Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 231

At this time, the camp's felt curtain was suddenly lifted, and a Yuexi guard walked in with a sword in her hand.

Yin Sheng was so frightened that she immediately shielded Wei Yuanwei behind him.

"Princess, it's me." Xuan Li lowered his voice.

Yin Sheng excitedly stepped forward to grasp Xuan Li's finger. "Guard Xuan, was it the Duke that sent you to save the w.a.n.gfei and me?"

Xuan Li embarra.s.sedly pulled her hand away from Yin Sheng's finger, as he nodded indifferently.

"Then let's hurry." Yin Sheng emotionally supported Wei Yuanwei as they walked out.

Xuan Li raised her hand to stop the two of them, "Your Highness said to wait for your orders. "I'll have to trouble w.a.n.gfei first."

Yin Sheng was confused. She did not understand why the Prince would send Xuan Li to save them but would not let them leave.

Wei Yuanwei just indifferently sat at the side of the table. Even though the cold wind outside was howling, she could clearly hear other sounds, the sounds were extremely soft, like the sound of bones breaking.

The candle flame danced in the wind, and under the gloomy light of the candle flame, Wei Yuanwei clearly saw that the tent was dyed with a thick layer of color.

Wei Yuanwei instantly understood that this seemingly calm outside world was perhaps undergoing a silent ma.s.sacre.

Perhaps it was because the doctor was paying attention to the patient, but Wei Yuanwei's face surfaced in her mind. She hoped that she could escape this calamity.

This ma.s.sacre lasted almost until daybreak. When Wei Yuanwei and her group walked out of their tents, they were shocked by the scene before them.

Some of them even had fearful expressions on their faces, while others had their necks broken. Their heads and bodies were bent in an odd curve, and the entire encampment reeked of blood, even the fog in the morning was dyed with a layer of blood.

The surviving women, children and elderly people were pushed around by the Eastern Chu soldiers, their faces filled with fear and sorrow.

"Ah Lan?" Wei Yuanwei slowly walked into the group of people, but she did not find Ah Lan.

"We found the King of Yuexi." A soldier excitedly pulled King of Yuexi's body out of the pile of people. He used his blade to chop off King of Yuexi's head, then used the tip of his blade to pick it up, and let out an excited whistle.

He carried King of Yuexi's head and walked out, blood flowing along the blade tip.

In a battle between two armies, one would be rewarded if they could decapitate their leader. No wonder these soldiers were so excited, but this scene felt a little cruel in Wei Yuanwei's eyes. She could not help but vomit.

The actions of the soldier obviously made the people of Yuexi angry. They pushed and pushed the guards unarmed, causing Xuan Li to immediately go forward to take a look.

Yin Sheng bowed and helped her support her back.

Beside the two of them were piles of corpses. The fingers of one of the corpses wielding a scimitar moved.

Suddenly, from the pile of dead bodies, a Yuexi person holding a curved blade chopped towards Wei Yuanwei. Yin Sheng immediately used her own body to cover herself in front of Wei Yuanwei, causing the sound of a sword slashing into flesh to ring out.

The man used up all his strength, and with a strange smile on his face, he fell backwards onto the ground.

"Yin Sheng." Wei Yuanwei trembled as he held onto Yin Sheng, and she could even feel the temperature of Yin Sheng's body dissipating bit by bit. She hugged Yin Sheng tightly, attempting to pull her back from the gates of h.e.l.l.

She had already lost too much, and her heart was as dead as ashes. If she lost Yin Sheng again, she didn't know how she would have been able to continue on.

Yin Sheng pressed all the strength in his body onto Wei Yuanwei's body and all he could feel on her back was blood. She trembled as he hugged Yin Sheng: "Yin Sheng, why are you so stupid.

Wei Yuanwei held onto Yin Sheng's bleeding wound and stared at his with wide eyes in shock and fear. She had even forgotten how to cry.

She said that she wanted Yin Sheng to live a good life, she said that she wanted to make him more and more beautiful, so that she could confidently and boldly chase after Xuan Li. She had promised too much.

The cold wind carried the thick smell of blood as it blew past. Wei Yuanwei felt as if her entire body was freezing, as though she had fallen into an ice cave.

Yin Sheng's face was pale, her lips trembled a few times. Wei Yuanwei placed her ear next to Yin Sheng's mouth, and only heard a soft voice: "Master. Yin Sheng can't accompany you anymore. You have to be fine. "

Yin Sheng did not finish speaking those words before slowly closing her eyes, her two arms hanging by her side.

"Yin Sheng!" A miserable wail rang out from the vast plains. This sound was heart-tearing and lung-splitting, causing everyone to be moved.

Wei Yuanwei looked at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, and felt her heart becoming gloomy.

Everyone looked at Wei Yuanwei, and when Xuan Li walked over quickly, her heart skipped a beat when he saw the silent Yin Sheng. Even though he didn't like Yin Sheng, he didn't hate her. She was a good girl, and the majority of his clothes were made for him by Yin Sheng.

"My condolences, Princess." Xuan Li's face turned dark.

He wanted to bend down and pick up Yin Sheng's body, but Wei Yuanwei suddenly pushed him away, and she looked at Xuan Li with bloodshot eyes: "Xuan Li, you have to remember this person.

Wei Yuanwei felt her heart convulsing. She had never felt such pain before, even when she watched the Wei Family members being beheaded and Yun Xie abandoning his, because they had once hurt his before. She would not feel grief for the people who had hurt his, and she would wipe away his sorrow.

It was as if her body was placed in a frying pan to bear the torment. Her Yin Sheng was like a ray of sunlight that warmed her heart on her darkest day, letting her know that there was at least one person in the world who truly treated her well. Even if she was abandoned by her family and betrayed by their love, Yin Sheng would still be able to follow and warm her for her entire life.

And now, this person had become an ice-cold corpse, and Yin Sheng was no longer a person. This strand of sunlight and warmth was no longer in her heart.

Wei Yuanwei carried Yin Sheng and walked toward the carriage step by step. Every step was so heavy and difficult, and every step was extremely heart-wrenching.

The cold wind was bone-chilling, and his heart was as cold as ice.

Yun Xie's long figure stood by the side of the carriage, her white clothes fluttering in the wind. He was still as spotless as ever, with a n.o.ble aura, as if the bloodiness of the gra.s.sland had nothing to do with him.

Yun Xie watched as Wei Yuanwei walked over slowly. Her body was covered in blood and his eyes were filled with coldness.