Li Jun grabbed Su Jinxiu's hand, as if he was grasping the last light of his life. Even if he is terminally ill and a little embarrassed, it is difficult to hide his youthful demeanor.

Su Jinxiu wanted to withdraw his hand at first, but when he thought that he was about to be buried in the imperial tomb tonight, he endured it.

Li Jun sighed, and the past appeared in front of his eyes one by one, but the woman in front of him who he couldn't let go of the most, muttered in a begging tone,

"I've circled you for most of my life, and I haven't waited for Ah Jin's words of willingness, I'm about to die, even if I lie to me."

Su Jinxiu held Li Jun's hand and tightened it continuously, but tears rolled down drop by drop.

From the-for-tat confrontation when they entered the palace to the silence at the end, the two tortured each other, painful and depressed.

"It seems that you still hate me after all, I forced you into the palace and didn't want to see you tie the knot with other men, thinking that as long as you are treated well, it should be covered with a stone. But this cover, it's more than 20 years, you see, I have given birth to Huafa. After I'm gone, I'll give you back your freedom, I don't want to be resented by you underground. ”

Li Jun continued, chuckling, but the tears in the corners of his eyes quietly slipped onto the pillow.

After speaking, he propped himself up, took out the book behind the pillow, and stuffed a piece of tissue paper into Su Jinxiu's arms tremblingly. He lay straight back, panting heavily.

Having obtained the freedom that he had been asking for for half his life, Su Jinxiu had mixed feelings in his heart at the moment, and the words he originally wanted to question turned into silent silence.

After torturing each other for most of their lives, their words had already become extremely pale, and holding the book in her hand, Su Jinxiu couldn't help crying, and the tears slipped down to the collar like pearls with broken threads.

The big letters on the paper read:

All the causes of husband and wife, the relationship between the three lives in the previous life, and the beginning of the husband and wife in this life. If the relationship is not compatible, it is compared to the enemy, so it is relative. Since the two hearts are different, it is difficult to return to the same mind, and they will soon meet their relatives, and each will return to its original way. May after the lady and son are separated, recomb the cicada sideburns, sweep the eyebrows beautifully, and choose the master of the high palace with a skillful and slender posture...... One parting and two wide, each life rejoices.

Xianyun was the joy of his youth, and the red gauze remained in the deepest part of his memory, untouchable, for the most gorgeous cinnabar mole.

Su Jinxiu is the only person in his life who wants to grow old, but unfortunately the white head has arrived, but he can't accompany him. In this case, it is better to let her go free, otherwise after his death, according to the Tianlan etiquette system, she will not escape the fate of martyrdom.

Su Jinxiu's tears gradually stained the tissue paper, and she choked up with tears,

"Li Jun: At a certain moment, I really loved you and wanted to join hands with you until I grew old. But there are so many things between us, and no one can get through. ”

After so many years of honorable companionship, it would be false to say that I had never been moved. But Li Jun's ruthless methods cut off her last bit of thought, and in the end, it was a chicken feather and ended miserably.

Li Jun raised his arm with the last strength of his body, gently wiped away the tears on Su Jinxiu's face, and said with a smile,

"Even if you have a slight liking for me, I will be satisfied. How cold it is to sleep underground, I want to ask for a wisp of your green silk to be buried in the imperial tomb, which is the last thing I beg you. ”

After hearing this, Su Jinxiu immediately went to find scissors in a panic, cut off a section of her hair, and put it into Li Jun's hand.

Li Jun clenched the wisp of green silk and smiled with satisfaction, so it was okay.

Seeing that the man's breath on the couch was getting weaker and weaker, Su Jinxiu could no longer hide the grief in her heart, and cried on the edge of the collapse, as if she had vented all her resentment and indebtedness over the years.

The moon was hidden in the dark clouds, and only the stars to the southeast were bright.

The atmosphere in the hall was quite solemn and tense, and Deputy Commander Chen rushed to the Taiji Hall after receiving Li Chengren's news, but was blocked back by Xing Fuzhi's people. Neither of the two parties made the first move, waiting for the opportunity.

In the Taiji Hall, the decoction in the jade bowl is no longer steaming, and the candles in the hall are about to burn out. A gentle breeze blows the bright yellow gold thread tent.

Li Jun seemed to recall the best picture in his life, smiling, unloading his exhaustion and responsibility, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

It turns out that something more beautiful than this power is the smile of your beloved. If I abandon this throne, I will not be able to protect you; Sitting on this throne can't give you the freedom you want.

There are too many things to choose in this life, and you can't have both fish and bear's paws, if there is an afterlife, he would rather hide in the mountains and wilderness, be in the world, and never be contaminated with half of the love in this world.

Su Jinxiu's hand trembled slightly, and he reached under Li Jun's nose, he is dead, she is free, but why can't she be happy.

I don't know when Li Xinghe quietly walked back from the main hall, looking at Su Jinxiu, who had a slightly messy bun in front of him, his eyes were moist, and he was depressed, Li Xinghe also knew what was going on.

Even if there are no Gu worms, Li Jun will not be able to escape death, maybe this is the destiny of heaven.

Li Xinghe helped Su Jinxiu, who was sitting on the ground, up, but at this time, there was a noise outside the hall, and there seemed to be a faint sound of swords colliding.

In the hall, Li Chengren hurried over and wanted to rush directly into the Taiji Palace, but was stopped by Xing Fuzhi, and the two sides fought patiently for a long time.

It wasn't until Xiao Ruyan stepped into the hall that the two sides stopped.

Although Xiao Ruyan was only dressed in plain clothes, her hair was only held by a golden hairpin. But after all, she is also the queen of the dynasty, and the majesty on her body can also suppress the people below.

Xiao Ruyan cuffed his sleeves, stood in the center of the hall, not angry and arrogant, and said in a deep voice,

"All the Qing family gathered here and entered the palace with swords in hand, is this a rebellion?"

The Praetorian Guards had never seen such a formation, and they looked at each other for a few times and immediately put down the weapons in their hands. Entering the temple with a sword in hand is a great crime of rebellion, and if it weren't for their immediate bosses, they wouldn't want to take this trip to the troubled waters.

Xiao Ruyan turned around and went to the inner hall, and after walking a few steps, he saw Li Xinghe walking out, only to hear Li Xinghe shouting "The emperor is dead".

Every word pierced Xiao Ruyan's heart like a needle prick, and she didn't even see the last face of her husband. The footsteps of moving forward stopped, and the people in this hall should be Su Jinxiu.

With his back to everyone and standing in the shadows, Xiao Ruyan's tears fell one by one. This is her husband who was born and died as the same husband, and she didn't want to see her in the end, right?

But she still has to hold the posture of a queen, calm her emotions, and deal with his aftermath, she is a perfect queen and a puppet.

Li Xinghe walked in front of Xiao Ruyan, saw the tears on her face clearly through the moonlight, and felt the sorrow on her body. With the dignity of the queen, but without the favor of the emperor, it is very sad!