"Someone ......," Sima Chun shouted in a hoarse voice.

However, no one responded for a long time, let alone entered, and the whole dormitory was silent, except for his heavy gasps.

Sima Chun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing, but the laughter was more desolate like a painful whimper, and after a while, he burst into tears.

Since the onset of the disease, he knew that he was such a failure, the ministers avoided him one by one like a snake and scorpion, and looked at him with pity and disgust, his mother never came after seeing him once when he was sick, and then he was busy fighting with his grandfather and Concubine Zhang for power and profit, Concubine Zhang and Concubine Lin never came to see him once, and the servants and maids who were reused around him in the past did not know where to go.

These days, he faced this empty dormitory alone every day and night, endured the torture of illness, and watched his whole body gradually decay, as if even his internal organs slowly turned into pus, until he died, just like his cousin Lin Tao.

"Hehe......" Sima Chun laughed sadly, and then shouted hoarsely: "Someone! I want to drink water......"

A white jade teacup depicting a flying dragon in the sky was handed to Sima Chun, Sima Chun hurriedly raised his withered hand and took it and drank it in a big gulp, perhaps because he was too thirsty, so he drank in a hurry, so that he choked on the water, Sima Chun suddenly coughed violently, and even his body couldn't stop trembling lightly.

A white and flawless brocade was handed over at the right time, and Sima Chun took it with his other hand: "Thank you!" Then he covered his lips until the coughing gradually stopped and he felt more comfortable, and then Sima Chun raised his head.

When he saw that the person standing next to the bed turned out to be Qingyun, Sima Chun was stunned, and then shock, joy, bitterness, remorse, and panic appeared on his thin and decayed face...... All kinds of complicated feelings.

The flickering candle flame fell on her, and her body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of clear and indifferent light, her skin was as white as clotted fat, glowing with pearl-like soft and glowing, the pear vortex on the cheeks was looming, the lips were not dotted but Dan, the eyebrows were not painted but verdant, and the black cloak with the lilac long skirt lined the whole person elegant and noble, especially between the eyebrows, I don't know when the greenness faded, with the maturity and tenacity that he was not familiar with, but it became more and more forgetful and haunting.

For a while, Sima Chun was stunned, staring at Qingyun without blinking, and did not speak or move for a long time.

Reaching out and taking the tea cup and brocade in Sima Chun's hand and placing them on the table not far away, Qingyun slowly walked back to the stool next to the bed and sat down, looking at Sima Chun with a stunned expression, and suppressed inexplicable feelings in his cold voice: "You...... How does it feel? ”

At the moment of her rebirth, she vowed to make Sima Chun double the blood debt, just because he had brutally hurt her and her relatives.

But now seeing him end up so miserably, she no longer has hatred in her heart, but feels sad and pity.

"Nine...... When did you get back? Sima Chun asked without answering, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, but it was more ugly than crying.

Lowered his eyelashes slightly, and the heavy shadow was like the wings of a black butterfly, floating on Qingyun's indifferent and calm cheeks: "It's been six or seven days." ”

"It's good to be back! It's good to be back! Sima Chun sighed softly, looked at Mo Xuan sitting beside Qingyun, his cloudy eyes flashed with anticipation and excitement, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips and fell silent, and the look in his eyes gradually dimmed until he disappeared.

Qingyun slowly turned the red jade bracelet on his wrist and didn't speak, Sima Chun didn't know what to say, Mo Xuan's face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

For a moment, the atmosphere became quiet and eerie.

The candles on the table swayed in the wind, and the night breeze blowing in through the open windows was chilling.

After a long time, Qingyun stood up, glanced at Sima Chun deeply, and then walked away, and suddenly Sima Chun's hoarse voice full of guilt came from behind him: "I'm sorry! I couldn't help but stop, a crack broke slightly on my face that was always cold and indifferent, and my eyes were dyed with complicated feelings.

Staring at the clear back without blinking, Sima Chun's eyes were full of remorse and loneliness: "I'm sorry! I failed you! ”

He had been having the same strange dream ever since the onset of his illness.

In the dream, Jiu'er married him as a princess after his fifteenth birthday, although he didn't love Jiu'er, but the affection of his childhood sweetheart made him give Jiu'er enough respect, and the two respected each other like guests.

But the mother concubine couldn't let go of her resentment towards Jiu'er's biological mother, and vowed to ask Jiu'er to 'repay her mother's debts', so less than a month after he and Jiu'er got married, the mother persuaded Jiu'er to accept three side concubines for him on the grounds that Jiu'er was infected with cold poison and could not conceive an heir.

He knew that Jiu'er's heart was very painful and bitter, and he also knew that every time in the dead of night, Jiu'er, who was alone in the empty room, secretly wept until dawn, but he couldn't disobey his mother's will, so he could only choose to avoid Jiu'er, and watched Jiu'er lose weight day by day.

thought that this would slowly eliminate the resentment in the heart of the concubine, and when he ascended the throne and succeeded to the throne, the concubine could not control him, and then make up for Jiu'er.

