It was raining heavily, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

Chen Weishan's eyes were scarlet and he was crazy and digging the rock and mud pile that flooded the carriage with his bare hands.

Want to rescue the person in the carriage.

His clean and slender fingernails were covered with filthy mud, and his hands were scratched and covered with blood, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain, digging the soil with both hands desperately, and shouting Jiang Cuicui's name hysterically.

"Cuicui..."

Chen Weishan's official uniform was soaked in heavy rain.

His face was as pale as paper.

The dark and delicate eyes were filled with panic and fear, and the bloodless lips were trembling: "Cuicui, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

Zhou Qiren came over wearing a hat and rode his horse. He turned over and dismounted with an anxious expression. He put the hat in his arms on Chen Weishan's head, put on a raincoat for him, and reached out to pull Chen Weishan up: "Your Majesty, Cuicui may not be in this carriage. You are weak. Don't be wet in the rain. It will be troublesome if you start a heat."

Chen Weishan pushed Zhou Qiren away with a pale face and murmured like a dream: "What if Cuicui is in this carriage?

What if she is waiting for me to save her?"

Seeing that Chen Weishan had all his ten fingers dug out blood, Zhou Qiren looked like he had lost his love and had a broken heart. What else could he not understand?

It turned out that Chen Weishan had fallen in love with Jiang Cuicui long ago, but Chen Weishan followed his father's old path. He couldn't see his own heart clearly. It was not until he lost the love in his heart that he began to regret it.

Zhou Qiren couldn't help feeling sad when he saw Chen Weishan, who was so distraught and desolate.

If I had known this, why would I have been...

Zhou Qiren found a piece of wood to help Chen Weishan dig the rock and earth mound. The heavy rain fell, and the rain mixed with mud flowed along the rock mound. After a heavy rain for a long time, they finally dug out the carriage and the two bloody corpses in the carriage.

Chen Weishan trembled his fingers and brushed his faces that were covered with muddy flesh and blood, making sure that they were not Jiang Cuicui. Chen Weishan then burst into tears.

Cuicui is not dead!

His Cuicui is not dead!

Chen Weishan did not let himself be sad for a long time, and immediately turned over and continued to search for Jiang Cuicui's whereabouts.

Jiang Cuicui's farewell letter did not state where she was going, but Chen Weishan knew that Jiang Cuicui wanted to go back to Jiangjia Village. She was a weak woman and went out alone. The distance between Jiangjia Village was long and various accidents might occur on more than two thousand miles. Chen Weishan was worried that Jiang Cuicui would die on the way before returning to Jiangjia Village.

He rushed to the road and followed the official road back to Jiangjia Village to inquire about Jiang Cuicui's whereabouts.

After Chen Weishan was in the rain, he suffered a high fever. His pale handsome face turned red. Zhou Qiren applied an injection overnight to save his life. Chen Weishan survived this gate of hell with his amazing willpower. Before the typhoid fever was cured, he continued to ride his horse.

When the carriage passes through, you need to check the road guide. Chen Weishan has investigated the guards of the county town along the way in the name of Dali Temple handling the case, but they have never seen Jiang Cuicui.

This matter was quite strange. Chen Weishan asked the guards of Luojing City Gate. The guard said that Jiang Cuicui had left the city that day, but the clues after leaving the city seemed to have been wiped out suddenly. With panic, Chen Weishan rushed back to Jiangjia Village with rushing speed.

Or...

A sad and beautiful look that is about to wither.

Jiangsheyu's head was hot for a moment, so he wanted to keep this withered flower in his own yard.

After getting off the car, he said a few words to Jiang Cuicui. Jiang Cuicui said that she wanted to be with Chen Weishan. This trip was to go back to Jiangjia Village to avoid Chen Weishan. Jiang Sheyu pondered and said, "This is inappropriate. Even if you go back to Jiangjia Village, Zhou Shan can still find you, and it will even affect your parents."

Jiang Cuicui's eyes turned red and she said in vain: "Then where should I hide?"

The fish in the riverside smiled like a jade Buddha who compassionately .

"If Meng Buqie, you can hide in a humble house."

Later, Jiangsheyu took Jiang Cuicui to his mansion and kept it in the west courtyard, so she did not let her go out to see the guests. He wanted to witness the withering of the flower with his own eyes.

Later, Chen Weishan became a mad dog and slid around the group of court officials who offended him. It is said that many noble girls in these court officials had laughed at Jiang Cuicui.

