After the imperial doctor left, Li Huan seemed to get up from the bed slowly and calmly, as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden, although weak, but very light.

It is light and does not have a feeling.

She raised her eyes to look at Yin Cheng, who was standing with her back to her, she couldn't see what his emotions were now, and she felt the green tendons on his arm explode slightly against the light.

He probably valued this heir more than she did.

After all, it was because of the imperial heir that he stayed in the Frost Cloud Hall every night.

"The emperor's heir is gone, and the emperor doesn't have to stay in the Frost Cloud Hall night and night." Li Huan seemed to be smiling, and slowly raised his pale lips, "There are three thousand beauties in this harem, and it is not inferior to me, the imperial heir......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly heard a thud of the vase being thrown off, shattering a shard of glass!

The shock made the palace maid kneel down suddenly.

Li Huan looked at the ground indifferently, and it wasn't until the man walked in front of her that she slowly raised her head and chuckled as if she was covered in thorns, "What's the matter, do you want to ask my master for not protecting this imperial heir?" ”

"Stop laughing, Tang Yan." Yin Cheng stared at her condescendingly.

Li Huan paused, and gradually restrained his smile, "Do you still cry if you don't laugh?" ”

"The imperial heir is gone, aren't you sad at all?" Yin Cheng seemed to want to see through her, and his voice was cold.

"It's okay if it's gone, you don't have to worry all day long that you will be murdered, and you will suffer from gains and losses. Anyway, the people around me won't end well, Song Jishi is, so is the child, it's much quieter when he leaves......" Li Huan said quietly, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Yin Cheng didn't speak, and watched her slowly move out the embroidery that she had hidden for the imperial heir during this period of time from the bedside.

watched her take them out one by one, and then dismantle them stitch by stitch, the small shoes that were less than an inch old, the delicate and beautiful little purse, and the half of the small clothes with the word 'Qin' tattooed in half......

"Bring a brazier." Li Huan raised his eyes and said word by word.

The palace maid hurriedly got up and went to get a pot of fire, and then Li Huan poured everything into it and burned it in public, burning it completely.

After the burning, Li Huan trembled slightly for a moment, and then hid quietly.

"Finished venting, Tang Fei?" Yin Cheng didn't stop her from doing this, but ordered everyone to step back.

Li Huan seemed to have just noticed that he was still there, after all, he had felt his presence and anger from the vase fragments just now, and she thought that he would disdain to look at her again and leave.

After all, the imperial heir is gone, and he estimates that he will regret it and feel uncomfortable, where is there any kung fu to manage whether she is uncomfortable or not, and whether she is sad or not.

"Why doesn't the emperor leave, there is no need for you to stay here." Li Huan was much colder than usual, as if he had to leave.

"You are willing to cry when I leave?" Yin Cheng saw through her mind at a glance.

Although she didn't seem to be half sad, even Yin Cheng was almost deceived by her.

But when she looked at the burned things that were shown, the tears that flashed in her eyes still let him catch them.

"The concubine has nothing to cry about, but the emperor should feel sorry for the good heir who died like this." Li Huan's voice was hoarse, looking at the pile of things that had been burned, and then at his abdomen, which had nothing left.

Really, nothing.

"I'm not sad." Yin Cheng pinched her jaw, "Do you know why?" ”

After hearing this, Li Huan looked up at his calm appearance, and then shook his head.

If he really didn't care about the imperial heir, why did he come to her Frost Cloud Hall every night, why did he smash the vase in anger just now.