Xiukun Palace.

Chen Lun collapsed on the ground, and he could vaguely feel that as the blood gushed out from his heart, the three souls and seven spirits seemed to begin to be gradually withdrawn inch by inch by some invisible force.

Pain, of course pain. But what filled his eyes was more of a daze.

Zhan Meng sat not far from him, looked down, and glanced at the dagger in his hand that had just been pulled out of the other party's body, and seemed to still have the other party's body temperature, dripping blood, and let out a long breath. It's like breaking free from some kind of long-term repression, and the whole person has become relaxed.

Ignoring the other party's questioning, Zhanmeng hugged his knees and remembered the year to himself.

"The **** phoenix robe is added, and the sedan chair enters the Zhengyang Gate, all the way to the Taihe Hall to be worshiped by hundreds of officials, what a glory it is in the eyes of outsiders. Since then, this cold deep palace, as soon as I am sleepy, has trapped me for twelve years. ”

Chen Lun was stunned, then understood something, and finally lost the last bit of support and lay down. Looking up weakly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"yes, twelve years. I thought that as long as I kept you by my side and treated each other sincerely, it would be an iceberg that should slowly melt. ”

"Really?"

Zhan Mengxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little funny, but more mocking.

"I really don't understand what that is, I only saw my own heart being chopped up by you with a holy decree that insisted on announcing my entry into the palace, and yesterday it was buried with the ashes of my sweetheart with hatred, turned into a handful of loess, and slept in the ground."

Chen Lun tried to concentrate his already somewhat loose mind, looking at her in disbelief, but facing her with resentment in his eyes. couldn't help but shake his head, there was unwillingness and struggle in his heart, and finally it turned into something he always thought would never happen in his decisive life...... Self-doubt.

"Really, did I do something wrong?"

Zhan Meng sneered and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, what do you ......want?"

The chief eunuch who was waiting close to him carried a food box and walked in briskly. On a face that has gone through vicissitudes, the smile in the folds didn't have time to retract, and it was distorted into an indescribable hideousness by this terrifying scene.

With a bang, the food box fell to the ground.

spilled out some of the queen's usual favorite snacks, which were specially ordered by the emperor to be prepared in the imperial dining room. Then even the sound of the porcelain breaking was a little more mournful. The eunuch didn't have time to look down at this time, he just wanted to quickly move his lead-filled legs, spread out and ran out.

"Xiang Cheng!"

Chen Lun sacrificed all the majesty of an emperor, put on the last trace of strength, and explained to the great eunuch who paused for a moment: "Spread my word, after I die, no one shall embarrass the queen and her clansmen!" ”

As he spoke, he took one last look at Zhan Meng.

Maybe I should thank God for his favor, that elegant and flawless face is still the most beloved appearance of my youth.

Twelve years, it's wrong, it's worth it.

Zhan Meng's face was blank.

The big eunuch finally ran out to complain.

Queen, kill the emperor.

The Queen Mother stumbled into the hall to take a look, covered her heart with one hand and pointed at Zhanmeng with the other and began to scold, crying and scolding, sleepy and fainting, there was a ready-made imperial doctor, and when she woke up, she cried and then scolded.

The concubines tearfully buttoned her with a red face and a troubled hat, which should be cut with a thousand cuts.

When the prince and princess and the civil and military officials heard the news, they cried inside and out, along with the palace maids and eunuchs. The scene was in chaos for a while.

It's just that in this chaos, Zhanmeng's face always maintains a kind of indifference that doesn't matter to himself.

It wasn't until she picked up the dagger and stabbed it into her heart in the surprise of everyone that a peaceful smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In their terror, they heard him whispering:

"Fusheng, I'm here."

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Floating life and sinking,

Draw a knife to cut off the dream and cut off the past;

Drink all the aftermath,

Drunken laughter is paid to the storyteller.