Suicide?

What?!

The girl's pupils tightened, and she looked at the scarlet-colored wine under the shadow of the ghostly lamp, and... that pale, slender piece of white cloth.

"I should thank Your Majesty for allowing me to choose my own way of death." He lowered his eyes and chuckled, without any sarcasm, but his indifferent and hollow look made the eunuch's hand shake and the tray

The wine on top is shaking, almost ready to pour.

"Your Majesty, this is your Majesty's order, and the slaves only do what you are told!" He deliberately raised his voice high and high-pitched, as if this was to dispel the fear deep in his heart.

What's there to be afraid of after a deposed queen?

Yes, tonight, he will definitely die!

"Your Majesty, please choose it quickly!" He grasped the partitions at both ends of the tray and bowed to serve it.

What no one can see is the malicious curve on the prisoner's lips.

Luo Xiange slowly raised his hand and stroked the soft and thin white silk, "Killing people and punishing the heart, Ji Ciyue, you are indeed well versed in this. I have done so much evil, and I still punished you, but -"

He turned around and stared at the girl, whom only he could see. Her lips and teeth moved slightly without making a single sound.

Ji Ranyue understood, staggered half a step, suddenly lowered her head, and looked at the sharp silver scissors in her palm.

This was what Luo Xiange handed her before.

What he just said was: "Kill me..."

Her palms trembled, she clenched them tightly, raised them, and pressed them against his chest little by little under his eyes that seemed to reveal encouragement and relief.

The smile on Luo Xiange's lips was light and pure, just like when they first met, the lonely and lonely Proton would be heartbroken over the sparrows that froze to death in the cold winter. At that time, she still laughed at this man's naivety.

It's just taking advantage of the halo.

Her hands were shaking even more violently, but Luo Xiange had already closed his eyes.

He is tired.

Unexpectedly, the expected sting failed to hit him. He raised his eyes in confusion and saw the girl's plain white wrist turning sharply. The silver light flashed in the air. The candle flame swayed slightly for a moment. The silver scissors were precise.

Stab into the prisoner's chest.

A cut pierced her heart, and blood splashed onto her flower-like eyebrows, making her look like a demon.

"You...Your Majesty——" Before the prisoner fell down, his pupils narrowed, as if he had glimpsed the most unlikely person to appear here, and was horrified.

"Why did Your Majesty want to kill..."

The silver scissors were pulled out, and the prisoner completely lost his breath.

The poisonous wine was poured into the white silk fabric, creating a filthy mess. When the guards outside the palace heard the commotion, they rushed into the palace.

"Stand back!" Ji Ranyue finally saw her clear reflection in the eyes of people in this world except Luo Xiange.

The pink skirt is covered with blood, and the body is full of killing.

They mistakenly thought she was the empress, and they all knelt on the ground, although they were full of doubts.

But at this moment, the monarch's power was so strong that they lost the courage to doubt, and retreated step by step outside the palace.

Luo Xiange was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank for a moment, and he just asked based on instinct: "Why are you——"

"Luo Xiange!" Her pretty face was solemn, and the bloodstains between her eyebrows were still there, showing an edge and wantonness that no one dared to wipe away.

That's everything he lost in this deep palace.

"Are you really willing? To die in such a cowardly and cowardly way? Just like the countless lonely souls that have been buried in this hall and don't even have names, no one will care."

"Is this the life you want to choose?"

The anger that the girl had suppressed for too long in this other world, the unwillingness and struggle to be dominated by her destiny, and even the uneasiness of having no refuge for her soul, all burst out in this life, like a beam of irresistible light, piercing through his deathly silence.

heart.

"What's the point of just choosing death? That's not called freedom and liberation, it's called degradation!" Her eyes were even more dazzling and burning than that beam of light.

"If you have the guts, choose to live and live so that your enemies will gnash their teeth and have no choice but to do anything. That will be the most satisfying!"

Every word she spoke was like the edge of a knife or the light of a sword, piercing the layers of barriers in his brain.

He could faintly hear another almost imperceptible soul that had been bound in his mind whimpering softly.

No, it was a clanging sound, as loud as the broken jade from Kunshan.

He remembered everything.
Chapter completed!