Jiangsheyu began to regret saving Jiang Cuicui.

Because he was afraid that he would be bitten to death by a mad dog.

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Jiang Cuicui was reading in the west courtyard with her belly big, and Chen Weishan's voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Cuicui..."

The book in Jiang Cuicui's hand fell to the ground.

She looked at Chen Weishan with a pale face.

"How do you know I'm here?"

Chen Weishan's face was paler than Jiang Cuicui.

He had red eyes and trembling hands, and carefully held Jiang Cuicui in his arms, like a homeless dog, and finally found the rope that could tie him: "Cuicui, don't leave me."

Jiang Cuicui burst into tears: "You want to kill me, but I don't want to die. Can you let me go..."

Chen Weishan trembled his eyelashes and carefully lowered his head to kiss the end of her eyes: "I love you, Cuicui, I don't want to kill you, I will never hurt you."

Jiang Cuicui cried and said, "But you used to be murderous in me, and I can't stand the person who was sleeping beside me who wanted to kill me. I don't know when you love me and when you want to kill me..."

"I will never kill you..."

Chen Weishan trembled with his pale lips, kissed her little face in panic, reached out to take off the hairpin from Jiang Cuicui's head, and he handed the hairpin to Jiang Cuicui's hand, looking at her with a humble expression, and looked at her with red eyes: "If you don't relieve your hatred, just use this hairpin to poke it into my heart. If you don't relieve your hatred, just poke it twice. If you don't relieve your hatred, just poke it three times, until you relieve your hatred, okay?

Cuicui, I will pay you this cheap life, so you forgive me, okay?"

This matter starts with the bead hairpin.

It will end with a bead hairpin.

Jiang Cuicui was frightened by Chen Weishan's words and broke free from Chen Weishan with a pale face, but Chen Weishan held her in his arms toughly, held her hand, and stabbed the bead hairpin mercilessly into his heart.

Scarlet blood covered the collar.

Chen Weishan looked at Jiang Cuicui with a pale face.

"Cuicui, forgive me, okay?"

Jiang Cuicui kept shaking her head, tears falling like rain.

"No, I don't..."

Chen Weishan's slender and dark eyes gradually dimmed, and he smiled weakly: "It's okay, Cuicui can stick it until you are satisfied..."

He held Jiang Cuicui's hand, pulled out the beaded hairpin, and once again stabbed it into his own chest.

Blood was dripping through his clothes.

Jiang Cuicui cried and hugged Chen Weishan: "Don't poke it again, I forgive you, I forgive you..."

Chen Weishan closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"Very good……"

His eyes were black.

Falling into the darkness.

When Chen Weishan woke up again, he saw Jiang Cuicui sitting on the edge of the bed with red eyes crying, calling her with a hoarse voice.

"Cuicui..."

Seeing him awake, Jiang Cuicui held his hand with red eyes: "Don't do stupid things anymore..."

Chen Weishan showed a pale and weak smile.

"My heart grows on the right and cannot die."

The imperial physician who had just diagnosed Chen Weishan had already told Jiang Cuicui about this matter, but Jiang Cuicui still couldn't help but curse: "Even if your heart is on the right, you can't do such a dangerous thing anymore!"

Chen Weishan looked at Jiang Cuicui with anticipation.

"Then have you forgiven me?"

Jiang Cuicui pursed her red lips and didn't say anything.

Chen Weishan lowered his eyelashes humbly, with a pale and delicate face. He said in a low and cruel tone: "Since Cui Cui refuses to forgive me, I will replace the dagger to stab myself tomorrow, and replace the long sword to stab myself the day after tomorrow. I can also replace the top ten tortures to torture myself. Anyway, Cui Cui doesn't want this bad life, so I will give it to Dali Temple to contribute to the Mo Chao's criminal cause..."

Jiang Cuicui couldn't help but slap him.

"You lunatic!"

Chen Weishan raised Jiang Cuicui's little hand and kissed her fingertips in panic: "Does the hand hurt if it hurts?"

Jiang Cuicui raised her hand and slapped him the second time.

"madman!"

A bright red slap mark was left on Chen Weishan's pale and handsome face. He raised his slender and thick black eyelashes and looked at Jiang Cuicui humbly and pitifully.

His face was as pale as snow.

"There is a madman who loves Jiang Cuicui with his life. Can Jiang Cuicui forgive this madman?"

The quiet wing room, the wooden door claustrophobic.

It took a long time before the woman's crying sound came.
Chapter completed!