C13 Death of a Virgin

Only Qin Wuyang was meticulous and understood his thoughts, but he saw that Zhou Xianghai drank as if he were drinking water, so he tried to dissuade him, but he had nothing to say and could only signal Zhou Xianghai to stop. But where did Zhou Xianghai hear that? Not only was it making a ruckus, it even became more serious. He jumped up and started dancing, "Heh …" "Haargh!" Everyone drinks... The prince has already spoken... "The one who isn't drunk is a son of a bitch …

The drunken stupor had completely begun.

It was deep in the night.

Heavy footsteps sounded as someone pushed open the door and entered. As before, the person holding onto the huge jug of wine had already drunk quite a bit and his laughter sounded like a demon from the underworld: "Slut …" "Hah, you're not dead yet?"

He drank too much and his steps were a little shaky. He struggled to the side of the bed and heavily tapped her forehead with his finger. Should he say it or not? If you don't say anything, I will pull you out to sleep tonight... My patience has run out … "

She had already fallen into a semi-conscious state. No matter how much he roared, she could no longer hear him.

Lang Xie sprayed a mouthful of wine on her face.

It was as though he had tasted water, but licking it into his mouth was bitter. It was so bitter that it was astringent. Even so, she still desired more. Instinct dictated her will. She opened her mouth and murmured, "Water, water …"

Lang Xie King was already drunk to the point where he could not hear what she was mumbling about. The light of the lamp was so dim that it could not clearly reflect the expression on her face. All he could see was her messy hair piled up on the ground like a chicken's nest.

He crouched down and pulled at her hair, making it even more messy, "Bitch …" Liar... You liar... A virgin, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler, a swindler … I'm going to kill you... Liar... Wretched girl... You still pretend to be a virgin... Hahaha, you are f * cking the princess, it is all because of the crown prince, yet you still pretend to be a virgin … Wretched girl... That damned bitch … "Slut …

His devilish palm swayed under her dress, the pity of the past long gone. "Slut …" "Damned bitch …"

However, he was so drunk that even the desire of a man and a woman collapsed.

"Water, water …"

"Confess, quickly confess …" "Say, the crown prince, he …"

She took a breath. Her voice was still hoarse, making indistinguishable sounds.

Lang Xie was drunk. For some reason, he started laughing loudly again and staggered out while holding his wine jar. Outside, a beauty welcomed him with a coquettish voice, "Prince, where have you been?"

"Hahaha …" This King is here... "

"Tonight, we shall serve you well …"

He hugged the beauty's waist with all his might, and exerted all his strength, almost squeezing the woman's waist with his palm. The woman cried out in pain, "Your Highness …" "Please be gentle, please be gentle …"

He grinned evilly and pounced on her ruthlessly, "Slut …" You are all bitches... They're all slut … Liar... Women are all bitches … Hahahaha... "That slut …"

That night, her surroundings were empty and she was occasionally awake. She could hear the murmurs of summer bugs, and in a daze, as if it was beginning to rain, she flipped and stood up, but before she could steady her feet, she fell down head first.

His head hit the hard ground, and the blood didn't hurt him. He scrambled to his feet and pushed at the window, using all his strength to push it open, but the "clatter" in his ears was gone — just an illusion, a rain born of thirst.

It was a new day.

The weather was overcast and gloomy, as if the heavens had suffered some great injustice. They wanted to cry but were unable to do so.

Lang Xie King staggered back from outside. This time, he did not carry any more wine jars, but he still gave off a strong smell of alcohol.

The room was eerily quiet, not even breathing.

There was no one on the bed.

He suddenly came to his senses, and even the last trace of drunkenness was gone. Only now did he realize what terrifying thing he had done. He was flustered. Where was he?

The silence was too quiet to be feared.

He looked down and saw a curled up figure lying on the floor by the window, as if already dead.

He walked over in a few steps. It was none other than the virgin. Her eyes were tightly shut and her clothes were tattered. Her hair was even more disheveled, like a clump of weeds, dried up like a human's.

"Pure Maiden …"

He crouched down and tugged at her hair.

She suddenly opened her eyes as two droplets of blood rolled out from her eye sockets. Her two hands waved wildly and one of them actually grabbed onto his clothes. She clutched it tightly and shouted three times, "Water, water, water …"

He was about to pull her hand away when her hand loosened and she slipped. Everything that had just happened seemed to have happened in a short period of time. Then her eyes closed and she could not open them again.

