The fire had been extinguished, and Concubine Jing had planned for a long time, and when the fire broke out, she committed suicide by throwing herself into a well, and only one person was burned to death in the dormitory, and there was only a white cloth covering a corpse on the charred earth.

There was a circle of kneeling people outside the dormitory, all crying.

Ning Chi rushed to the dormitory amid such a cry.

As soon as he saw the white cloth, he could no longer control his horse, and fell from his horse.

His legs weren't healed yet, and he still had a cone of pain, but now he couldn't feel it.

Ning Chi stumbled to the white cloth and knelt down.

He lifted the white cloth with trembling hands, only to see a burned corpse lying under the white cloth, but a pair of feet were still intact, and the scar of the hamstrings was still vivid.

Ning Chi's movements paused, and he even stopped breathing.

She must have been joking.

Didn't she want to go to the border? She could go right away, how could she die in this palace?

Ning Chi looked around blankly with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to find the little general who was hiding and was watching his jokes.

But there was no one around.

Only a corpse lying under the white cloth in front of him reminded him that this was the person he loved.

Ning Chi slowly stretched out his hand, hugged her, and kissed her forehead gently.

"Wanton wine, drunken I'm back, you, don't scare me...... I really know it's wrong......"

He whispered, the light in his eyes fading out.

"Don't you think my liking makes you sick? I won't like you anymore, really...... I don't like you anymore, wake up, I got the medicine back, you took the medicine and got better, I also named you the general who protects the country, and the soldiers and horses in the world are under your control, how about ......"

Speaking of medicine, he finally came to his senses, took out the medicine bottle from his chest in a panic, poured a pill from the medicine bottle with trembling hands, and put it to her mouth.

"Drink and take the medicine and then go to sleep, okay? Drinking? ”

The person in his arms even burned his lips, only the charred bones remained, and Ning Chi refused to take medicine no matter how much he coaxed his little general.

So he took the pill in his mouth and kissed it gently, trying to pry her lips open and put the pill in her mouth.

But he couldn't get in.

The body of the person in his arms was cold, but it hurt Ning Chi's whole body.

Tears rolled down his eyes in large chunks and fell on the man in his arms.

The Venerable Emperor whimpered like a badly wounded young beast.

It's cold in autumn, and it's freezing cold on her body.

Ning Chi was afraid that she would be cold, and hugged her tightly as before.

But no matter how he covered it, she couldn't get back any warmer.

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It is another golden autumn, and the wheat in the field is hanging down the ears heavily, which indicates another year of harvest.

In the past 20 years, Ningguo Yingying sang and danced, the prosperous era was peaceful, Emperor Wen worked hard, and the entire Ningguo Shun Taihe, although he did not raise troops to fight against other countries, but because of the strength of Ningguo, he still came to the court from all directions, and there were more countries than before.

The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the storyteller in the teahouse took pictures of the story between the emperor and the queen today.

"Last time, I said that Emperor Wen signed a contract to save the queen mother, and finally saved the queen mother safe and sound......"

The teahouse is still lively, and occasionally there are storytellers who nod their heads again and again.

Since the death of the queen, the current saint has dismissed the harem and has never accepted a concubine.