ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
CHAPTER 99. Heart Stabbing Heart

"Sister Nan Chen?"

The king, dressed in his blue night clothes, looked as dark as a painting. He stood motionless, his eyes as if unable to withstand such a brilliant and dazzling light, the light of the sun burst through the wide open door.

"Your Majesty..." Concubine Huan was standing next to Xue Xue, her legs were as if glued to the door.

In his place, His Majesty Nan Chen's eyes did not blink, still holding the arm of Queen Lin Fanyin imprinted on his chest.

The warm sun seemed to be made of ice, shining coldly upon his body. All over his body as if soaking in ice water, the coldness expanded in an instant from a single point then to his fingers faintly attacking his hands and feet, his waist, and his fingers, then little by little enveloped his chest, his heart was pounding hard, soaring as if to jump out of his throat, his throat was sour and poignant, even his breathing became no longer smooth.

A few bodyguards in an instant caught Queen Lin Fangyin whose laughter suddenly echoed in that noisy room. Laughter that was like howling, while her tears flowed like they were in a mountain crevice.

"Sir...!!!"

"Your Majesty...."

The two women rushed towards His Highness Nan Chen without any regard for the queen Lin Fangyin who was thrashing in the vaults of several bodyguards.

The bodyguards who did not expect their queen to come early in the morning calmly asked to face because they would report the state of the Harem and ask for approval to take care of the crisis period in the harem by donating some of the jewelry in the possession of the the Harem occupants were concubines and unmarried sisters of the king.

"Hhhhhh..." The sound of his heavy breathing, just before his knees became trembling while holding his hollow chest. There the blood poured out like a spring.

Lin Fangyin's queen clothes had been entirely covered in fresh blood, her deathly pale face looked crazy and unnatural, her eyes were round red, bright and vile, after being held she was not thrashing, she said, just saying coldly, in a hateful voice, “They are all pel@cur, all should die, I have killed them one by one but they grow like mushrooms all the time. How hard I try to get rid of them, they always add up. I'm sickkkkk..." I don't know what was in his chatter between his wrath, the swearing out of his mouth did not stop.

Concubine Huan hugged the body of His Highness Nan Chen, while Xue Xue thinned the weight of her brother so as not to crash on the floor of the ice-cold hall. The guards who were about to capture the king's body immediately stepped aside. Binding Xue Xue smothered the wound with her hand.

"So don't hang on..." Xue Xue did not even care about the presence of Queen Lin Fangyin, she was too cynical about her brother's state.

"Devil, you don't deserve to hold her!!!" Looking at Consort Huan who was hugging His Majesty Nan Chen while crying, Queen Lin Fangyin roared, she was now trying to break away, in her hands clasped a dagger the size of a single adult screech, she was now trying to break free, but blood ran to the base. The little dagger with the handle of the deer antler was hidden in the pocket of the sleeve of his robe. The weapon he kept in his arm pocket was a tool for him to stab at the heart of his own heart, His Highness Nan Chen.

The anger and hatred that reached its peak, brought him so desperate to kill the king he loved so much.

"I will kill you also the cursed concubine Huan, if you hold my husbanduuuu...!!! No one else can have it! There ain't! Except me..." The cry mixed with the cry was like the long howl of a wounded wolf, breaking up the commotion inside the king's hall.

"Tabib!!! Hurry on!" Shouted Xue Xue no less loudly. His palm had been covered in blood holding the chest of his brother who was deathly pale.The red liquid even looked for a way through between his fingers, wetting the back of his hand. Tangisah Huan was so hysterical.

For the first time, Consort Huan felt that she could pierce through the eyes of this man and see the contents of his heart. Verily emanated from there was only a sense of tiredness, without the eyes of a delinquent teasing the mischievous as he danced in front of her.

"Your Majesty, please breathe well.the physician will come." Concubine Huan's whispers raspy, her tears falling like rain, she could see this man looking relieved after such a long period of distress.

"Hu.huan...." Call him softly in between his breath one by one.

"What...does.... I die..ma?"

"No, Your Majesty, you'll be fine..." Concubine Huan clasped His Highness Nan Chen's icy fingers.

"Sister Chen, hold on a little while longer." Xue Xue relaxed her puffy face, she was as firm as a man but currently propping up her dying older sister ya she felt herself weaker than wet cotton.

He lay like that there, in the arms of the concubine Huan, the blood in his wounds like springs of water, making his blue clothes that night look blackened with blood.

His eyes that began to twitch very calmly he looked towards the queen Lin Fangyin who was constantly trying to escape from the two bodyguards who were holding tightly to his left and right wrists.

"Queen..." His call was almost inaudible, in his eyes there was no surprise, no hatred he usually displayed in front of the queen Lin Fangyin, the eyeballs that were usually as if they wanted to jump while absorbing Lin Fangyin as they fought were now as calm as the five Color lake in winter.

"Why are you doing it now?" He asked so heavily and unapologetically, there was no anger in his rhythm, there was only an incredible fatigue etched into the bones, which came and rolled them all up, drowning the look on his handsome face.

Queen Lin Fangyin was stunned for the sake of hearing it, instantly her body was fixated on no longer resisting.

"You..you hate me, Fangyin? you really hate me..."

Lin Fangyin's tongue was muffled, the first time in his life to hear his name called as softly as that of His Highness Nan Chen's lips.

Outside the wind window rippled, shaking the wind rattles above the door, while on the floor, blood flowed meanderingly, the figures of those closest to him, hunting forward, stopping his blood flow, treating him.

Everything was like a voiceless stage actor, Xue Xue could not see anything, could not hear anything, could only watch her eyes stunned, an icy sensation creeping on her skin, to the bottom of his heart.

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