Nan Su suddenly broke into the door, but she didn't startle Zhang Junyu, thinking that she had been frightened by the scene in front of her.

"!" Nan Xu shouted, but still didn't pull back her thoughts.

On the contrary, it was Nan Xu herself, who entered the door and saw Concubine Gong lying in a pool of blood, she was really frightened, but she didn't have time to think about it, so she went over and pulled Zhang Junyu up, stood up and was about to walk outside the house.

At that time, there were also a few sighs outside, and under careful listening, the two of them complained to each other, only to say that the concubine had gone crazy again tonight, and the one who had slept well suddenly screamed and screamed.

Nan Xu knew that the people were about to come, and they would definitely not be able to leave at this time, so he turned around and picked up the short sword, scratched his arm without hesitation, and then threw down the short sword and stood in the door of the house and shouted a few times: "Come on!" Come on! ”

When everyone heard the sound, they noticed the abnormality and hurried up, but they saw Zhang Junyu slumped on Nan Su's body, and Nan Su's hands were full of blood.

"Yin Niangzi!"

The other person looked sideways and saw Concubine Gong lying on the ground, and her body was covered with blood, so she immediately screamed in fright, and then fell to the ground, fainting.

The death of Concubine Gong did not arouse suspicion, Nan Xu said that she was assassinated by thieves, and others probably believed it.

Maybe some people don't believe it, but they don't dare to say it, so what can they do?

Zhang Junfang never dared to believe that he had killed someone, and he had been in a trance for the past two days since he returned to Kunning Palace, not sleeping or resting, not eating or drinking.

Just sitting on the bed, clasping his hands on his knees, staring at one place, his eyes never shifting.

Nan Su knew that she was afraid, so she accompanied her all day long, but when she looked at Zhang Junyu like this, she couldn't help but worry for a while.

"Niangniang, drink the medicine," Nan Xu brought the decoction on the wooden tray in Meidai's hand, and called Zhang Junyu lightly, but Zhang Junfang still ignored it, as if he had never heard it, it seemed that the three souls and seven spirits were long gone.

Nan Xu scooped a spoonful of decoction, sent it to Zhang Junyu's mouth, and coaxed: "Niangniang, drink the medicine to take care of your body, and everything will be fine."

Zhang Junfang still ignored it, Nan Xu stood up and put down the decoction, sighed lightly, frowned, and said, "How good is this."

Nan Su looked back at her, her eyes were full of distress and concern, she frowned tightly, and said to Mei Dai: "Mei Dai, you are so good to take care of Niangniang, I will go to Qianqing Palace."

Eyebrows and heads.

Nan Su raised his eyes and took a step, and saw Zhang Yu walking with a letter in his hand, his face full of guilt.

She was puzzled, Zhang Yu handed over the letter in her hand, her face was solemn, and she said in a slur manner: "This is Your Majesty's handwritten letter, for Niangniang."

Nan Sufang stretched out his hand to take it, but was snatched away by Zhang Junfang.

Zhang Junfang was full of smiles, very excited, and couldn't wait to open the letter, but his smile froze.

"I am unkind, I have no mood to love, but I have a wife Zhang, who is at the age of flowers, knowledgeable, virtuous and dignified. I can't bear to live up to the hospitality, so I set up this letter of resignation, let me remarry, and there will be no more disputes. The commission is self-willing, that is, it is not forced, and there is no basis for fear that there will be no basis for the future. May the lady leave each other, comb the bun again, and then sweep the moth eyebrows, skillfully show a graceful state, and choose to find the joy of the lover. Resolve grievances and release knots, and don't hate each other, one parting and two wide, and each is happy. Since then, the mountains and rivers have not met, and Mo Dao has long and short with each other. The contractor, Zhu Youzhang, was born on October 17, the 23rd year of Chenghua. ”

The words on the paper were like sharp blades, all of which were cone at her heart, and she was almost suffocated in pain.

She had a miscarriage for only three days, is Zhu Youzhu really so ruthless!

With tears in her eyes, she threw down the letter, crossed Nan Su and Zhang Yu, and ran out.

Who knows what will happen when she arrives at the Qianqing Palace, she always thinks that Zhu Youzhu still has a trace of love for her, but this is just what she thinks.

It's like she thought that Concubine Gong treated her well, but in the end, she killed the child in her womb.

She sat slumped in the imperial study, holding the unfinished edict in both hands, and the tears that she had endured for two days finally burst out.

She looked up at Zhu Youjiao, her eyes were full of tears, but she asked unusually calmly, "What did I do wrong?"

He just said, "You're right," and turned away.

Zhang Junfang wiped his face full of tears, stood up, and said: "I also hope that after the husband and the king leave, they will show their ambitions and hegemony, create a prosperous world, and then marry like a beautiful flower, and the heirs will be happy." Since then, the mountains and rivers have not met, and Mo Dao has long and short with each other. ”

After saying that, Zhang Junfang also rushed out of the door, and he only hoped that he would be a stranger to Zhu Youzhang from now on, and never know each other again.

Cuteness is love, all this, how can she let go if she wants to.

Don't you know that Zhu Youzhu was also sorry when he heard what she said.

When Zhang Junfang came out of the main hall, Nan Xu wanted to meet her and help her, but she instinctively avoided it, and only said: "Auntie, prepare a carriage for me."

Nan Su was stunned, it could be seen that she had such an indifferent look, so she already understood it and didn't ask more.

When Nan Xu prepared the carriage and returned to Kunning Palace, Zhang Junyu was sitting in front of the dresser, as if nothing had happened, raising his eyebrows.

When she saw Nan Su coming back, she looked at her sideways, showing a gentle smile that she hadn't seen for a long time, and said happily: "Auntie, comb my hair for me again."

Nan Su didn't say a word, walked silently and carefully tied a bun for her, and put on a crested jade hat for her that she had never worn before.

"Auntie, how do I look today?"

Nan Su smiled lightly, "Niangniang's complexion is very good today." ”

"That'll be fine."

Zhang Junyu didn't bring anything with her when she left, even the red rope she had been tying to her ankles was untied this time, she only took away the jade flute, which was carved by Zhu Youzhu himself.

Nan Su sent her to Xuanwu Gate, and walked a long way with the carriage she was sitting in.

"Niangniang can see through King Yu's love for Li Ji, why can't she realize that Your Majesty is also affectionate to you."

Zhang Junfang had no strength anymore, leaning on the inner edge of the carriage, the coachman drove unhurriedly, very leisurely, and asked happily: "Girl, where are you going?"

"Baiyun Temple."

The coolest in the world is not the heart, the most affectionate is the emperor, if she is lucky enough to live a new life, she will never step into the royal half step again.

But she had no chance of regaining her life.

She closed her heavy eyes and gradually fell asleep, and her ears were no longer the hustle and bustle of the world, nor Zhu Youjiao's reprimand and accusation.

There is no endless road, in this world, there is always such a person who is willing to pay for her desperately, even if it is his own heart. Just like at the beginning, Zhang Junfang was willing to Zhu Youzhang.