Before I walked up a row of high steps, I looked up and saw two cold words written on the black-iron gate.

Prison.

My heart trembled, and a bad premonition arose.

Level by step, I could feel my legs trembling slightly.

It gradually became clear to me in my heart, but I still hoped that I was thinking too much.

The prison was dark, and only a glimmer of light shone from the patio, which was lifeless.

I could see some candles flickering in the distance, and as soon as I walked there, I saw Izawa sitting firmly in it holding a tea cup.

Seeing me coming, Izawa was expressionless, stood up and walked in front of me.

I was a little confused, but Izawa took my hand and pulled me over.

I subconsciously wanted to struggle, but Izawa clasped my wrist tightly and pulled me away without saying anything.

A dimly lit cage appeared in front of me, and Izawa nodded, and someone opened the door.

I vaguely watched a person kneeling there, and my heart suddenly froze.

Izawa led me in, and the prison guard nodded.

The guard took hold of the kneeling man's head and dragged him up.

Suddenly, a blood-stained face appeared in front of me, and I was almost stunned for three seconds before I realized.

Be...... Duanwang.

My heart twitched, and I reached out to cover my mouth.

"Ruoling ......"

I subconsciously wanted to rush up, but I was tightly grabbed by my arm by Izawa next to me.

King Duan was a little delirious, but when he saw me, he still tried to open his blood-red eyes and look at me.

I trembled violently, tears falling wildly.

I know there will come a day, and I've been trying so hard to prevaricate myself, maybe, maybe,

Maybe Izawa will also have a miscalculation.

But he didn't.

Still not.

"Yao'er ......"

Duanwang's hoarse voice was almost speechless.

Hearing this Yao'er, my heart felt like it was pierced by a dagger.

"Don't ......"

The blood from the corner of Duanwang's mouth slowly overflowed, and his words were extremely vague, I didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Don't ...... See ......"

What the? I frowned slightly, not hearing him clearly.

King Duan lowered his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Obviously, my consciousness was already a little cloudy, but I still tried to say something to me.

"Right...... Not ......"

"Yao'er ......"

"What if...... Really, there is an afterlife......"

Izawa nodded to the guards beside King Duan.

"I ......"

Duan Wang was out of breath and struggled to raise his eyes to look into my eyes.

"I'll ......"

"Protect your ......"

Comprehensive.

A flash of white light spurted out.

tear

heart

crack

lungs

"No !!"

I almost shook off Jing Ze with all my strength and rushed in front of Duanwang.

"Don't! No...... No...... Ruo Ling ......"

I picked up his body, obviously he was still warm, why didn't he move.

My hands were shaking so hard that I couldn't cover the huge gash in his neck.

But the blood is still hot......

It's still hot......

Why do you ignore me, why! You say something, you say something......

Never before had there been such desperation, and I hugged him tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Tears burned my hands, but the blood on my hands was getting colder and colder.

Han Ruoling, you, wake up...... Wake up, okay?

I'm willing to trade everything for you back.

Wake up,

Please......

……

I don't know when I fainted, but when I woke up, I was already in the ashram.

I was changed into clean clothes and lay on the bed, Wanghe was holding a small warm and wet handkerchief, and was engrossed in wiping the blood between my fingers.

I had a terrible headache and my eyes were so dry and swollen that I couldn't open them.

I withdrew my hand, and Wanghe was startled.

Propping myself up, I struggled to sit up.

I glanced outside, and it was not yet dark.

The scene before I fainted, like a red-hot soldering iron, was imprinted in my brain.

A heartache struck, and my palms seemed to be able to feel Ruoling's blood slowly cooling in my arms.

I raised my hand and looked into my palm.

It's already white and flawless, and there is still a trace of blood.

My hands began to tremble slightly, and tears blurred my vision.

Still can't believe it.

How nice it would be if it was a nightmare.

He said, I'm sorry.

He said that if there is an afterlife, he will definitely protect me.

At this time, how could he not know that I was not the dead Wei Yao.

I'm Wei Yao! I am the Wei Yao he loves!

What exactly did I do to get things to this point?

Tears burst out of his eyes, his palms covered his eyes, and he cried heartbreakingly in an instant.

Got it too late, didn't it?

The moment Ruoling died in my arms, I clearly felt how much my heart hurt.

When I questioned his purpose, his feelings, and the truth of everything, I never thought that my love for him was true from a certain moment.

Why do I think so much, why don't I close my eyes and ask my heart.

Is anything else important?

Is there anything more important than being able to be with the people I love?

I smiled wryly, wiped my face, got out of bed, and walked towards the inner room.

Wanghe hurriedly stepped forward to support me, and his immature little hands were not as steady as Mama An.

