Zhan Yu didn't speak, and sat there watching the candle burst out of white flowers, reflecting his eyes, and the light and shadow sparkled.

All she could hear was him, "Where I am going is in her heart." ”

With a crackle, the candle burst open, illuminating Liu Yanjin's delicate face pale and miserable, no matter how long it has passed, no matter what situation Zhao Zishi has forced him into, he still wants to return to her heart.

Her heart is his grave, even if she dies, she will be buried in her heart, this is her place.

can't say anything, what can she say, it turns out that there are some things that can not be obtained by hard work and companionship, nor can she be persistent, at that time, she should be naïve, thinking that he is hers in the end.

After a long time, water can penetrate stones, and Zhan Yu's heart is harder than stones, no matter how she covers it, it can't be hot.

The hall was very quiet, no one could hear the voice, the two of them sat there quietly and listened to the candle fire emitting a fluttering silver flower, it seemed that the candle was burning very happily tonight, and I didn't know the pain in people's hearts.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a noisy sound outside the hall, and someone rushed in from outside the hall, stumbling, bringing a body of wind and snow, and the temperature in the house decreased with his appearance.

He rushed in, his steps staggered, he couldn't stand steadily, and suddenly he knelt in front of Zhan Yu and Liu Yanjin, it was Meng Ping.

was too flustered, his face turned pale, and he cried wailingly: "Your Majesty, Mrs. Broken, Mrs. Broken committed suicide by jumping off the tower!" ”

With a click, she seemed to hear the sound of someone's heart breaking, she quickly turned her head to look at Zhan Yu, the man's face was not bloody, and he reached out to hold on to the edge of the table and wanted to stand up, but because he was too weak, he just stood up and fell forward.

"Your Majesty."

Liu Yanjin let out a wail and rushed up to help him up, but before he could get up, his chest rose and fell violently, and he spit out a mouthful of red blood forward, and the grief was extremely painful, and it was difficult to calm the huge sadness.

Meng Ping was also frightened, and crawled over crying and helped the emperor up from the ground with Liu Yanjin, crying profusely.

"Your Majesty, don't be too sad." He knew that the emperor was very good to Mrs. Duan, but no one knew what the relationship between Mrs. Duan and the emperor was.

Even vomited blood.

Zhan Yu was helped back to sit on the warm couch, he was already too weak to sit upright, so he could only lean on the tuan mat that Liu Yanjin folded for her, and asked Meng Ping with a snow-white and weak face: "She...... Why? ”

That woman has always cherished her life very much.

"King Yue brought people to negotiate, and Mrs. Duan climbed up the city tower and said that she wanted to apologize for her life and ask the eleventh princess to spare the emperor." Meng Ping cried and told Zhan Yu what had happened, constantly wiping his tears and looking really sad.

Zhan Yu coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, it was already difficult to support, closed his eyes and fell back, and the last sentence was: "Open...... Shing mun...... Let her in. ”

Meng Ping was stunned and didn't move, but he heard Liu Yanjin crying and shouting: "Hurry up and do what the emperor does!" ”

She knew why he had let her into the city now, he just wanted her to be by his side when he ran out of gas.

understands his love, feels sorry for his infatuation, even if the woman is not her, she is willing to fulfill it.