Everyone is changing, getting old, not being the same as before.

But only she hasn't changed, she is still so beautiful, so beautiful, people see it at a glance, and they are excited.

"Mrs. Murong, remember my words, the damned person is not you, not Qin'er, not Brother Qianhe."

Yin Mo looked at her deeply: "Amitabha." The old man retired. ”

"Hidden End!"

Seeing him turn around and leave, Murong Yun hurriedly spoke up and stopped him.

Yin Mo glanced back at her when he heard the voice, but did not speak.

"Thank you, thank you for risking your life to tell me these truths, thank you, let me know that in Ah He's heart, he has always loved me, and he has never betrayed me."

Knowing this, she is enough.

There is nothing more to ask for.

Yinmo shook his head, said Amitabha again, and left.

...

The murder of the prime minister by Mrs. Murong spread throughout the capital almost on the same day.

Whether it is the capital or the palace, it is the first time to get the news.

It is said that Mrs. Murong was stimulated and ran out after a big quarrel with the prime minister.

But not long after running out, he ran back, which was very different from the appearance of crying and leaving before, but took the prime minister's hand with a meek face and offered to make him food.

For more than 20 years, Murong Yun's gentle appearance can be counted with her fingers, almost none.

At that time, Gu Wei thought about it more, thinking that she would think about it when she went out this time, knowing that in this world, who really loved her and cherished her, he looked at Murong Yun with a smile, tears in his eyes, more than 20 years of dedication, and finally got the reward of his beloved woman, even if he let him die at that moment, he was worth it.

But he didn't expect that she would actually kill herself.

During the meal, she injected a deadly poison to make him realize what it means to be truly alive rather than dead.

Facing despair....

Murong Yun watched coldly as he crawled on the ground in pain, wanting to die but unable to die, he could only feel the poison that pierced his intestines spreading, devouring, gnawing, and burning in all corners of his body.

He was bleeding from all his orifices, and he was looking at the woman who was still smiling at him, and at this moment, his gaze was naked hatred, this was her.

The gaze she should have, the hatred has spread up a lot, this kind of hatred makes him dare not force his eyes, this is a kind of hatred that wants his life and wants to cut him with a thousand knives.

"Why? Yun'er.... Why? ”

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't.

Obviously, everything is going well, obviously his Yun'er has forgiven herself, obviously she cooks for him personally, and is willing to let him off her suspicions, but he didn't expect that she really drugged the food.

The world says that relatives can be guarded against, even their own parents can be guarded against, but it is his own pillow person, he knows that he has deceived Murong Yun so much, she hates herself in her heart, and she can't wait to let herself die, but what he didn't expect was that she would really kill herself.

They have been together for so many years, he obeys her, never beats her or scolds her, he is centered on her, as long as she is happy, he spends all his heart and effort to do it.

He thought that even if he couldn't get her in return, at least, she would be willing to stay by his side, and she would willingly accept his kindness to her....