"Wanghe?"

As soon as I opened my mouth, I found that my nasal voice was very thick.

"The slave is here." Wanghe bowed his head and whispered in reply.

"How old are you?"

Wanghe was stunned for a moment, and replied honestly: "The slave maid is fifteen years old this year. ”

"Fifteen," I muttered in a trance, "this is too small. ”

When I got to Guanyin, I sighed and knelt down, closed my eyes, and stopped talking.

After a while, there was movement outside.

"Miss Wei, it's time for dinner."

Wanghe whispered beside me.

I ignored her and knelt with my eyes closed.

The aroma of the food wafted in, and I didn't even have any appetite at all.

With my eyes still closed, I knelt quietly in front of Guanyin, motionless.

The movement outside faded away, and the door to the inner room was opened.

I heard Wanghe trotting outside, and then came back a little later.

The door to the inner chamber was shut, and everything was quiet again.

I knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and repented of my sins over and over again.

But no matter how hard I tried, Ruoling's face was always in front of me.

He was in pain, powerless, and did not have the slightest aura of the past.

But even so, he still wanted to see me.

Ruoling, I miss you too.

Really, really.

I never thought I'd think of you like that.

I let the heartache spread through my body, and now I feel that I deserve it, no matter how much pain it is.

Even with my eyes closed, I couldn't stop crying.

But my Ruoling will never come back.

I can no longer be coquettish in his arms, look at his helpless expression, and finally rely on me.

I can no longer hold his waist when I get up in the morning and don't let go, seeing that he is angry and doesn't dare to touch my big belly, so he can only accompany me to bed.

I could no longer quietly enjoy his tender kisses, which landed between my eyebrows and lips.

I can no longer accompany him to watch spring buds and summer rain, autumn wind and winter snow.

I can no longer look forward to our children with him...... Be born.

When I opened my eyes and looked at Guanyin, my vision was a little unclear.

Bodhisattva, why are you so merciful, why do you watch me and kill the person who loves me the most?

Why don't you kill me?

Wait, yes.

If I die now, can I take our children with me and catch up with Ruo Ling, who is still waiting for me on Huangquan Road.

My heart trembled, and I only felt that my whole body was stunned.

How could it not have been thought of.

When Ruoling died, I should have died with him.

I smiled sweetly at Guanyin, and Wanghe on the side was obviously startled by my weird smile.

Wanghe cautiously walked over and persuaded me softly, "Miss Wei, you better go and eat some." Now that you are pregnant with a child, it is a time when you are hungry. ”

I was a little surprised, this Wanghe is obviously different from Mama An.

"Do you think my child can be saved?"

Hearing my calm rhetorical question, Wanghe was also dumbfounded.

As Izawa's subordinate, Wanghe certainly knows Izawa's attitude towards my belly.

Wanghe didn't answer, but retreated silently.

I continued to close my eyes and knelt silently in front of Guanyin.

After calming down a little, I gradually had a thought.

I need to die, but not now.

Since I see death as home, what else do I have to fear?

Ruoling, if you can hear me, please give me a moment and wait for me.

……

In the past few days, Izawa has not appeared.

It's good.

I need time to cry for my husband, and I need time to think about the next steps.

Day 7, night.

At my side is Wanghe.

After dinner, the little girl carefully helped me into the inner room to continue my meditation.

"Wanghe?" I whispered to her, "Where has Your Majesty been these days, and why hasn't you come here?" ”

A trace of hesitation flashed in Wanghe's eyes, and he replied: "Your Majesty has been busy with political affairs these days, and he hasn't entered the harem for a long time. ”

I thought about it for a moment and asked tactfully, "That...... When I fainted that day, but His Majesty sent me back? ”

Wanghe nodded: "Your Majesty brought you back, but you just took good care of it and left." ”

I have points in my heart.

Wanghe, this girl is young, not as sophisticated as Mama An, and not as step-by-step as Zhiqiu.

Let's not talk about clichés, talk about something that you don't have, you can still know a lot.

I pretended to smile shyly: "Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, and I can't be disturbed, why don't you help me with something?" ”

Wanghe was stunned for a moment, and saluted: "Miss Wei is polite, you just order." ”

I asked her very cautiously: "My sister is also in the Yan Palace now, but it is His Majesty's Mrs. Wei, do you know?" ”

"The slave knows."

"My sister was kind enough to persuade me, but I didn't take it to heart at that time," I smiled embarrassedly and continued to act, "I've thought about it these days, and I've been too harsh on her......"

I raised my head and said cautiously to Wanghe: "Can you help me pass a word to her, if she can ignore the past suspicions, I want to meet her, there are some things I want to talk to her." ”