He didn't answer, he was stupid. -Uncle Haha-

From the age of six to the present, a person's best years have passed.

In a hurry, more than 20 years have passed.

Miao Lian suddenly laughed, kindly, peacefully, everyone didn't know what she was laughing at. At this time, laughter is the most inappropriate behavior.

But she did laugh, staring at her palm—and he saw it, the scar in the palm, the break in the moment.

It's not her kindness to him, it's her love for him.

Between the two, they have loved each other for many years, without any impurities, never abandoned, and the piano is harmonious.

Her laughter was even louder, and her sleeves danced suddenly.

A dagger came out of his sleeve.

Everyone screamed.

Originally, no one in the palace was allowed to carry weapons in front of the emperor, but no one searched for her when she entered the palace today, because the emperor did not give an order, everyone would not dare, and no one thought that she would carry a murder weapon.

The dagger was in his hand, and the cold light was cold.

Even Feng Miaozhi screamed, "Oh my God, this slut...... Your Majesty be careful, she is going to assassinate you......"

Tuoba Hong's face changed, and his voice trembled slightly: "Miaolian......"

He took a step forward, but could hear her shouting: "Don't come, don't come here......" The dagger was all over the place, and the screams of the concubines could be heard every time they pointed in one direction.

"Oh my God......

The dagger was pointed at his heart.

It's like in her dream.

If he dares to take a step, she will kill him.

"Stop, you are not allowed to come!"

Tuoba Hong's face was pale: "Miaolian...... What do you want? ”

"You 'forced' me...... You 'forced' me...... It was you who 'forced' me to this day......" Her eyes were messy, and she didn't have the pleasure of knocking down Feng Miaozhi at all. It's like a mourning, losing both...... The two 'female' people fell, only he was still standing, and after tomorrow, he still had countless 'female' people and favors......

But what about yourself?

What else do you have?

With all this iniquity, what face of immortality stands in front of him? What is the face of the concubines of the six palaces?

"I don't want to be sanctioned!!"

He ran over.

But it was too late.

Her dagger was already against her heart, her right hand was slightly forced, and she said sadly: "What hope do I have in this life?" I deserve it...... You deserve it......"

"Miao Lian! Miao Lian ......"

Tuoba Hong's voice was also hoarse, and his heart was suddenly frozen.

When the palm was slashed out, the blood had already soaked the fluttering 'dang' sarle, and it was so crooked and 'inserted' into her heart.

His body swayed, almost more trembling than hers.

"Someone...... Come on......"

Everyone was stunned.

But they didn't know that she didn't kill him—she killed her! Kill herself.

Before he came, he had already saved his heart of death.

Even Empress Feng was frightened, she forgot to scream, and only stared blankly at the dagger in front of her 'chest' - sisters fought, and in the end, no one became the big winner.

Everyone screamed and retreated.

Only Tuoba Hong, whose face is whiter than snow.

He hugged her tightly and shouted in a trembling voice, "Someone...... Come on...... Passing on the Imperial Doctor...... Hurry up ......"

The palace 'door' and 'hole' opened, and the imperial doctors flocked.

Even Feng Miaozhi was stunned.

At that time, no one expected such an outcome. She was at a loss, didn't that vicious slut win? Isn't Your Majesty planning for her? But why did she kill herself?

None of the concubines dared to catch up.

Even the shock of the queen's deposition was offset by this terrible scene, only a little blood was seen on the ground, very faint, but it hit everyone's heart.

In one day, the queen was deposed, and Zhaoyi committed suicide.

One is dead and one is dead, and no one dares to spread the slightest rumor.

There is some gossip, and if you know it, you have to turn around.

has been silent in the deep palace for many years, lonely life, in fact, who has the courage to commit suicide?

There was a dead silence in the Zhaoyang Palace.

The imperial doctors were busy and retreated for a while, but they didn't dare to be too far away, they all waited under the corridor and stood with their hands down and waited for a result.

The 'door' was open, but there was no sound inside.

The palace 'women' were ordered to withdraw, and only the emperor stayed in the house alone.

After too long of 'chaos' and 'chaos', his mind was like a mess of 'chaos'. I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out anything.

The 'woman' on the 'bed' had her eyes closed, her face was snow-white, and the shocking bloody dress had been changed, but she didn't wake up. Because he was so tired, his eyes were tightly closed, his eyes were black, and his eyelashes were hanging down haggardly, like a butterfly about to die.

How many years have you known each other? She said it has been more than 20 years.

He and she fell in love when they were both children.

After such a long period of affection, how could it end like this?

In the end, she fell in front of him.

Just like when she was seriously ill and dying.

Her hand was outstretched, pale and without any blood, and the green tendons on the back of her hand protruded. He gently picked it up for her, put it in the quilt, and took it out again, seeing the scars in his palms.