Who knew that half a month later, the mother and grandfather actually poisoned and murdered their father, supported him to ascend to the throne of the Ninety-Five, and Jiu'er became his queen.

When he was busy stabilizing the imperial power, the mother concubine actually poisoned herself and framed Jiu'er, and also instructed Yuan Mama and Qingfeng Mingyue, who were sent to Luoxia Palace, to testify against Jiu'er, he knew that Jiu'er was wronged, but at that time, the power was in the hands of the mother and grandfather, and he had no choice but to beat Jiu'er into the cold palace with the crime of 'poisoning the queen mother', but he didn't expect the mother concubine to be unforgiving, so he forced him to brutally gouge out Jiu'er's eyes.

After hearing the news, Sima Rui, Sima Qi and Sima Yue took a group of ministers into the palace to avenge Jiu'er's grievances.

But he had already received the secret report, so he announced that he had arrested Sima Rui and others in a net, and threw Sima Rui, Sima Qi and Sima Yue into mass graves after splitting the bodies of the five horses for treason, and those ministers were also beheaded for public display, connecting the nine clans, thus taking the opportunity to eradicate a force that might threaten his throne.

When he was ready to make up for Jiu'er, he was shocked to learn that his mother actually instructed Concubine Yue Guifei to break into the cold palace with the Praetorian Guards, not only killed the palace maids and secret guards around Jiu'er, but also set fire to Jiu'er to death, and when he hurried to the cold palace, Jiu'er, who was covered in blood, was already surrounded by raging fire.

Looking at that scene, he only felt as if a sharp dagger had pierced his heart, and only then did he realize that he had unconsciously fallen in love with Jiu'er, who had been with him for more than ten years, and had always been gentle and understanding.

It's a pity that he woke up too late, his dullness and indifference contributed to Jiu'er's death, and also contributed to his regret and pain, I hope that time can be turned back, he must cherish Jiu'er and love Jiu'er, no matter how his mother and grandfather oppose, he must be with Jiu'er and protect Jiu'er.

Without Jiu'er's days, he simply lived like a year, even the imperial power and throne that he once dreamed of, he couldn't arouse half of his interest and attention.

So when he learned that Chu Yunyi personally led a large army to attack his country, not only did he not panic, but he felt relieved, and when Mo Xuan appeared in front of him and tortured him in the most vicious way, he was actually calm and even full of pride.

He knew that Chu Yunyi and Mo Xuan were both in love with Jiu'er, but unfortunately Jiu'er belonged to him alone until he died.

Seeing his life pass away little by little, despite the unbearable pain all over his body, he smiled, the kind of sincere smile from the heart.

He can finally go to Jiuquan to reunite with Jiu'er and his wife, and he also believes that Mo Xuan will never let go of his mother and grandfather, as well as Concubine Yue......

Here, Sima Chun had a look of guilt and remorse, as well as deep affection, but the light cloud who turned his back to him was as cold as frost, and the eyebrows under his eyes were dyed with cold chill and bloodthirsty, and there was obvious mockery and gloom in his indifferent tone.

"Excuse me? I'm sorry, can I get my father's life back? I'm sorry, can I eliminate the prison disaster suffered by the third brother? A word of excuse for me, can we bring back to life those ministers and their families who uphold justice but were brutally murdered? A word of sorry, can it soothe the pain in the hearts of the people who have suffered from civil strife, so that their families have been ruined and their wives have been separated? …… I'm sorry, I want to offset the heinous sins you have committed, Sima Chun, do you think it's possible? ”

Qingyun's voice became higher and higher, and his emotions became more and more excited, and he stood proudly with his back straight, but his deep eyes were filled with bone-eating grief and anger, and his hands covered by the cloak were clenched into fists, and blood marks were quickly drawn in his palms.

Mo Xuan, who was standing beside Qingyun, naturally noticed her strange feelings, and naturally reached into her cloak with her big warm hand, gently stretched her fingers one by one, and then held her hand, and her white fingertips rubbed her palm softly, silently giving her comfort and support.

Looking at Mo Xuan sideways, Mo Xuan's expression was calm, his dark eyes contained a tender feeling that could not be dissolved, the light cloud love gradually subsided, the corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and his heart was like a breeze, warm and peaceful.

"Jiu'er...... I ......"

Listening to Qingyun's sharp questions and ridicule one after another, Sima Chun was speechless, after all, what Jiu'er said was all the truth, whether it was him, his mother and grandfather, they all committed unforgivable sins, and his thin and decayed face was torn out with deep pain and remorse.

"Up to now, all the traitors who have brought disaster to the country and the people can only die once to comfort the souls of those who died in vain, and to soothe the hearts of the people who have been hurt and pained!" Qingyun said loudly: "This palace swears: I will let those traitors pay for their blood debts!" Including you, Sima Chun! ”

After speaking, He Mo Xuan absolutely left the Qinzheng Palace.

There seemed to be a unique fragrance of that person in the air, and Sima Chun smiled, but burst into tears.