Chapter 513: The Empress Inspirationally Becomes a Faint King (67)
Suddenly, his fingertips froze, and an abrupt thought came to mind, and his breathing stopped.
She had deliberately wanted to drink ginseng tea, and from the moment she decided to give him the token, she didn't think about continuing to live.
No!
"Zhining, why are you so stupid, why don't you wait for me, I'm back, Zhining, I'm back, and where are you?"
The man rested his head on the tombstone and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, two drops of crystalline liquid fell, smashed on the cold ground, and blurred one after another.
"Boom!" The thunder sounded, and the raindrops fell, drop by drop, more and more, and finally intertwined into a hazy curtain of rain.
The bean-sized rain fell on the man's head, and his body was quickly drenched, and the rain dripped down the tips of his hair.
Later, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.
"Zhining, I want to share my joy with you, but what I am waiting for is your death, you know, at that moment, my world collapsed."
"I failed you, you must be disappointed in me, I ignored your feelings, took the token and abandoned you, you must be very sad, that's why I made the determination to seek death."
"Zhining, I'm sorry, I regret it, I really regret it, if I knew that this would be the result, I should have told you all the truth in the first place, I should have died, I should have died."
The man's fist with the rain hit him in the face again and again, but he didn't feel the pain, because his heart was aching, aching, aching.
At this moment, he realized that the original distress was the worst.
The wind stopped, but the rain became heavier and heavier, like the dragon king shedding tears, dripping on the man, and the cold seeped into the bone marrow.
The man raised his hand and gently stroked the tombstone that was wet by the rain, and the coldness spread from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart, piercing the pain in his heart.
He had only been gone for a long time, and the person he loved had become a cold grave.
In the hazy smoke and rain, he seemed to have returned to the cold palace, his mother took his hand, and the piercing coldness still made him shiver.
"Zhining, you know what? My mother was originally a concubine who was deeply loved by my father, and later conceived me, and she was even more favored, but all this was favored by other concubines, who secretly designed to frame my mother, causing her to be sent to the cold palace. ”
"I was also born in the cold palace, when I was born, my father didn't even come to see it, but just sent a nurse to take me away, I usually live with the nurse, and I can't see my mother a few times a year, whenever I see other princes can be coquettish with my mother, I am very envious."
The man's thin lips were closed one by one, and the sound that slowly floated out was shattered by the rain.
"Because of my mother's relationship, I was ostracized everywhere, other princes often bullied me, when I was six years old, my mother died of illness, at that time my father did not go to see my mother for the last time, and I was not allowed to see her, I secretly went to the cold palace to see my mother, before dying, she told me that if you want to live safely in the palace, you must pretend to be mentally retarded and incompetent, idle, and have no ambition to compete for the throne, otherwise someone will definitely want to get rid of me, I follow her advice, in order to live safely to this day."
A wave of hatred crept up into his water-soaked eyes, he clenched his fists, green tendons appeared, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura.
"At that time, I swore to myself that one day, I would avenge my mother and let all those who framed my mother get retribution."