The Empress Behind the Veil

Chapter 62 It Turns Out You Want to Die So Much

Seeing the two of them being so serious, Zhuo Ying was unable to do anything about it either. He really couldn't say anything He could just lower his head and walk out of there.

After Zhuo Ying left, Kang Yong looked at Qin Ruojiu with a very sharp gaze then smiled coldly and said, “Good! Since when did you start using my commander to help you?! To the extent that he could instantly turn around and ask for help for you?!”

Qin Ruojiu who was still tied up on the execution wood smiled coldly and replied, “Aren't you going to kill me? bBnuh now, why still talk nonsense?”

Kang Yong who heard that raised his lips then walked a few steps forward and said, “Oh? You seem to want to die that way? Sure enough? Then the Emperor will not do what you want.”

Finished speaking, Kang Yong pulled Qin Ruijiu's hair back and asked in a cruel tone, “Tell me, what exactly did you do to Yuanran?”

Qin Ruojiu also let out a voice “Shh ..”, enduring the pain of her hair being grabbed by Kang Yong. His mouth was open and he tried to breathe.

“I didn't do anything.” Qin Ruojiu replied in a cold tone, looking at Kang Yong with a helpless look while enduring the pain.

Kang Yong was furious to hear that answer and pulled his hair even harder, “Junk, already up like this too, still not willing to confess?”

“I told you, it wasn't me who did this!” Qin Ruojiu replied in a cold voice and the look in her eyes was filled with anger.

“You ...” At that time Emperor Zhaolie was furious to the point of being unable to say anything. His two eyes looked sharply at Qin Ruojiu. After that he took off Qin Ruojiu's hair violently and pushed her away.

“Junk, how dare you harm Yuanran! You are even willing to risk your life to harm him! Alright I'll make you suffer more and make you wish you'd die soon!”

The punched Qin Ruojiu felt a pain in his head and his ears buzzed for a moment. A few seconds later, his eyes began to blur.

Soon he lost consciousness and no longer tried to save himself.

Emperor Zhaolie seemed to still be dissatisfied venting his anger. Looking at Qin Ruojiu who had suddenly fainted, her face now became even more cruel than before and directly ordered the attendant who was beside her angrily, “Quick here, pull her into a cell, and then, then flush him with cold water until he comes to his senses. I'll come again.”

Finished speaking, Emperor Zhaolie walked away with a sour face.

Besides sympathy, he also pity. This woman came to fight for her love, because of her weak self, she was easily played and trapped by others. It's really very cruel.

“Ah ..”.

There was only the sound of shouting inside Pavilion Xiaoyang. The heartless Emperor Zhaolie had already walked all the way outside, but he could not help but look back.

Physician Liu told him that Yuanran's disease was not only incurable, but could possibly get worse. Given that, Kang Yong's heart felt gloomy as well.

The grimacing sound of pain made Kang Yong feel even more unsettled. Why is it so hard for him to have a descendant?

He kept hearing the voice of the woman who was screaming loudly in his ear. Emperor Zhaolie who was already outside the Pavilion could not help himself anymore. He clenched his hand and immediately punched the wall beside him. The servants who were beside him were surprised and immediately knelt down and shouted, “Emperor do not be angry, Emperor do not be angry ..”.

“Let me in, what exactly happened to Yuanran?! I want to know!”

“Emperor ...”

Originally the servant who was there wanted to stop Kang Yong, but when he saw Kang Yong's eyes that were so cruel and cynical as if it could destroy the entire Xiaoyang Pavilion, it was, the servants did not dare to step forward and block him.

“Peng ...” The sound of the door opening as it was strongly pushed by Kang Yong.

He stood full of charisma and fury at the door. He looked like a god of hell who had just descended into the world.

When he saw the situation in the room, everyone was stunned.

Kang Yong staggered to see on the floor of the room, already strewn with white cloth filled with blood.