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Liufu frowned slightly, and said softly: "The emperor is very angry, no one is seen behind closed doors, and even the master is blocked from the door." ”

The ancient painting fan staggered, and suddenly pushed away Liufu and ran briskly towards Emperor Chunyuan's residence.

"Sister Fan'er, slow down, Sister Fan'er——!" Luofu hurriedly chased after him.

I just feel that I can't think anymore, and the premonition that has been coming for days has finally appeared? It's just that I think that everything is because of me.

It is not a good thing for the emperor to anger the four highnesses at this time, and it is not a good thing to pass it into the ears of the ministers of the court.

It's not that there haven't happened that the ministers of the DPRK and the central government have taken the opportunity to usurp the throne, the emperor is not in good health now, if someone takes the opportunity to make trouble, then he is really powerless.

In a short distance, Gu Huafan felt that he had thought a lot, and his thoughts were churning several times, no matter how angry she would be when she went to the emperor to see her, she also had to go to persuade her!

The study was in front of him, and the ancient painting fan fingers clenched and strode in front of Li Xiuwen, who was standing anxiously outside the door.

"Gonggong Li—" The ancient painting fan said softly.

Li Xiuwen, who was anxious, suddenly saw the ancient painting fan, and was startled and hurriedly pulled the ancient painting fan to the side.

"Oops! Oh my girl! What are you doing here? Hurry back, the emperor is angry, didn't you hit the knife edge! Li Xiuwen said in a low voice.

Gu Huafan bit his somewhat pale lip, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "Gonggong Li, is the emperor okay?" Imperial Physician He explained that the emperor can't be angry! ”

Li Xiuwen sighed lightly when he heard this: "How else can it be good?" On the way back, he couldn't stop coughing, and he didn't let the imperial doctor come to take a look, so he locked himself in the house. ”

I don't know when, Li Xiuwen's face has become old, and a light sigh seems to have consumed most of his energy, his worries are sincere, he has no complaints about his life's work, and he has no regrets for his lifelong companionship.

The ancient painting clenched his teeth, strode up the steps again, knelt on his knees, and said in a deep voice towards the confined door: "Your Majesty, all the mistakes are all slaves, slaves and maids are willing to accept any punishment, just ask the emperor to send the imperial doctor to take a look at the body!" ”

When I got closer, I heard the intermittent coughing sound in the room, which sounded from time to time, dull and depressing.

Luofu ran anxiously, and saw the thin body of the ancient painting fan kneeling straight, and his voice was trembling. He stepped forward and wanted to kneel together, but was stopped by Li Xiuwen on the side.

"Master—"

Li Xiuwen sighed heavily and shook his head slightly towards Liufu.

Liufu frowned, looking at the lonely figure of the ancient painting fan, his eyes were a little moist.

Emperor Chunyuan didn't seem to be about to answer, still coughing intermittently.

Gu Huafan pursed his thin lips, supported the ground with both hands, bent down and kowtowed to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, please!" If the slave and maid don't marry, they won't marry for the rest of their lives! Ask the emperor to dissipate his anger! The most important thing is the body—"

"Your Majesty, the slave will be by your side for the rest of your life! Until the death of the slave and the maid will accompany you—"

"Your Majesty, it's the slave's fault, it's the slave's maid who forgot what she promised you."

"Your Majesty, slaves and maids don't marry, slaves don't marry—"

……

Oh, yes! She forgot about it, she was going to be buried with her!

What qualifies her, a dying person, to have feelings?

What qualifications does she, a person who can't even control her fate, misunderstand someone else's life?

What qualifications does she have to be involved-

In this world, she has always been just a passerby!

I don't know when, the sky that was clear in the morning was already windy, cold and cold, cold to the bones.

The blood stains on the steps had solidified, and the originally white and round forehead was now covered with blood.

Suddenly, the voice of Emperor Chunyuan came from the room.

"Li Xiuwen come in!"

The ancient painting fan was stunned, but he still kept kowtowing.

Li Xiuwen was shocked when he heard this, and immediately strode towards the door, looked down at the thin body of the ancient painting fan, sighed heavily, pushed open the door and walked in.

The door was closed again, and Luofu hurriedly ran to the side of the ancient painting fan, looked at the blood stains on the ground, and hurriedly supported the ancient painting fan and was about to lean down again.

"Sister Fan'er, Sister Fan'er-" What else could he do besides worry? Luofu hated himself extremely much at the moment.

"Liufu don't stop me, I can't, I can't-" Xu was in a flurry mood, or asked for guidance one after another, her voice was hoarse at the moment, and she had gone through vicissitudes.

"Sister Fan'er—" A cloudy tear finally slowly slipped from the corner of Luofu's eyes.

For a moment, the room remembered the sound of porcelain being broken, and then silence fell again.

I don't know how long it took, but Gu Huafan only felt that his body was numb from cold, his knees were numb with pain, and the blood on his forehead had solidified a few times and flowed again.

Suddenly, the door was opened, and Li Xiuwen's figure walked out, only to see that his expression was calm, his eyes were dark, and a bright yellow holy purpose in his hand was dazzling in the dark night.

"Master—" Luofu hurriedly exclaimed.

The ancient painting fan finally stopped kowtowing, and looked at the bright yellow holy decree in a daze, and the premonition of heartache was strong again.

Li Xiuwen's old and boring hands slowly stretched out the holy decree, and said in a deep voice: "Si, the ancient painting fan of the female official in front of the emperor receives the decree!" ”

The ancient painting fan tried to resist the urge to escape, slowly leaned down, and said softly: "Slave ancient painting fan, take the order." ”

Li Xiuwen's voice was calm, and his movements were also calm, but the darkness in the depths of his eyes was surging, roaring, and no one noticed.

"The former female official painted an ancient fan, seducing all the princes, scheming, making me and my second son turn against each other, and their hearts are vicious. With, a glass of poisoned wine, give death! ”

Suddenly a thunderclap rang out in the sky, and the wind brought torrential rain, like a knife shining with cold light, piercing straight into the ground.

The land hurts, too!

Even though it was never expressed!

At this moment, all the heartache is gone, and all the struggles and pains are also dying with a dead word.

The bright yellow color was still dazzling, but she didn't want to close her eyes, she didn't want to do anything more.

Like all the tiredness, even the panic of the last second is gone, and there is only calm at this moment.

Under the holy decree, Chrysostom and jade words are irretrievable, and a glass of poisonous wine, although it burns the heart, there is only a dead end.

Immediately, the guards stepped forward in the rain, and a glass of colorless wine liquid was slowly brought by the palace people, the tray was so exquisite, and the gold cup was so luxurious. At the moment, this qiē belongs to her.

"No, master! This is not true! Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't do this to Sister Fan'er! You can't——! Liufu on the side got up suddenly, but was tightly suppressed by the guards who were already ready to attack and pulled to the side.

"Your Majesty! The Emperor——! ”

"Sister Fan'er——!" Luofu only felt unbelievable and heartbroken. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.