Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

Chapter 122 Sending You off... The Zhang Family

"You want to fight with me?" The long hair was wet and stuck to the Queen's chest, and the Queen's fingers wrapped around a lock of hair, playing with it flexibly.

"En." Gu Wanqing's hand holding the sword trembled violently.

"You think you can kill me?" The queen looked at him with interest, with a playful expression on her face.

"I can't kill you with my magic power, but this sword... belongs to the Immortal Venerable."

After hearing the words, the Queen let out a long sigh, bent down and put the little white rabbit in her arms on the wet ground.

"Go, get out of here, and you will be free."

The little white rabbit rolled its dark eyes a few times, and nodded three times towards the queen, before leaving with three steps.

A few wet petals fell on the top of its head, stuck to its hair, and ran away with it.

"Before this fight starts, can you promise me one thing?" The queen straightened her waist, and instead of looking at Gu Wanqing, she glanced over his shoulder and watched the little white rabbit go away.

"What's the matter? Just tell me." Gu Wanqing felt a little relieved when she heard this, "I will definitely do my best."

"Later...if I lose, please release the little demons here."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the rain curtain flew obliquely, hitting the person, causing pain.

Gu Wanqing lowered her eyes and was silent for a while, "I promise you, what else do you want?"

"If I lose, you will bury me here with your own hands."

"Okay, I promise you." Gu Wanqing replied tremblingly.

"Ask my maid to bring me a newly made robe," the queen closed her eyes, "I'll wait for you here."

"En." Gu Wanqing put away the sword, turned and left.

This time, he wanted to bet that the queen would not leave.

He entered the main hall in the rain, had a casual conversation with the maid, and returned back the same way with a brand new robe.

The closer you get to the garden, the more uneasy you feel in your heart. If you go further, maybe there will be no one there, and then the plan will fail, and Shen Yan's primordial spirit will dissipate.

Gu Wanqing knows that he is not a gentleman, but he also has the backbone and loyalty of a man.

He had already thought out a way out for himself, if he entered the garden and did not see the Queen, then he would be reduced to ashes with Shen Yan.

It's getting closer, getting closer, striding into the garden, there is no standing red in the distance, only half-knee-high autumn chrysanthemums are swaying in the wind and rain.

Although he made countless plans for the queen to escape, his hands still trembled uncontrollably, the clothes slipped from his hands, and the red clothes were instantly soaked by the rapidly falling raindrops.

He forced himself to be calm, raised his sword and continued walking along the wet bluestone path.

After turning two corners, he stopped suddenly, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

With heavy steps, he returned to the gate of the garden, bent down to pick up the red dress, and walked towards the bench step by step.

The bench was still there, and the raindrops splashed, but the figure on the bench was no longer heard.

Kneeling in front of the bench with a "plop", he brushed aside the messy hair on the queen's face with trembling hands, and took a serious look at this face for the first time.

This face is really beautiful.

Curved eyebrows, slender eyes, high nose, thin lips, the only fly in the ointment is the scarlet and uneven bloodstains washed by the rain at the corners of the mouth.

"Queen, I brought the clothes. Look, it's raining heavily again. Let me help you put on the clothes." Gu Wanqing's pale lips opened and closed, and she paused every word.

He stood up and leaned over to help the bone-chilling person on the bench, then put on her robe layer by layer and tied the belt.

"Queen, I'll take you...home."

The moment he embraced the person in his arms, finally, tears streamed down his face.

The cold flesh gradually hardened in his arms, more and more hard, but his arms hugged tightly, embracing the bone wrapped in the red clothes, and he refused to let go for a long time.

"If a person is heartless, he is not as good as a monster, and if a monster has feelings, he is like a human.

Everyone in the world knows that demons have no heart, but who knows that demons have feelings? "

"Tick tock tock" the sound of rain hitting the umbrella surface, mixed with familiar human voices.

Gu Wanqing slowly turned her head and looked at the person behind her.