025 “Rebirth of the Grand Favor (H, 1v1)” Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Nightmare Part 2

That was the last time he released in her body.

In the empty hall, her subtle moans and his suppressed breathing were intertwined.

Zhuobai exploded in Shen Qi’s body, and the uploaded dragon root weakened, but he still pressed Shen Qi’s waist and pushed it maliciously a few times.

Then, he stood up and left, leaving her alone.

Until the day when she put on a red wedding dress and married to the North Country instead of Su Lianxue.

That day, those green hairs that had been entangled on Shen Chonghua’s fingertips were all tangled up, and the curtain of golden tassels in front of her forehead perfectly covered her rouge-red face, just like looking at flowers in a room.

That day seemed to be the first time Zhong Hua saw Shen Qi apply powder, draw eyebrows, and dot her crimson lips.

Shen Qi got married in Su Lianxue’s place, and the wedding dress she wore was tailor-made for Su Lianxue.For Su Lianxue’s slender figure, Shen Qi’s clothes were a little too big for her. Zhong Hua caught a glimpse of Shen Qi’s delicate and long collarbones and realized for the first time that Shen Qi was thinner than he thought.

But it was such a thin body that once fought one against ten, using flesh as a shield to block those fatal swords and swords.

Shen Qi lowered his eyes, dark and calm, while Zhong Hua looked at her, but his eyes gradually deepened.

Now Su Lianxue has changed her identity, nominally from the eldest lady of the General’s Mansion to the unknown second lady raised by the General’s Mansion, and she was recently named Princess Chunjia by Zhong Zhonghua.

Su Lianxue stood next to Shen Chonghua, holding a pot of wine, and whispered to Shen Chonghua softly: “Brother Chonghua, it’s getting late, give me some wine and practice with my sister.”

This generation’s practice of wine has finally become a practice of wine.

“What a marriage! What a friendship between two countries! I don’t need these things!” Shortly after Shen Qi left, Zhong Zhonghua was drunk alone in the palace and suddenly became furious: “Why do I need a woman to protect my world!”

Zhong Hua suddenly understood, but it was too late and it was too late.

When Shen Zhonghua galloped and led the crowd to chase after him, Shen Qi stood alone and disheveled, standing at the edge of the cliff, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Behind her, the setting sun was like blood, and the wind and sand were swirling.

Her originally delicate and complicated bun was scattered and blown by the wind, and her bright red wedding dress was like blood. The bleeding sword from her hand stung Zhong Hua’s eyes.

“Shen Qi.” Zhong Zhonghua dismounted and walked towards her alone, but Shen Qi held the sword tightly and stepped back, about to fall off the cliff.

Zhong Zhonghua frowned and shouted coldly: “Come here!”

If Zhong Hua understood his own heart, he would definitely know that he was worried about her and that his heart ached for her injured body and her helpless eyes.

Shen Qi didn’t move.

Speaking of which, this was the only time she disobeyed his orders.

Zhong Zhonghua took a step towards Shen Qi. Shen Qi did not retreat, so he took another step.Until Zhong Zhonghua was convinced that Shen Qi would not move or jump off the cliff, he strode towards Shen Qi with rapid strides.

His heart was tormented, anxious, and also scared.

“I won’t let you leave.” He walked up to her and hugged her into his arms, his movements not very gentle.

Shen Qi let him hold her, with no surprise or joy on her face. She just told him close to Shen Zhonghua’s beating heart: “Your Majesty, I can’t go back.”

In the end, Shen Qi still regarded Zhong Hua as her master, just like she had always done. Apart from being unable to control her emotions, she had never gone beyond it.

In the end, She Zhonghua finally hugged her tightly, and she finally got close to the chest that was once out of reach. Even when she was close to his heart, she still did not forget her identity.

She, Shen Qi, is Zhong Zhonghua’s slave.

“I’ll take you back.” Zhong Hua’s tone became anxious. He held Shen Qi’s thin shoulders tightly with his hands, thinking that she was really too thin. He had to eat a few more bowls of rice and eat meat every time he went back to support his body.

“I can’t go back…” Shen Qi repeated, but her voice was not as calm as the previous sentence. It was trembling, revealing her fear and helplessness.She said: “There is nothing left…I have nothing left…”

Shen Qi trembled in Shen Chonghua’s arms, and Zhonghua’s heart twisted in pain.He almost blurted out and growled at her in his usual strong and domineering tone: “Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you!”

Hearing what Zhong Hua said, Shen Qi calmed down and stopped shaking.

Zhong Hua heard Shen Qi smile softly in his ear, and Shen Qi said, “I have served your majesty for fifteen years, but today is the first time I know that your majesty also loves to joke.”

Shen Qi wants to be sincere.

Wanting someone to love her.

Want a child.

Wants a home that belongs to her.

Want a simple life.

Shen Qi smiled again. She knew that she wanted too much.That’s why she couldn’t even protect the only child in her belly that belonged to her.

That glass of wine…

The cup of bitter wine that went down his throat extinguished the last spark of fire in Shen Qi’s heart.

Shen Qi felt cramping in her abdomen, but what hurt more than her abdomen was her heart.

She had thought that her heart, riddled with wounds, would never hurt again.

Shen Qi stretched out her hand, as if hugging the man in front of her. She had always wanted to hug him before, but now she didn’t want to, but she hugged him instead.

Shen Qi asked Zhong Hua: “Your Majesty, if this slave really wants something, will you promise me something?”

Zhong Zhonghua hugged her tightly and said, “You have no joke.”

“I hope… that if there is an afterlife… I will never meet you, Your Majesty again…” Shen Qi said: “If there is an afterlife… if there is an afterlife… after all… my hands were stained with blood for Your Majesty… the smell of blood… still cannot be washed away…”

After saying that, Shen Qi’s hand behind Shen Chonghua’s back raised the sword she had been holding tightly, and when everyone in the distance thought she was going to kill the king, she cut her jade-like neck ruthlessly and quickly.