It hurts so much to be burned.

Zhan Ting's whole body was upside down, and all his internal organs seemed to be upside down.

He fished out, and then, despite the ministers' obstructions, he frantically searched for her existence in the sea of fire.

No, no, no, no, everywhere.

It was as if at the moment when the dormitory collapsed, and she burned out with the fire.

In the end, the eye he had lost hurt so much that he began to vomit blood again, and even vomited out his heart.

His beautiful face was blank and distracted, and he was dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe that had been burned into tatters by the fire, leaning alone in the ruins, and his turbulent heart calmed down, as if he was dead.

Later, because the emperor could not be mutilated, the imperial doctor specially installed a false eye in his eyeballless socket.

He instructed others to release the imprisoned former Empress Dowager and make a good offering.

The queen mother heard that the fairy set fire to herself in the dormitory, and two lines of blood flowed from her empty eyes, and she was crazy and said that she blamed herself, and she shouldn't have reported her daughter as the prince with her lust.

Then he scolded him madly, at that time, the immortal used to tell her that she wanted to change Zhanting and marry her, why did she deceive and torture her like this for the throne?

The little palace maid who was holding the phoenix crown and sleeping in a corner of the palace wall was found, and knowing the ins and outs, Zhanting named her a princess and gave her to accompany the queen mother of the previous dynasty.

Later, Zhan Ting survived like a walking corpse, probably because of her sentence "Long live His Majesty the new emperor", no matter how many twists and turns he experienced, he was still alive.

Later, His Majesty the New Emperor, dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, came to the temple.

The old abbot respectfully bent down to greet him, and at his command, led him into the former temple.

The note that was once sandwiched in the scriptures has traces of time, and the sentence on it is-

Brother Huang, I like you.

If you hate this feeling, I'll restrain it.

Just looking at it makes people's hearts hurt with a big hole.

Zhanting was reluctant to burn it, so he could only put it close to his heart.

He suddenly thought of the criticism that the master had given him when he was a prince.

I can't think about it, I can't get it, I don't let it go.

Rigidity for oneself hurts others and oneself.

In the end, everything went smoothly.

Yes, he is the king of a country, and he is high.

The monk with the name Zhanting has long since died, leaving behind Liu Yuxin, the new emperor who has nothing but status.

Until he was dying of old age, Zhan Ting was no different from when he was young, but the hair on his head gradually grew, and it was snow hair.

This is already the thirtieth year of his reign, and the harem is empty all his life, and no one dares to say a word.

The country and the people are safe, all the seas are ministers, all the people are submitted, and they are called Zhanting, which is unparalleled in the world.

But he's so cold.

It was colder than when he was tortured with a rod that night and was held on the dragon chariot by the girl emperor.

He sat alone on the throne, his eyes were dark and hazy, and his shallow voice was tinted with the hoarse sound of the fire on the night of the fire, like the unpleasant sound of sand rubbing against the ground, flowing in the air.

"I believe in Buddhism – your presence made me renounce my faith."

"Then you are my faith, my hometown, and my heart."

"But when the jealous crow sings in the night, I have worn out my faith with my own hands, and destroyed my homeland."

"So I was left alone,"

"In this heaven and earth,"

"Wandering."

"Immortal ......"

"I'm sorry."

It's too late.

———— the end of the sixteenth plane————

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