She finally changed the name of herself again.

On her jade countenance, there was an intoxicated, happy smile that had never appeared before.

There was silence for a moment, followed by a cry of despair like a sea.

Li Zenan's smile stiffened on his face, he was so close to Li Xiyun, but listening to the other party's last words, he could only watch everything happen in front of him, but he didn't have time to do anything.

Probably as Li Xiyun said, he was too confident, so he couldn't think of Li Xiyun's third way at all.

He stretched out his hand, and the beauty of his beloved sister was several feet away, but he couldn't touch it.

He tried to take a step, but he couldn't move his legs.

Li Xiyun still closed her beautiful eyes tightly, with a happy smile on her face, as if she was a sleeping beauty.

The hundred flowers on the wide sleeves show people the beauty of the world, but it is only a moment of beauty.

She pulled the dagger out of her sleeve.

It was a gift from Li Xianyue to Wan Lianshuang, the princess of Jin, and finally beside Li Xianyue, Wan Lianshuang committed suicide with this dagger.

That night, Li Xiyun also used it to try to assassinate Li Zenan, but failed.

Today, Li Xiyun used that dagger to kill herself.

Probably having tasted too much royal blood, this dagger actually looks so beautiful, just like its current owner.

"Cherish the ......"

Li Zenan's hand was still hanging there, his feet couldn't take a step forward, and he actually lost his voice for the first time in his life.

"Princess!"

"Don't, princess!"

"Oh my God, what are you doing, princess!"

……

The palace maids of Changliu Palace, the people of Chang'an, the guards of Changliu Palace, and even those palace guards all rushed towards there like crazy, and they almost heard the sound of their heartbreak, so clear and painful!

The tragedy is the destruction of good things for people to see, and it happened once that night, and it happened again today, all done by the man who was now wearing the dragon robe.

The bright red blood, soaked in the bright red dress, bloomed one after another, becoming more and more beautiful and more and more captivating.

Wide-sleeved exhibition, one look at the city, and then look at the country, the death of the red face, the world is glamorous.

"Tick", "tick......

The blood flew and swayed along the fragrance of flowers in the spring breeze.

It's beautiful, it's so beautiful that it makes people's hearts move.

At this moment, even the most colorful and dazzling group of flowers, no matter how bright and dazzling the palace skirt, seem to be eclipsed at this moment, and nothing is more beautiful than their owners.

The feeling of great despair almost crushed everyone, and countless people fell to their knees in pain, not knowing what they had done and what had happened.

Li Xiyun was like a flower that opened to the most brilliant withered, the bright red palace skirt bloomed, and she fell backwards with a smile.

She thought back to the past, remembered her childhood, remembered her mother, remembered Xue Zhao, remembered that person, and finally, her figure among the peach petals.

She has gained so much, she is the most beautiful woman in the Northern Tang Dynasty, she has had glory and wealth since she was born, but after so many years, she suddenly found that she was still so lonely......

……

……

It was a short moment, but it made people see the distance between life and death.

It turns out that the difference between life and death is also so short.

Just one moment, their pride was still standing there, making their hearts flutter, and the next moment, the bright red blood shattered their dreams, and in the end it was nothing.

The first beauty in the Northern Tang Dynasty, Princess Guangle killed herself.

This scene, this fact, crushed countless people at this moment, and the people of Chang'an and the palace maids knelt on the ground, crying bitterly, in pain.

The palace guards and the Changliu palace guards all threw down their weapons, as if they had temporarily abandoned their duties.

A tear slipped down Li Zenan's face, but it quickly dried.

No one knew what he was thinking at this moment, but he must have felt a lot of pain in his heart.

However, the moment the second tear was still dry, his grief disappeared before he could appear.

Because just now, he heard a slight "ding" sound.

The dagger in Li Xiyun's hand did touch her Xiuxiang, and she did feel the pain, and she was unconscious at this moment.

But the dagger shook for a moment, deviating from its trajectory.

At the same time, at the same moment when Li Xiyun fell, a shadow appeared behind her.

A pale-skinned, bloodless feminine young man appeared there as if out of thin air, holding Li Xiyun's delicate body like a withered flower.

The palace skirt is like blood, and on it, there is real blood, the blood of beauties, open in the most beautiful youth.

He smiled at Li Zenan and said, "Oh, Your Majesty, it seems that the minister has made another great contribution, and this is what Your Majesty owes me again." ”

At this moment, Li Zenan's expression has completely returned to normal, but his expression is slightly cold, and at the same time, he can't suppress his anxiety, and his voice seems to be roaring:

"But my most important imperial sister still closed her eyes, and you still have the face to ask me for credit!?"

The young man was not afraid, still smiling, and gently probed Li Xiyun's pulse with his white and cold fingers, and said, "There is still help, but that is something that your imperial doctors should be worried about." ”

His words seemed to make people sober up instantly, even Li Zenan.

The handsome man in a dragon robe, his steps lost his usual elegance and calmness, almost as if he was stumbling, he rushed to Li Xiyun and hugged her delicate body.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that his imperial sister was so thin, and he suddenly felt great pity in his heart.

The imperial doctor will arrive soon, he held his imperial sister, looked at the still beautiful and moving face, and suddenly realized that he cared about her so much, he cared so much that it was incredible, if she really lost, he didn't know what he should do.

He seemed to be much haggard, his handsome face was darkened, and his eyes were glazed.

He really didn't expect that in the face of his own persecution, Li Xiyun would choose to self-destruct.

For him, is it really important whether he has feelings for Xue Zhao or not?

Xue Zhao is an excellent young man, Li Xiyun likes to admire Xue Zhao, as long as she marries him, it is a matter of time before she becomes emotional.

But Li Xiyun doesn't think so, in her eyes, yes is yes, no is no, there is no so-called improvisation, just like when she chose to marry Guan Kuo, she never thought about making do, because she knew that Li Xunan would not give Guan Kuo a chance to turn over, and she would not have the opportunity to really become the other party's wife.

(End of chapter)