Han Duchu closed her eyes, her years of faith suddenly collapsed.

No mercy? No mercy......

It turned out that in his eyes, she was just a stepping stone for him to ascend the throne as emperor.

Han Duchu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, those beautiful eyes were pitch black.

"The Four Guards."

Han Duchu called softly, and there were four more figures behind her, "Master." ”

"Take his head. Others, the resisters, are unforgiving. Those who surrender shall be imprisoned. Han Duchu's fingers pointed at the crowd below one by one, exuding the breath of a king all over his body.

After giving the order, Han Duchu returned to the main hall.

The four guards outside led Feng Lingwei and Xi Chaoge's people to mingle, but the fighting outside the hall could not affect the hall at all.

Han Duchu learned from Xi Chaoqin's example, took a blank scroll of holy decrees, and splashed ink.

In the end, she was beside Xi Chaoqin and stabbed herself in the heart with a dagger.

Before closing her eyes, she held Xi Chaoqin's hand and slowly hooked the corners of her lips, "It hurts." ”

Official book: In the first year of Chang'an, two emperors died, and the sound of the death knell resounded in the palace. The seventh prince Xi Jingrong succeeded to the throne and continued to use the country name Chang'an.

"Miss, Miss, wake up!"

Han Duchu's brows were furrowed, and his ears were buzzing, which made people irritable. Didn't she die? Is Xi Chaoqin unwilling to forgive her?

Han Duchu cried bitterly, frightened the little maid beside her, "Miss, Miss, wake up quickly!" ”

"Huh?" After Han Duchu's long eyelashes trembled a few times, he slowly opened his eyes.

It's a familiar sight, it's ...... Her boudoir?

How could it be, even if she didn't die, she should be in Fengqi Palace?

"Spring peach?" Han Duchu blinked, how did it feel like a dream?

"It's me, miss."

Han Duchu still couldn't believe it, and reached out to pull Chun Tao's face.

"Oh, miss, you can spare the slave, it hurts."

Knowing that it hurts, isn't she dreaming?

But this was too mysterious, she still didn't believe it, and reached out and pinched her face.

Hiss! It really hurts! She's alive again!

"What's wrong with me?"

"The young lady fell off her horse and fainted for two days, and the lord and the lady were dying." Chun Tao couldn't help wiping her tears, and after a few breaths, her eyes widened, "It's broken, it's broken, I have to tell the lord and the lady to go quickly!" ”

Chun Tao wiped her tears casually and rushed out the door.

Han Duchu silently helped her forehead, this stupid girl is still babbling as always!

That's fine, otherwise she would always feel that the fact that she came back to life was unreal.

Horseback wrestling? Could it be that he hunted with his father with the emperor?

She remembered that in her last life, she met Xi Chaoge when she returned home to recuperate.

In this life, she doesn't want to know anyone, let alone have anything to do with the royal family.

The most ruthless imperial family.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Han Duchu hurriedly lay on the bed and pretended to be dead.

Han Wenlong strode in, tiger and tiger.

Liu Shuangye followed behind him with a hurried face, this is Han Duchu's father and mother.

Han Wenlong looked at the person on the bed anxiously, and when he saw that her eyes were closed, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Chun Tao! Didn't you say Miss woke up? What's going on! ”

Chun Tao squeezed out a small head from behind her lady, looking puzzled, "Miss woke up just now...... I woke up ......."