"Ha! Are you awake? Why don't you die more thoroughly if you know how to seek death?"

The woman turned around, walked towards the bed and coldly said words that could kill people's hearts.

"Your Majesty?"

Hearing Leng Yuhan's malicious words, his weak body shuddered and fell down on the collapse floor unable to hold on.

"What? Death once is not enough? Do you want me to help you?" [

One hand clasped Du Chang's neck, tightening it little by little. Leng Yuhan looked at the man who struggled on the collapse for a few times and then closed his eyes indifferently, and let go of his wrist.

"Why doesn't the emperor take action? If you die in the emperor's hands, you will live forever!"

The closed eyes opened again, and he weakly opened a beautiful smile. Du Changsheng touched the palm of Leng Yuhan's hand and held it carefully.

"Fool, are you so not afraid of death? There is always hope of survival if you are alive. What is so good about me that I am worthy of your love with your life?"

Opening the man's palm, the red marks of the blood vessels are clearly visible under the skin as white as paper gauze. The almost transparent skin is so thin that only a layer of gluten is left to wrap around the hand bones. The smooth skin has been damaged by not eating for a long time.

Lost luster and looked haggard.

Leng Yuhan's heart was pounding, thinking that it would stop hurting after the number of times it hurt. But when her hands clenched Chang Sheng's throat, Leng Yuhan's heart still trembled and trembled.

The number of times that Changsheng seeks death is not that small. After a few months, if he can't figure it out or he wants to see the cold rain and cold, he will change his method. He hangs himself every three days and jumps into the lake every five days. Now it's winter and there is no lake.

If he jumps, he will go on a hunger strike? Leng Yuhan has really given in to the mentality of eternal life and seeking death.

"The first time Changsheng saw the emperor, he secretly swore that he would not marry anyone other than the emperor in this life!"

The thin cheeks lacked much flesh and lacked their usual roundness, but the gaze from his eyes was resolute and bright, and Chang Sheng held Leng Yuhan's hand tighter and tighter, fearing that Leng Yuhan would leave just like that.

go.

"Oh, is it really so important to stay by my side? Let me tell you frankly, I have made a written contract with you, and you are not allowed to have a husband anymore. If you are with me, you are destined to be nameless and have no status, and be ridiculed by others.

Moreover, your life may be in danger at any time, even so, won’t you back down?”

Leng Yuhan has never forgotten the black and white letter he signed with Chu Qianfeng, nor has he forgotten what Chu Qianfeng said to him that day.

Chu Qianfeng might kill whoever she touches again.

Changsheng has no power, no wealth, and no influence behind him. He is a typical commoner with three things without. He has some wisdom in the court and some unique insights into political affairs, but he cannot reach the minds of people like Yu Wenjin and others.

How could he and Chu Qianfeng get along?

"Is it because the emperor doesn't accept immortality because of that contract? Immortality doesn't require status, and you are not afraid of death. You just want to stay with the emperor and stay with the emperor throughout your life!"

Knowing the reason why Leng Yuhan didn't accept him, Changsheng felt a sudden and open feeling in his heart.

"What about the emperor's husband being assassinated, Bao Xi being injured, and my blood poison? Give me a reasonable explanation."

Since Changsheng insists on staying with her, Leng Yuhan plans to reveal everything. There are some things that she must know clearly.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. It was Changsheng who was resentful because of his resentment. He hated the emperor's husband and gained the emperor's favor, but Changsheng did not want his life. Changsheng just bribed Ren Xiaoxiao to resolve his grudges, but he did not expect that they would use

That kind of cruel method. And the poison of blood evil, immortality

Biting his lip, Changsheng shed two lines of tears. Thinking of the two ice-soul silver needles that blocked his steps, he was heartbroken.

"You are not allowed to hurt the men in the palace in the future, and I agree to it. Can you promise me?"

Tears are always the best weapon for vulnerability!

In those two lines of clear tears, Leng Yuhanbai didn't want to see anyone crying for her again. She came to this world for Shi Hanyan to repay her love debt, not to owe her love debt.

Regardless of Shi Hanyan's identity, Changsheng was the first man to shed tears for her, a lonely soul from another world. Such an opinion made Leng Yuhan paranoid that what Changsheng liked was Shi Hanyan's soul.
Chapter completed!