Ning didn’t want to stand by and watch Lan Xihe die.

Seeing the blood on Lan Xihe’s chest flowing more and more, Jun Ning squatted in front of her, pressing on her wound to stop the blood from flowing uncontrollably, and said, "Hang in there!"

Lan Xihe glared at Jun Ning, suddenly her eyes turned red, and she dared not look directly at Jun Ning again. She didn’t know if it was because she suddenly remembered past events and felt ashamed towards Jun Ning, or if she was unwilling to accept Jun Ning’s help, internally resistant, yet couldn’t fight it, only to resign to this.

She sighed deeply again, after a long time, she weakly stretched out her blood-stained hand towards Ye Ying standing in front of her, and said weakly, "...Ye Ying!"

Ye Ying glanced down at her, then turned his face away, still showing extreme disgust, without any sense of affection.

Lan Xihe didn’t blame him, but instead said, "I can’t hold on... Beg you... I beg you... Just look at me once, okay?"

Her voice trembled, filled with a humble pleading, low as dust.

But Ye Ying ignored her.

Lan Xihe’s tears, like broken pearls, fell continuously down her cheeks and onto the ground. Soon, large tear marks appeared beside her face where she lay.

"Ye Ying, do you know? From the first day you started teaching me martial arts, I decided that I must marry you in the future..." Lan Xihe no longer begged Ye Ying to crouch down and hear her last words, she spoke on her own accord: "For that, I trained desperately, and even fell out with Jun Ning."

As she spoke, Lan Xihe glanced at Jun Ning. Perhaps an impending death grants clarity; she let go of those baseless resentments she had against Jun Ning, rationally and clearly telling him, "You were never wrong from start to finish, it was because I... I envied you, was jealous of you, hated you... So... the conflicts between us... It’s me who wronged you."

As Lan Xihe spoke, more and more blood flowed from her chest, Jun Ning pressed on her wound loudly to stop her, "Stop talking!"

"No, I have to speak. If I don’t speak now, it...it...it’ll be too late..."

Lan Xihe’s speech became difficult, her voice faint and fragile, struggling with each short sentence, and veins bulged from her neck.

Yet she insisted on speaking.

With a pale face, she continued, "I really can’t understand, why does Ye Ying like..."

"Ahem..." Ye Ying sensed Lan Xihe was about to say something she shouldn’t, coughed as a warning, and glanced at her.

Seeing Ye Ying’s warning gaze, Lan Xihe paused for a moment, changed her words, "Jun Ning, I... I really can’t understand, why the things I strive so hard to attain, you can easily obtain without doing anything?"

"Why? Why?"

Lan Xihe became emotionally agitated, struggling to sit up and demand an answer from Jun Ning.

Jun Ning, looking at the blood on her chest, said, "Don’t move, calm down."

"Why exactly?" Lan Xihe could not calm down nor could she heed Jun Ning’s advice to stay still, she continued to struggle.

Jun Ning didn’t understand what Lan Xihe truly meant by questioning Ye Ying’s love. To her query, he offered a simple, logical answer, "Perhaps because that thing never belonged to you!"

"Never belonged to me?" Lan Xihe looked unwillingly at Ye Ying, "Is that... that... the truth?"

As the words fell, without waiting for an answer, Lan Xihe closed her eyes and passed away.

The military doctor rushed over with Chao Jiu, but by that time, it was too late; he could only confirm Lan Xihe’s death.

After checking her pulse and heart rate, he said, "This person is already dead, no god could save her now!"

Jun Ning: "......"

"Ye Ying, Lan Xihe was once your wife, and now she has died protecting you. Do you..." Jun Ning closed his eyes, "Do you want to arrange her burial?"