The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent Chapter 276 Method of Resurrection

Blood, eyes dyed red, sticky liquid dripping from the corners of the forehead and flowing down the direction of the eye sockets,

The sound of weeping and pleading rang out at the same time, inexplicably, like the voices of a young man and a young woman in an opera.

Wei Qingjue slowly used his fingertips to wipe away the blood that was about to flow into his eyes, but after his fingers were stained red, he made an impatient "tsk" sound, as if he hated the red mark.

"Have you figured out how to explain it?"

He gently pushed the knife in his hand forward. How could soft skin block such a sharp tip of the knife?

Yun Jiao screamed and cried bitterly. All the water in her body seemed to flow out. She lay on the ground in a mess. One of her eyes was dug out and rolled outward, covered with dust.

"I didn't do it. It wasn't me! It really wasn't me! It was him, Ning Sinian, who did it. He's a lunatic!"

In panic, her tone became extreme, and she pushed all the faults onto Ning Si Nian who was nailed to the wooden frame.

There were too many people here. In this once cold courtyard, the heavy snow had not stopped, but it was much lighter than before.

Wei Qingjue suddenly thought of the woman he loved lying alone on the white snow in such cold weather, waiting for the blood in her body to drain out and then die miserably.

The nerves in his temples seemed to be throbbing, and he was tense to prevent his rage from pouring out all at once. That would be too easy.

How could death, which is so easy, be achieved by these sinful guys?

The moment the healed eyes opened, what they saw was Yun Nian's body, which Yun Shuo had carefully preserved.

He froze in place, almost unable to believe that the originally pure, soft girl would become so miserable.

He didn't remember how he left. When he finally regained his composure, there were only three people left alive in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It is really very simple to find out the truth of this matter. A woman of unknown origin and a madman who regards power as life.

These two people actually dared to collude with each other and attack Yun Nian, and the person who claimed to like her actually became an accomplice.

"The manual knife? This one?"

The tip of Wei Qingjue's knife was as gentle as a lover's whisper, but the blood that flowed out was not like that. Bai Ju wanted to cover Yun Jiao's mouth, but was stopped by Qian Hui.

He knew that perhaps only their screams could make the king feel better.

"How dare you, a villain, get your hands on something I cherish? How dare you!"

The scream suddenly stopped, Wei Qingjue's hand exerted force, and finally only the smooth cut surface was left on Yun Jiao's hand.

"Oh, it seems it's not this one, then let's take the other one as well."

Madman, this must be a madman. Ning Sinian was hung up, trembling all over. The power and strength he longed for was in the hands of an even more terrifying person.

He had no idea that Yun Nian and Wei Qingjue had a relationship. If he had known earlier, he would have definitely given her up to her!

A foul smell came over, Bai Ju covered his nose and looked at the once complacent prince with disdain.

"Oh, yes, and you too. I've already stepped back, but why are you still so stupid? Just be a good husband and make her happy. That way you'll be satisfied, and I'll be satisfied too."

Wei Qingjue raised his eyes, his sight mixed with red and green, as if he had just noticed this guy whom he had once envied to the extreme.

"I like her so much, I love her so much, I never dare to force her, even if I lock her up, it is in a gorgeous cage, and all the things are prepared with the best quality."

"But what did you do?"

His eyes fell on the three people from the Prime Minister's Mansion who were tied up and Zuo Mingyuan Xiyu.

Are these people who Yun Nian once trusted the most actually so crazy as to impose their own selfish desires on her?

Damn it, damn it. If he had known this would happen, no matter how sad Yun Nian was, he would have kept her by his side for the rest of her life. This would be better than hearing the news of her tragic death.

For a moment, Wei Qingjue vaguely thought he heard her softly calling his name.

But when I opened my eyes again, I could only see people kneeling on the ground.

There were few intact patches of skin left on Yun Jiao's body. As for Ning Sinian, the torch was placed under him and the wine was poured on him. The expression on his face looked extremely scared.

"What? You can't stand it? Then when she was hurt by you, wasn't she afraid?"

"Oh, Ning Sinian and Yun Jiao killed her, but you are not much better. It was you who encouraged their actions and condoned their viciousness. It was you who killed her."

"Me too……"

Wei Qingjue's tone became low at last. Even if he didn't get close to her, he could still keep an eye on her news. Why did he deliberately avoid her? Why did he miss her desperate cries?

His head was throbbing all the time. Was it the pain from the heartache? He couldn't tell. He only knew that someone had to pay the price for this.

"I will poke holes all over your body first, and then let you enjoy the pain of being cut into pieces, okay?"

He spoke softly to Yun Jiao and Ning Sinian,

"Don't worry, you will die soon. The old man's medical skills are very advanced. I can ensure that you can stay awake and suffer until the last moment."

At this moment, in the eyes of others, Wei Qingjue was like a demon from hell, with his human shell stripped away, leaving only his paranoid heart.

Yun Jiao was almost scared to death, but her body was in so much pain that she couldn't faint. She didn't care about anything else and told all her secrets.

"I'll tell you everything. That bitch... Yun Nian still has a way to revive! Really, I promise!"

The man who was about to take action glanced at her, and his sharp gaze made her tremble.

"Everything I said is true, Keluo. The Keluo royal family has a kind of witchcraft that can revive the dead."

As if she was afraid that Wei Qingjue would not believe her, she tried to please him with a sly face.

"Really? I used a magic trick that was popular in Dongling Brothel to successfully make the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion believe me."

Yun Shuo looked over with a look of surprise and anger, while the Prime Minister and his wife were struck by lightning.

"What did you say?"

"But it's not entirely my fault. If they hadn't been a little shaken in their hearts, how could they have been affected by me? They asked for it!"

Yun Jiao's expression was filled with resentment.

"It's your fault. You didn't find me in time. If I had treated Yun Nian the same way from the beginning, I wouldn't be like this now!"

The tall man could no longer listen to the arguments. There was only one thing on his mind, and that was resurrection.

Keluo, the land he had decided not to set foot on, now gave him a reason he could not refuse.

"Ah……"

He sneered, grabbed the sword in his hand and strode away.

The soldiers fighting on the battlefield desperately shouted words of encouragement, and suffered heavy casualties. It was only until the end that Wei Qingjue, who stood in front of Korlo with wounds all over his body, finally smiled.

"I didn't expect that our next meeting would be under such circumstances. So, could you please tell me about the witchcraft related to resurrection that you have hidden?"

But Ke Er Luo didn't know. Even if his limbs were cut off, Wei Qingjue still couldn't get the answer. It didn't matter. He could find it himself.

After turning almost the entire Keluo Palace upside down, he finally saw the messy symbols at the bottom of the well where he used to be.

If you want to revive a person, you must offer the heart of the person who loves her the most. Only when your faith is strong enough, there is a slight possibility of resurrection.

"So it's that simple..."

Wei Qingjue chuckled, bright red blood dripping from his body. The scorching sunlight shone from the wellhead onto his back, and his shadow shrank into a ball under him.

"Don't be afraid, Nian Nian, I will bring you back to life."

The sharp tip of the knife was pointed at himself. Without wavering a muscle, Wei Qingjue thrust the knife straight into his heart without any hesitation.

This kind of force is enough to dig out the heart.

Only in this way can Yun Nian be resurrected.

Wei Qingjue was so sure,

But a soft sigh sounded next to my ear, and a pair of soft, boneless hands grasped the tip of the knife.