Chapter 7: The Fall of the Rose

Too womb.

The imperial doctor went in and out several times, all shaking his head at Mu Chenxi at the door.

"Are you all quacks?!" Mu Chen angrily picked up the collar of the imperial doctor in front of him.

"Lord Wang, spare your life."

Mu Chenxi was blocked from the door when he came to the palace, and Mu Chenyi gave a death order and did not allow him to enter.

can only choose the imperial doctor who intercepted him at the door, but all of them say that there is no way to return to the sky.

Today's weather is exceptionally cold, as if winter has arrived early. Charcoal fires were added to all palaces, especially in the palace.

Mu Chenyi looked at the lovely person lying on the bed.

"Han'er, if this is what you want, this prince will fulfill you." Mu Chenyi pulled out the golden needle that was too medical to lose his breath, and watched Liu Xinhan's breathing become weaker and weaker, and gradually his chest did not rise and fall, and his body began to gradually get cold.

Mu Chenyi opened the door, walked to the door, and instructed the little eunuch: "Go and tell King Jing that the princess is dead." ”

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince."

The little eunuch hurriedly rushed to the door, "King Qijing, after the joint efforts of many imperial doctors, but there is still no way to return to the sky, and the princess has died, please mourn." ”

"What?" pushed the little eunuch away and hurriedly ran towards the inner hall.

Pushing open the door, I saw the silent corpse on the bed.

"Liu Xinhan." A soft call, never to be answered.

"Arise, you haven't atoned for your sins, how can you die?"

"Atonement?" Mu Chenyi's voice sounded behind him.

"Mu Chenxi, you idiot, you idiot, look at the person on the bed, look at her collarbone."

The soaked clothes on Liu Xinhan's body were not changed, and the looming rose at the collarbone stung Mu Chenxi's eyes.

"You ......" opened Liu Xinhan's neckline, and the red of the rose was like blood.

"She's Han'er? Save our Han'er? Mu Chenxi asked Mu Chenyi tremblingly.

"Yes, she is Han'er, it's a pity that she died, and she and your child also died, Mu Chenxi, do you regret it? Hate? Ha ha. ”

After speaking, Mu Chenyi turned around and left, Han'er, I will help you take revenge and let this man spend the rest of his life in self-blame for you.

"No—" A heart-rending cry resounded through the palace, filled with remorse, swept into the silent night by the cold wind.

Mu Chenxi returned to the palace with Liu Xinhan's corpse.

Liu Rouhan looked at the oncoming people, and couldn't help shuddering, why did he bring the body back, and he looked very sad when he saw the prince.

"Lord Wang......" Ignoring the corpse in Mu Chenxi's arms, Liu Rouhan crossed his arm.

"Get out."

Liu Rouhan was stunned, since entering the palace, the prince had not spoken to himself in such a resolute and ruthless tone.

"Lord Wang, what happened?" Liu Rouhan felt a faint uneasiness in her heart, she felt that something had exceeded her expectations, and was developing in an unpredictable direction.

"The princess of this king needs to rest well, and the side concubine should keep to herself for the past two days!"

Mu Chenxi directly bypassed Liu Rouhan and walked towards Hsinchu Garden with Liu Xinhan's body in his arms.

There were too many doubts in this, but Mu Chenxi didn't want to think about it, he just wanted to be quietly by the side of this cold corpse.

On the second day, King Jing's Mansion mourned for the princess.

King Jing was dressed in white and rode at the front of the procession. The expression is very depressed.

Last night, Mu Chenxi locked himself in the study, not eating or drinking, thinking about everything before, until now he still can't believe that the woman he hates the most is actually the girl who once saved him.