That's when you broke off your righteousness, right?

I didn't expect it, and I thought that everything could be done again.

He looked at her for a long time, like a stranger he didn't know.

"Your Majesty, don't 'force' me to go back to the palace...... Someday you'll regret it...... You're going to regret it......"

The words are still in my ears, do you really regret it?

He didn't know.

The heart is so bitter, isn't there a little grievance?

What are you trying your best for?

What did you 'spend' so much for?

The 'legs' were stiff and fell down with a thud.

The eunuchs and palace 'women' and 'attendants' of the palace guards rushed in when they heard the sound: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......"

Exclamations abounded, and a man in Nuoda felt that his legs and feet were numb to the point that he could not support them, just like this empty mind.

He slumped in his chair and waved his hand: "Go down, you all go down." ”

The 'door' was silent again.

"Dr. Hua has arrived."

There was a sudden sparkle in his eyes, and his legs were less numb when he stood up.

The old man with a childish face walked in, strode forward, and was rejected by him when he saluted, "Mr. Hua doesn't need to be polite, let's take a look at Miaolian first......"

After carefully looking and hearing and diagnosing the injury, after a while, he looked back and saw that the young emperor was tired and had aged more than ten years overnight.

How can a person who was once so high-spirited get so old?

Doctor Hua was slightly surprised: "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, Niangniang's injury is not too serious, but her mental strength has lost her vitality, as long as she recuperates more, it is not a big problem." ”

He was relieved.

The previous imperial doctors had said so, but he just couldn't believe it.

How can the 'female' people, who look like they are about to die, speak so lightly?

But what Dr. Hua said, Fang was final.

The stab was very shallow, and she was hungry all day and exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength, so she only scratched a little skin wound.

However, there is no greater mourning than death.

Everyone dares to commit suicide, what else is not daring?

Dr. Hua also instructed some precautions and prescribed 'medicine', which was generally similar to other imperial doctors. He's not particularly good at trauma.

He withdrew, and Tuoba felt no relief.

He remembered what it was like to be six or seven years old when he was a child.

There was a 'woman' lying on the bed: the difference was that the original 'woman' was his biological mother - it was then that he learned the secret.

The father and the queen mother broke up, they had different political views and different interests, and the politeness of the past was just an illusion. When the veil is torn, only the blood from the wound can be seen.

His favorite retainer Li Xin poisoned the Queen Mother's dim sum. Li Chong and others reported to the Queen Mother after knowing in advance, but she planned to kill two 'Bo' cats first, and then she herself took the poison 'medicine' in public.

The court career has been passed down from generation to generation, and the only thing that has not changed is the bloody nature.

Perhaps, in another thousand years, such stories will still be inevitable.

It's just that it was the mother who fell before, and this time it was the wife who fell.

At that time, how much he hated his father—he hated it so much that he wanted to break with his father, he was so cruel and ruthless, and he treated his mother like that.

The six-year-old child was full of fear, feeling that his world was about to be destroyed—the brothers had lost the favor of his father, Prince Rui had taken away his position, and Mi Guifei was infinitely beautiful—even his mother's life and death were unknown—hadn't you been jealous at that time?

Later, I asked myself countless times, was the Queen Mother never jealous in the first place?

How can a 'woman' have the courage to commit suicide if she is not jealous?

As everyone knows, one day he will also embark on such an old path.

But, yourself wrong?

Became the culprit yourself?

What else can I do besides this?

When he stood up, tears poured down his face.

However, the 'woman' on the 'bed' still lay quietly, not moved by his tears at all.

She wasn't badly hurt, she just didn't want to wake up and see the world.

The four seasons of 'flowers' blooming 'flowers' are gone, and I can't feel it.

She was so emaciated, weaker than when she was dying and sick.

He reached out to hug her, and his hand trembled violently. Her palms were cold, her body was cold, and she barely felt any heat when she held it in her arms.

Only her faint heartbeat, which he listened carefully when he pasted it. At that time, there was a kind of sad joy, the two had never been so close.

This awakening was already dusk on the second day.

The 'female' in her arms had messy hair, but her breathing became very even, and her face was not so pale.

"Miaolian, good morning."

She didn't open her eyes and slept soundly.

He didn't bother her anymore and got up quietly.

When I was about to 'draw' my arm, I saw her head slightly on one side, and her cheeks were very thin. Maybe it touched the wound, and the brow furrowed quietly.

His eyes fell on her, and he reached out and lifted the wide pajamas, and his heart was bloodied. Although the wound 'medicine' is well bandaged, how can such pain dissipate after sleeping?

In a trance, but I felt that it was a cinnabar mole on my heart.

Like the palm of her hand.