Feeling the loss of strength in his body, he may have known that he was dying, the man's eyes no longer escaped at this moment, and finally looked at Concubine Ming, with guilt and reluctance in his eyes, and finally all turned into relief.

Concubine Ming didn't know what she was feeling in her heart now, she should hate these people, but this person's eyes made her a little overwhelmed.

The man couldn't hold it anymore and fell down heavily.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Concubine Ming's eyes.

Lu Juan saw it in his eyes and walked to her side silently.

"Even though he's a stand-in, he seems to have developed feelings for you."

Her voice was soft, but in the silence, everyone couldn't hear it.

Concubine Ming's eyes were complicated, although it was hard to imagine, but she also felt this way.

Lu Wan sighed, wanting to say that this man might be the father of the child you lost, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

"He ......" didn't come out, but Lu Wan knew what she wanted to ask.

"Are you going to save him? I can try."

If Lu Juan hadn't recovered her memory, she would naturally not have been able to save her, but now that she has special abilities and has the experience of saving her mother, she can give it a try.

However, before Concubine Ming could answer, the man spoke first.

"No need." With difficulty in spitting out the words, the man was already angry.

As he spoke, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and it seemed that he couldn't be saved.

Maybe the man's eyes were too hot, or maybe it was too pitiful, Concubine Ming finally took the initiative to walk to the man's side.

"Is there anything else you'd like to tell me?" Concubine Ming's face was tense, and she didn't know whether to hate this person or what to do.

It was also at this time that the sky suddenly began to drizzle.

"Yes... No... from..."

The man's appearance was delicate, and the rain hit his face, and the blood mixed with the rain added a little color to this face.

There was some rain in the eye sockets, which made people unable to open their eyes, but he seemed to be desperately wide-eyed, trying to remember the face of Concubine Ming in his mind.

But life was lost too quickly, his pupils had begun to dilate, and Concubine Ming's face had been blurred unconsciously.

A tear slid down Concubine Ming's face and dripped on the man's face, but it was mixed with the rain and couldn't be seen.

Concubine Ming finally couldn't help but reach out and hold the man in her arms, his body was much colder than expected.

"I'm sorry, you're poisoned, I'm sorry, kid, I'm sorry, Ming Zhan...... I'm sorry."

When the man was dying, his voice was like a fly, and until he completely lost his breath, he was saying sorry, and Concubine Ming just hugged him and listened to him.

She didn't say "it's okay," and she couldn't have been.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and I don't know how long it took, Concubine Ming finally let go of her hand, but the person fainted.

When he woke up again, Lu Wan sat on the edge of the bed.

"When I woke up, I drank the medicine." From the head of the bed passed a bowl of brown decoction.

Concubine Ming was not hypocritical, she leaned on the wall of the bed with her body propped up, Lu Wan handed over a spoonful and she drank a spoonful, she didn't speak, and Lu Wan didn't speak until a bowl of soup and medicine bottomed out.

Putting the soup bowl back at the head of the bed, Lu Juan glanced at Concubine Ming, her eyes drooped slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The man has been buried, next to the deserted house in the back." Lu Wan whispered, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Hmm." Concubine Ming nodded imperceptibly.

"You're right, don't doubt yourself because others have hurt you."