Chapter 1662

Without Xichang Diji, for the sake of safety, an will not kill the boy at once.

Because Ann needs a stable heir!

When a young man hibernates, he may not have no chance to turn over in the future.

However, he is still too young. In the face of these mental pressures, the way to deal with it is suicide.

When Hua Yuan arrived, the young man's body had been collected, put on clean clothes and put on light makeup on his face. At this time, his eyes closed. It didn't look like he was dead, but more like he slept. After dawn, he would open his vibrant pure eyes

The minister an who stayed behind got up from his bed when he heard the wind.

"Who killed the young master?"

A grumpy old minister, dressed in plain clothes and tied with a white tie around his waist, rushed over with fright.

As soon as he arrived, he fixed his ferocious eyes on Xichang Diji.

"Is it you, a witch..."

The old minister has heard of the scandal a while ago, but he will not give up the young Lord who grew up for a defeated emperor Ji.

Even if it is a scandal, it is also the fault of the woman. It is natural for him to abandon Xichang emperor Ji and keep the young Lord.

These days, he thought about how to save the young man's life, tried to find problems from Xichang Diji, and left all the pots on her. If not, he can only take risks and send the dead to kill Xichang Diji. Unexpectedly, before he could take action, the little Lord had poisoned himself. Looking at the boy lying on the bed, he saw that his chest was no longer undulating, and suddenly he felt sad from his heart

Xichang Diji saw that the old minister pulled out his sword and wanted to kill her. She was so frightened that she turned pale and screamed loudly.

Hua Yuan raised his hand and grabbed the old minister's wrist. With a little ingenuity, he loosened the handle of the sword in pain and said angrily, "have you had enough!"

The old minister said, "this evil woman must die today!"

Somehow, since entering the house where the teenager committed suicide, Hua Yuan felt a little stuffy in his chest and felt some pain carefully.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but it also put his reason on the verge of collapse and became irritable.

The old minister pulled out his sword and fooled around at this time, which directly angered Hua Yuan.

He pushed away the old minister, and he almost didn't stand firm. It seemed that his brain was temporarily ischemic, which made the scenery in front of him flicker.

"Get out!"

Hua Yuan denounced the old minister.

The old minister said, "the young master was forced to death by a bitch. Even if I risked my life, I would have to save her!"

Xichang Diji screamed and hid behind the maid. When she heard the old minister's scolding, she couldn't help echoing.

The old man was right.

Isn't Hua Yuan the bitch in his mouth?

There was chaos in the house. One after another came up to stop them. Some stopped the old minister and others stopped Huayuan.

No matter whether the young died in glory or disgrace, the dead were big, and the bodies of others were just cold. They can't make noise here and disturb the dead.

What's more, the two of them fought in front of the dead body. It's really disgraceful.

"I'll let you go!"

Hua Yuan raised his hand, waved his sleeve and brushed away the people who tried to stop him.

Before he stepped forward, there was a stabbing pain in his mind, and the scene in front of him became blurred and scarlet.

In Hua Yuan's eyes, the people around him were all bloody people without facial features. His mouth opened and closed. One voice changed into two, two into four, four into eight... Gradually, the voices from all directions became thousands, interfering with his hearing. Hua Yuan was floating at his feet and stumbled forward. Fortunately, someone pulled him quickly, otherwise he would definitely hit the ground.

The people were frightened by the accident, and even the old minister who planned to kill Xichang emperor Ji was distracted.

When they came over, they saw that Hua Yuan's face was abnormally pale. They thought he was holding grief in his heart. Unexpectedly, he also had a time when his emotions were released. They thought about the teacher-student relationship between Hua Yuan and the young man. They were very sad. They didn't expect Hua Yuan to be crazy.

"Stop it! Stop it! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Hua Yuan waved away the people close to him, hissed and roared. His eyes were full of blood and looked crazy.

"The young Lord is dead. Please forgive me. The deceased can't be chased!"

"Get out! You all get out!"

Hua Yuan pressed his head in pain and pointed to the people to stop talking. His head was really going to explode.

His head was very painful. It seemed that a hand stirred his brain and crushed his skull, which nearly killed him.

I don't know how long it took, Hua Yuan finally found some reason.

He was half kneeling on the ground, his usual elegant demeanor was completely gone, leaving only a bit of strange madness and decadence from his soul.

They thought he could not stand the blow. Unexpectedly, Hua Yuan's next move almost made them lose their eyeballs.

With a brush, the blade came out of the sheath.

A man broke his voice and shouted, "military division, don't!"

It turned out that Hua Yuan took advantage of someone's inattention to pull out the sheath of the other party's waist sword and killed himself.

Looking at his expression and forced posture, it is clear that he is determined to die.

At the critical moment, someone came forward and took his sword, but he was still a step slow and cut a short but long blood mark on his neck.

When others saw this, they rushed forward to stop Hua Yuanzhi for fear that he would slow down and continue to die.

If Hua Yuan dies, the front-line an can't explode in situ.

"You -- why did you stop me!"

Hua Yuan roared out these words, and his cheeks were filled with tears.

"The little Lord is dead, the military division mourns!"

Where has the little Lord gone, and the Lord's confidant committed suicide and followed the truth?

Not to mention that the little Lord died not aboveboard. He was afraid of committing suicide after he defiled his concubine.

"I'm responsible for the death of the little Lord. I'm damned. Don't stop!"

Where will people take his words seriously?

On the contrary, he thought Hua Yuan was a loyal generation, and he didn't dare to let go and let him die.

Hua Yuan wants to collapse now.

He killed his students.

No, to be exact, it should be the self after the onset of psychosis, who personally destroyed his students. The damn person is him.

Hua Yuan didn't expect that his psychosis had been so serious that the last "person" killed the other "people" madly. If it weren't for the special significance of Hua Yuan, he couldn't be obliterated and replaced. I'm afraid he would die. Before, they were all unconscious. Today, they rarely appear. Unexpectedly, their students were poisoned. Hua Yuan knew his crime was serious and had to confess to the students after he died.

Unexpectedly, no one believed him when he told the truth.

These brainless fools stopped him from killing himself.

Did he kill himself?

He's acting for heaven!

As long as he dies, the body dies, and the dangerous "man" will not appear again.

"You let go of me!"

"Don't let go! The military division must be calm!"

"Military master, we are also very sad about the death of the young Lord, but you have to help the Lord achieve his hegemony. You can't commit suicide!"

Xichang Diji: "

She suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for Hua Yuan to hold it so.

Look, this man did his best to get rid of his suspicion. The blood on his neck is still bleeding.

If the crowd hadn't stopped just now, seeing Hua Yuan's strength of recommending suicide, I'm afraid it would cut his throat.

Xichang Diji was ignorant and forced to go to the theatre, but she secretly regretted it.

That was a good chance just now. It was only a little short of the man's death.