Lang Xie was stunned and immediately picked her up, "Quick, someone, bring some water …"

A bowl of water was brought to him. He opened her mouth and poured it into it, but she couldn't swallow. Her eyes were still tightly shut.

Great fear seized him. For the first time in his life, he felt afraid. He hugged her tightly and spoke incoherently, "Su'er, don't die …" "Witch, don't die …"

When the guard who had sent the water saw that he was at a loss, one of them immediately said, "Quick, grab her …"

He woke up and immediately grabbed her, but after a long time, there was still no breath from her nose.

"A virgin... What happened to her? A virgin? "

His voice trembled so much that one of the guards stepped forward and put his hand on her nose. "Your Highness, she is already dead."

"Dead?"

His heart sank, his hands loosened, and she almost fell to the ground. However, he held her tightly, not daring to relax for even a moment.

"Your Highness, this assassin is already dead."

"Dead? How could she die? "

"He's really dead, there's no more aura."

A chill slowly spread out from her body, like a token from a fireplace, piercing her lungs.

Qin Wuyang's voice could be heard from outside, "Your Highness, it's time for us to depart."

He was oblivious.

Qin Wuyang and the others thought that something had happened and immediately rushed over. However, they saw that Lang Xie was holding the girl in a daze and his eyes were filled with confusion. He muttered to himself, "She's dead …" She's dead … "The virgin is dead …"

Qin Wuyang was also shocked and immediately reached out his hand towards the girl's nose. Where was the trace of her scent?

"My prince, he really is dead …"

At this moment, Lang Xie was completely awake. He almost jumped up and said viciously, "How can he die? How could she die? He definitely wouldn't die … She hadn't even confessed yet, so how could she die? Quick, someone, bring this king's horsewhip... Women were all like this, neither beating nor confessing … Someone, go to torture … "With her massive stature, there's no need to worry about her not confessing …"

Zhou Xianghai did not know the seriousness of the situation and shouted, "If everyone is dead, how are we going to torture them? Whip the corpse? "

When Lang Xie heard the words "Flay Corpse", his hand loosened and the woman in his embrace fell to the ground. This time, she did not cry out in pain, and instead of being curled up like she was before, she fell straight down.

He had truly become a dead body.

Qin Wuyang looked at Lang Xie who had lost his soul and scattered his gaze. He knew that he was not mourning for the girl's death, but rather that his authority had been taken and that there was no hope for his future. Qin Wuyang's mood was extremely dark and gloomy.

He made a prompt decision. "Your Highness, it's time to leave."

Lang Xie actually had no idea for a moment, "A virgin is … A virgin, she … "

"Someone, bury Miss Su."

"Yes."

The two guards went forward to drag the body away. Just as they were about to leave, Lang Xie King suddenly rushed over, "Let her go … She faked her death … This swindler must be faking his death... She would never really die … "Let me see it again …"

An Assassin, of course, had undergone extremely arduous training. Ordinary people would die in seven days if they lost food, but if they lost water, they would die in three days. But she was an assassin. Based on the training she had received, she should have at least survived for seven or eight days. Why did she die so hastily?

His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed her shoulders and shook her fiercely, "Don't pretend to be dead … Liar, don't play dead … You can't fool me... You can't fool me anymore... Fake... "I know you're pretending …"

Qin Wuyang took a step forward, placed his hand on her nose, and said in a deep voice: "Prince, she is indeed dead."

He had lost all of his breath and his body started to feel cold. This was a dead man, no different from a dead man.

"She hasn't had any water for three days …" It should be dead! "

Lang Xie's grip loosened and his entire body went limp. Qin Wuyang gestured for the guards to lift Su Nu's body again. This time, Lang Xie Wang did not follow.

After Qin Wuyang gave his orders, he immediately signaled to Zhou Xianghai. The two of them supported Lang Xie Wang from his left and right. Just as Lang Xie was about to turn around to look, Qin Wuyang said in a deep voice, "Death will not come back. Your highness needs to be careful of other assassins! "

Lang Xie's heart turned cold and he was speechless for a long time.

He walked to the door and saw that the carriages were already lined up, waiting for his order.

Right at this time, ear-piercing laughter could already be heard. "Royal brother, Royal brother … "Good news, great news …"

Lang Xie forced himself to calm down and stand straight.

The Crown Prince casually walked in and was surprised when he saw him, "Royal brother, why do you have such an ugly expression? What happened? "