The storyteller stopped at this point, as if to observe the reactions of the listeners, and wait a moment to adapt to the emotions of the listeners and tell what he knew. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

An Yuze stared at a pair of eyes, tilted his head to look at An Qianyue who was still in place, a pair of fleshy little hands kept waving, and pulled An Qianyue's sleeves with some effort, I don't know if he was comforting An Qianyue, whose mind was completely messed up, or, just wanting to eat rice cakes.

"This King Yue of Xuanyang Kingdom, that is a well-known disobedience, not long after he was angry with the princess, he also killed his father-in-law, and just a few days after the Queen Mother drove the crane, this King Yue also died of a sudden evil disease in prison."

"According to the old man, this King Yue is probably not a sudden illness, but because the people closest to him were implicated in death by himself, so he felt guilty in his heart, so he ...... it."

Mr. Storyteller's voice kept coming into An Qianyue's ears, as if someone was holding a megaphone, and the words kept repeating these words over and over again in her mind, An Qianyue felt that her brain was about to explode soon.

"Of course," the storyteller coughed lightly, signaling the audience to be quiet, and continued to stroke his beard, "The royal family wants to save face, so these are just the old man's imaginations, just for Bo Zhujun to laugh......"

The whole audience was talking about all this with great interest, only An Qianyue, who was sitting quietly in the corner, was expressionless, she didn't even know that she was already trembling all over.

Murong Yue, you ...... Is he dead?

"Miss!"

Ning Er ran up happily with An Shenxiang in her arms, and as soon as she entered the door, she began to look around looking for An Qianyue's figure, shouting many times but not responding, until Ning Er walked inside, and then found An Qianyue sitting in the corner silently.

"Miss! What's wrong with you, Miss? Ning Er almost flew in front of An Qianyue, and looked at An Qianyue, who was already in tears, in a panic.

"Ning'er, Murong Yue is dead."

An Qianyue raised her head indifferently, looked at Ning Er quietly, let the tears pour down her cheeks into her neck, and said word by word, "Ning Er, do you know, Murong Yue is dead." ”

An Qianyue's voice was soft, like a feather floating in mid-air, and then landed on Ning Er's heart, stabbing Ning Er's heart, she wanted to pull out the feather, but she couldn't reach it, so that her chest was suffocated.

"Miss, let's go home," Ning Er cried out in a low voice, holding An Qianyue's hand tightly, and then she found that An Qianyue's hand was already cold.

"Home......" An Qianyue turned her head slightly, looked at Ning'er with some sneer, and asked, "Ning'er, do I have a home?" ”

Ning Er didn't speak, just silently took An Yuze over and hugged him in his arms, and then pulled An Qianyue out of the teahouse, I don't know why, the crowded streets that were originally here are much more comfortable at this time, just like An Qianyue's heart, empty.

Ning Er was a little puzzled, didn't the young lady hate His Royal Highness King Yue at the beginning, why did she behave so depressed after hearing the news of his death, shouldn't she jump up happily.

An Qianyue didn't understand, didn't she hate Murong Yue's teeth so much, why, why did she feel so uncomfortable after hearing the news of Murong Yue's death, she couldn't breathe when she was uncomfortable, shouldn't this be her.

"Miss, can you say something to Ning'er, don't scare Ning'er......"

Along the way, Ning Er kept shouting An Qianyue, but An Qianyue didn't react at all, and even, Ning Er felt in horror that An Qianyue was even breathing a lot weaker.

An Qianyue didn't know how she went back to the small courtyard, but she seemed to understand why the old man didn't let her go out, probably, she was afraid that she would hear about it, but who was that old man, and he would still be uncertain?

In short, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, but why is your heart hurting so much, isn't she already disappointed in him, so you don't want him anymore, why, I still feel so spineless in my heart?

"Ah, ah, wow, ah......" An Yuze was hugged by Ning'er, but his body kept struggling towards An Qianyue, as if he wanted to comfort An Qianyue, and he couldn't stop babbling anxiously, as if he was about to cry.

"Miss, take a look at the little master, you must not have anything to do," Ning Er cried and looked at An Qianyue who was sitting on the bed in a daze, and stuffed An Yuze into her arms, wanting to use An Yuze to recall A little bit of An Qianyue's spirit.

An Qianyue looked at An Yuze in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and hug it tightly, and the cold tears fell on An Yuze's white and tender little face.

"Yu Ze, isn't my mother too selfish, so that you will be born without a father," An Qianyue couldn't stop stroking her son's little face, and finally understood one thing, the child is always innocent, and she deprived her son of the right to have a father.

"Miss......"

Ning Er looked at An Qianyue like this, and her heart couldn't help tearing, Miss, you are so kind, you are destined to suffer a big loss.

The smell of intoxicating tranquilizer wafted everywhere in the room, An Qianyue, who couldn't sleep in the first place, was bombarded by this bombshell news, and she had no intention of resting, Ning'er had no choice but to increase the dose of tranquilizer, and An Qianyue finally had some drowsiness.

An Qianyue had a dream, she dreamed that nothing had happened, she had not been reborn here, everything about her had already ended when she and Ming were all gone, there was no Murong Yue, no Princess Yue, An Qianyue had completely disappeared.

It seems that it's good that all of them don't exist, so at least you don't have to bear that part of the pain, although even the joy is lost.

"Don't!"

An Qianyue finally woke up from her sleep, she suddenly saw that she was covered in blood, lying alone on the ground, no one paid attention to her, all the people who came to visit her were flies and carnivorous vultures, she didn't want this, she still had Yuze, she didn't want to die!

"Awake?"

In the fog, An Qianyue heard a voice, this voice was a little familiar, so familiar that she couldn't help but feel a thrill all over her body.

"You're ......!" An Qianyue woke up instantly and found that there was a person standing next to her bed, a person who made her so familiar that she was surprised and trembled with surprise.

"Shh

The person gestured to her, and then covered An Qianyue's mouth, An Qianyue was shocked to realize that she had no strength in her body, and then, she felt a pain in her neck, and in an instant, the darkness drowned out all her consciousness.