She remained silent beside him, reaching out again to stroke his forehead.

He pulled her hand down.

"You're not Miaolian, don't touch my !!!"

She was stunned.

But seeing his eyes, he was unprecedentedly cold, like looking at a complete stranger.

It wasn't a disguise, it wasn't angry, it wasn't because of what she had said earlier that annoyed him—he was real, and there was a bitter coldness and indifference in his eyes.

He looked at her, his eyes fluttering, but very serious, carefully and carefully, looking at her from head to toe, as if to see this woman clearly, from the hair to the toes...... From her eyebrows to her hands slightly curled up with nervousness......

It was obvious that he was terminally ill, but she was so frightened that she cowered, as if she was about to die, and the person who was greeted by the god of death stretched out her hand was her.

And the holy decree on the table, lying in silence, presents an extremely strange feeling, as if an understanding between the two is a testimony to the end of a story.

Feng Miaolian's gaze moved from the Holy Decree to his face, and she saw that his face was weak and exhausted, but she was surprisingly stubborn and resolute.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered the moment when she was forced to leave the palace and go home to the temple to recuperate: at that time, she saw him with Gao Meiren, and saw Gao Meiren come out with a big belly and show that smug smile to herself......

The last bit of uneasiness in my heart immediately disappeared. Suddenly, our hearts are like iron, perhaps, we are old, so old that we have completely forgotten the taste of warmth, only remember hatred, only remember the past debts, only remember those things that are not good for us, and are hurt.

She met his indifferent gaze, and saw a strange him and a strange self from inside, and she didn't feel so sad, but a sense of relief.

"You go! Get out! ”

He gave the order to expel the guest again, and the voice was like treating a stranger, an unappreciated courtier, a eunuch, a guard, a palace maid whom he hated very much......

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will leave. Please take care. ”

"Get out!"

A "roll" word! She was slightly stunned, after all, she was unwilling, and wanted to see from his eyes whether it was the last grace and righteousness, and couldn't help but take a step forward.

However, he turned his head and clearly showed a look of fear and uneasiness, "Get out...... Get out of here...... Who are you?? Get out of here......"

The more this fear deepened, the more unclear his mind became, not a disguise, it was really not knowing her at all. Even though the two of them broke off just now, it was not acceptable to suddenly ask Feng Miaolian to believe that the person next to the pillow who was once kind and righteous did not know himself like this.

"Your Majesty......"

As if he had seen some demons, his body trembled, and the cold sweat on his forehead soaked out one after another, and slowly, even the clothes on his body became wet. It was obviously a very cold winter, and the fire couldn't cover the cold, but he broke out in a cold sweat.

Miao Lian felt even more inappropriate, and stepped forward to touch his forehead, "Your Majesty...... You...... What's wrong with you......"

He jerked her hand away, and Yachi's teeth trembled even more, gurgling as if he were sifting chaff. His body was crooked, and he was pressed against something, almost jumping in shock.

Miao Lian's eyes were quick, and she lowered her head and saw the branch of the bronze vessel next to his pillow at a glance.

She was shocked for a while, she clearly remembered that she had already taken away the branch of this bronze, and at this time, where did such a strange thing come out?

Did His Majesty go and get it himself? Or did some palace maid and eunuch bring it in again? She stared at the bronze branch in amazement, and was shocked to find that His Majesty's gaze was firmly attached to it, as if it could never be taken away.

She suddenly realized that it was this bronze that caused the illusion, and the stack of craftsmen's records that made him delirious.

She immediately went to fetch the bronze, but he protected it and hissed, "What do you want to do??? Who are you?? Go away......"

His eyes grew stranger and more wary, as if he had seen a stranger.

"Your Majesty...... There's something wrong with this thing. You let it go......"

"Fuck off...... You get out of here...... Someone, someone......" He hoarsely guarded the thing as if facing a powerful threat from an Assassin.

Miao Lian was pushed by him, and her body staggered for a while, and she couldn't resist the huge brute force that suddenly erupted from him. At this time, his beard was all open, his iron-blue face was glowing with a faint strange green, and his eyes were angry, but not focused, as if that anger did not come from his heart, but from somewhere, more of fear and ......uneasiness.

"Your Majesty, you throw this thing away, give it to me, ...... quickly"

"You go out...... Get out right now...... I don't want to see you...... Get out...... Come...... Come on......"

At the door, a guard arrived.

Ignoring the situation inside, they hurriedly pushed the door open.

Everyone's eyes were full of unease, and the guards were still holding weapons—at that moment, Feng Miaolian was in a powerful encirclement, as if she was an assassin who wanted to assassinate His Majesty.

She took a step back, originally to calm her emotions, but when she saw the guarded eyes of those guards, she was stunned, and suddenly understood, did these people think that they would do something black before His Majesty died?

She was shocked by the thought, took a step back again, and glanced sideways at the branch of the bronze vessel that His Majesty had held tightly. The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a trace of wind penetrated in, and the fire was faint, and the green rust on the bronze was even more shiny, like an inexplicable monster.

Miao Lian had never seen such a green, full of an indescribable evil feeling, it was too late for her to reach out and snatch it, and the whole person stood alone in the middle of a pile of people.

I just felt cold, thinking of Jing Ke, who failed to assassinate Qin, an inexplicable huge crime - the vicious queen mother with bad intentions.

The head of the Imperial Forest Army, led by him, looked at the queen mother very sharply, but he didn't know how to speak, so he just knelt down, "Your Majesty, please command." ”

Feng Miaolian felt a chill, like that, as if to say, as long as His Majesty gives an order, we can immediately chop this woman into meat puree.

"Get out!"

Two words are cold and cold.

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