After staring at the painting for a while, Beiling picked up the pen and added a few strokes to the painting, and the painting instantly seemed to have an aura and became vivid. The girl swayed the swing, there were colorful butterflies flying around, the shy flower bones slowly unfolded, revealing a delicate face, there were birds in the sky spreading their wings and flying high, and it seemed that many insects could be heard.

The whole painting is full of aura.

"Bang

"Master, Red Sleeves ...... Red Sleeves is back. cough, cough, cough—" As soon as the words fell, a burst of black blood gushed out.

Beiling heard the voice of the red sleeves, and was overjoyed, put away the painting and walked out, but what she didn't want to see was that the red sleeves were half-kneeling on the ground and spitting blood, and she used her sword to support her body to prevent herself from falling. Bei Ling was shocked, and immediately walked over, half-squatting down to support the shoulder of the red sleeve: "What's the matter?!" Who hurt you? ”

"Lord, master, red sleeves are done...... Mission accomplished. The red sleeves smiled at Beiling, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth, and took out a yellow brocade bag as he spoke, "Master, poison, poisonous cordyceps, five poisonous spiders...... Heaven, Heaven, Tianshan Snow Lotus and Millennial ...... Scorpions are in the ...... Here it is. "It's just a very simple sentence, but what Red Sleeves says is extremely difficult.

As soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out, and it happened to spit on Beiling's brocade clothes.

Bei Ling didn't care about this, his hands trembled and he took the bag handed over by Red Sleeves, took a deep breath before saying, "If there is anything to wait for you to heal, come, I will heal you." ”

"No, no, master." Red Sleeves' hands were stained with blood, she shook her head with difficulty, and smiled at Beiling, "Red Sleeves, originally, is, a dead person...... Master, no, I'm tired. Ahem—"

As she spoke, she spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Also, there is the Lord, the Master, this is, is the ring of the red sleeves from the small, the belt, and the large. There are red sleeves inside, and red sleeves are the most precious, precious things. Lord, master, if, if there is a fate, then, practice cough cough cough cough-" Red Sleeves said as he faded a silver ring from his fingertips and handed it to Bei Ling's eyes, "Master, please, please take good care of it, so that Red Sleeves and Red Sleeves can be blinded......"

When Red Sleeves said this, he had already slowly closed his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, I'll take good care of it. Okay, don't talk about it so much, come, I'll heal you, okay? Come, let's heal. Bei Ling's eyes turned red, and tears swirled in his eyes as a result of the bloody ring.

How so? How can this be? Red Sleeves, no, no, you can't die, you can't! I won't allow, I'll not allow you to die!

"No, master. The body of the red sleeves, the red sleeves are clear. Ahem, then, is that for Red Sleeves? Redsleeves struggled to open her eyes, and her gaze fell on the painting she had just made.

Looking at the people on the painting, the red sleeves smiled warmly.

Bei Ling nodded heavily: "Yes, it's for you." Red Sleeves, I wish you a happy eighteenth birthday. ”

Affirmed, Red Sleeves closed his eyes again with satisfaction and smiled: "Thank you, master." Red sleeves, red sleeves are very nice and like it. This is, this is the red sleeves, the red sleeves, the best gift. Thank you, master......"

When the sound fell, the hand holding the sword could no longer support the body, and slipped down weakly, and the body fell towards Beiling.

Beiling looked at Red Sleeves' serene face and smiled: "Good girl, Red Sleeves have a good night's sleep, and wait for dawn to get up, okay?" ”

"Good, I know that Red Sleeves is very tired, Red Sleeves have a good night's sleep."

"Shall we get up when it is dawn?"

“…… Good no good? ”

"Red Sleeves, don't pretend to be asleep obediently, okay?"

……

No matter what, Beiling can't deceive what he sees with his eyes.

Red Sleeves She's Dead......

He's dead......

"Red Sleeves, No !!" Beiling tightly hugged the gradually cold body of the red sleeves, and roared in pain. Tears could no longer contain sadness and lingered down her cheeks.

Beiling cried loudly, tears dripping down on Red Sleeves' serene face. She'll never feel it again, she'll never feel it again, she'll never wake up again.

Never again......

But why?

Beiling sat on the ground in a daze, with a cold body with red sleeves in her arms.

"Ahh

Bei Ling vented the sadness in her heart regardless of Qiē, and the person in her arms remained motionless.

There will be no one who understands her as well as Redsleeves, and no one will serve her a cup of tea and snacks when she is thirsty and hungry; There will be no one to show up in time for her when she needs it.........

No, it won't.

No one will be Red Sleeves anymore, no one will be like Red Sleeves.........

Her life ended here.

Red sleeves, you won't die in vain, and I won't let go of anyone who hurts you. Not a single one! I will definitely avenge your revenge!

Bei Ling's eyes were full of hatred, deep hatred.

The rain outside the door was still falling, and it was obviously a midsummer day, but it made people feel cold and biting, and the wind was gusting.

Beiling's shouting naturally alarmed the entire Dusk Palace, and everyone just put on a coat and ran to Yuxiuyuan, for fear that something would happen to a slow-walking princess.

Si Yanlan was no exception, as soon as he heard Beiling's sad and sad voice, he hurried to Yuxiu Garden in the rain without even putting on his clothes.

Ling'er, you must not have anything happen......

When everyone rushed to Yuxiu Garden, they saw Beiling sitting in a pool of blood in plain clothes, and the red sleeves that had already become a bloody man in his arms were in his arms.

Everyone was silent, and no one dared to go up and say anything.

Now, the only thing to do is to remain silent, to keep this deathly silence.

Beiling sat on the ground like this, without saying a word.

The entire Yuxiu Garden was shrouded in great sadness at this moment.

……

Three days later, a news that shocked the whole of China spread from the Dusk Palace.

Si Yanlan, the prince of Dusk, divorced his wife with a letter of resignation and married Song Yangyu, the daughter of Song Guogong!

For three days, the atmosphere in the Dusk Palace's Mansion was very strange.

Yuxiu Garden: This is a low-pressure area, which is extremely gloomy, while the rest of the place is full of joy. Two stark contrasts.

Since Red Sleeves was buried, for three consecutive days, Beiling has not left Yuxiu Garden, and has stayed in the alchemy room all day and all night not knowing what to do.

Until the third day, Si Yanlan personally sent a letter of resignation, and Yu Xiuyuan's lifeless atmosphere was somewhat broken, but it was always dull.

"Red sleeves are dead, people can't be resurrected after death......" Si Yanlan's gentle voice was full of helplessness. With such a strong temperament, what can I do?

"Finished? That's all said and done. Bei Ling returned to the house with a cold voice.

This was her first sentence in three days.

"Well, this king came today to give you a letter of resignation, and you will no longer be the princess of this king in the future. Tomorrow, this king will marry Song Yangyu as a concubine. Speaking of this, Si Yanlan paused, "Pack up, just move out and go to Wanchen Garden, where it has already been cleaned up." ”

"Don't bother, you can get out." After Beiling finished speaking, he ignored him again.

After Si Yanlan occupied the door for a while, he finally sighed and turned to leave.

Ling'er, I'm sorry......

Bet on the happiness of your life, I'm sorry, I can't afford to bet......

……