Fu Ruolan, Nan Yuchen and others watched Song Xixuan's operation from a distance, and they only felt very sad.

Some people always take power too seriously, and in the end, they no longer control power, but are controlled by power.

"Haha." Song Xixuan's laughter resounded throughout the entire hall, sounding extremely weird.

Song Xixuan took out a dagger out of nowhere, everyone was in an uproar, and the Glory Emperor frowned, thinking that Song Xixuan was going to die and struggle in the end.

Who knew that Song Xixuan held the dagger tightly, and his eyes scanned everyone with cold contempt.

The next moment, Song Xixuan's hand fell, and the dagger was inserted along the ribs, leaving a long cut in the heart. The moment Song Xixuan pulled out the dagger, blood gushed like a volcanic eruption.

Even if Fu Ruolan saw this scene, she couldn't help frowning.

Song Xixuan was like a kite with a broken string, slowly slumping to the ground.

He lay on the ground, looking at the mural on the roof, which looked like dragons playing with pearls, his eyes moistened.

Blood fell on his face like rain, warm and fishy: "I will always be the emperor's ......"

Song Xixuan is still dead, committed suicide, and cut off his trachea with a knife. It's just that he is not reluctant to give up that imperial power and status until he dies.

The blood was pouring all over the ground, and it looked very glaring.

Emperor Glory sighed, and as Song Xixuan fell, Glory knew that the big stone in his heart had finally landed, and the strength of his body was instantly drained.

After this battle, the Glory Emperor was also injured. It's just some skin trauma, and it's not a big deal.

Song Xixuan's death informed that this matter was over for the time being, and Emperor Glory could rest assured.

He didn't expect his closest relatives to be able to get to this point, but since he has come to this point, what can he do.

At this point, it was irreparable, and he waved his hand: "Clean it up." ”

Xiao Dengzi, who was already dumbfounded, only reacted at this time, and he waved his hand at the other eunuchs, telling them to come and clean up quickly.

Fu Ruolan ran over from behind a chaotic and busy crowd, Li Yuan's wound was still bleeding, she reached out to cover Princess Li Yuan's wound: "How do you feel?" ”

At this time, Princess Li Yuan was extremely weak, her eyelids were fighting all the time, and it seemed that it was already very difficult to open her eyes.

She wanted to open her mouth to tell Fu Ruolan that it was okay, but it was just a little painful. But she hadn't been able to say it yet, but she opened her mouth and spat out mouthfuls of blood.

The color of the blood was bright red and dazzling, and such a large amount of blood made Fu Ruolan a little frightened.

Fu Ruolan looked at Princess Li Yuan's wound and knew that this sword had injured her heart and lungs, even if she was treated at the beginning, she was not absolutely sure to treat Princess Li Yuan.

Her heart chuckled, and she counted.

Now, there is no possibility of life.

Fu Ruolan looked at Li Yuan, saw that her face was pale and painful, and she hesitated to let Li Yuan go less painfully.

Princess Li Yuan saw Fu Ruolan's expression, she knew her fate, Princess Li Yuan shook her head with a wry smile, and reached out to hold Fu Ruolan's palm.

"Aunt Lan...... Li Yuan knew that his life was short...... Li Yuan wants to say, thank you, thank you for being with me for so long. These two sentences wasted a lot of Li Yuan's strength, his face was flushed, and his lips were purple.

"Stop talking, wait and wait, I'll be able to figure out a way to save you." Fu Ruolan gritted her back molars, she didn't want Li Yuan to die, she wanted Li Yuan to survive.

She has known Li Yuan for so long and feels sorry for this little doll. is obviously still a child, but since birth, he has become a tool for power and profit. In the end, her biological father was able to use her to block the sword.

Fu Ruolan felt sorry for Li Yuan and wanted to protect her. But in the end, Fu Ruolan still couldn't protect Li Yuan.

Princess Li Yuan grabbed Fu Ruolan's palm, and her soft little hand held Fu Ruolan's slender soft hand: "Sister Ruo, I apologize to you on behalf of my father." It's just that my father is sick that he has done so many unpleasant things. ”

"I hope my sister doesn't hate my father, Li Yuan is here to thank my sister......"

When he was dying, Li Yuan was still explaining to his father. From her expression, Fu Ruolan couldn't see a trace of hatred.

Fu Ruolan was distressed, she pulled Princess Li Yuan's palm, reluctant to let go.

And Li Yuan's arm had lost its strength, and slowly slipped from Fu Ruolan's palm.

Fu Ruo

Although Lan knew in her heart that Li Yuan's life was coming to an end, she still reached out again and touched Princess Li Yuan's neck.

Li Yuan in his arms was no longer angry, and the whole person was held in Fu Ruolan's arms.

She was just a little doll, but she died like this.

Fu Ruolan can't remember Li Yuan's age, seven or eight years old? She couldn't remember, but she knew that she was still just a child, still very young, and there were still a lot of days to squander in the future.

And now, all that remains is slumber, eternal slumber.

Fu Ruolan's body trembled slightly, and she was reluctant to let go of Li Yuan. She didn't understand why such a lovely girl as Li Yuan would suffer so many setbacks, and why she withered at an age like a flower.

Nan Yuchen, who had been by Fu Ruolan's side, quietly accompanied Fu Ruolan, and he knew in his heart why Fu Ruolan was sad in his heart.

They had lost a child, and Fu Ruolan was afraid that she had already regarded Li Yuan as her own child.

I remember that not long ago, Fu Ruolan was still discussing with herself about taking Li Yuan away.

It's a pity that Li Yuan and Fu Ruolan have no fate, they just know each other, and they don't have a chance to intersect again.

"Lan'er." Nan Yuchen put a hand on Fu Ruolan's shoulder, hoping that Fu Ruolan could be stronger.

Fu Ruolan bit her lip and didn't speak, just looked at Li Yuan quietly.

For her, the children are all innocent. Life in the world is not easy for everyone who comes, and they have not experienced the ups and downs of this world, so they leave again.

"Lan'er, for her, this may be the best ending." Nan Yuchen is not very good at comforting, but what he says is sincere.

If Li Yuan did not die, he witnessed the killing of his mother and father, and there was no one of his relatives around him.

In this way, can she still live a healthy and happy life?

If she lived, wouldn't she really live in grief and pain?

The Glory Emperor didn't speak for a while, he was observing everyone's movements.

He looked at Song Xixuan on the dragon chair and Princess Li Yuan lying on the ground. Although he thought that Song Xixuan's death was innocent, his heart softened when he thought that he also had a part of the Rong family's blood in his body.