"Eat it if you want! Sister, buy it later...!" Xiangling paused suddenly before she could finish her sentence.
"Really? Sister, will you buy it for me again?" Dongdong looked happy.
Xiangling said nothing and touched Dongdong's cheek.
"Dongdong, we'll eat the thousand-feuille cake later. Now it's time to eat!" The woman said sideways as she was about to walk in with the dishes.
"Dongdong, let's eat first!" Xiangling stood up and said softly.
"Okay, sister." Dongdong wrapped the thousand-layer cake obediently.
The family had breakfast happily. Xiangling and her mother washed the dishes together, but the woman always felt that something was wrong with Xiangling.
"Xiang Ling, has something happened to you? Tell mother."
"No, mother, what can happen to me? The princess is very good to me." Xiangling paused and said.
"But, I always feel that there is something on your mind when you came back last night." The woman always felt uneasy.
"Mom, I, I'm really fine!" Xiang Ling sighed softly and said.
Seeing that nothing could be answered, the woman sighed softly and went about her business.
Xiangling didn't speak any more, lowering her head and doing what she was doing, but her heart began to hurt little by little. She really wanted to accompany her parents until they grow old, and she really wanted to watch Dongdong grow up, but...
I can’t do it myself!
Xiangling did all the things she could do at home, and helped her mother with some handicrafts. After playing with Dongdong for a while, she started to prepare to go back to Zhujinyuan and bid farewell to her father and mother. Xiangling stood at the door with circles under her eyes.
She blushed slightly, slowly knelt down, bowed three times, stood up, and left without looking back!
Xiangling returned to Zhujinyuan. It was almost evening. She walked to the dining room and started to work. Zhao Changyuan was in Ji Hen's room, the two of them had heavy faces.
"There is really no other way!" Zhao Changyuan clenched his fists and said slowly.
"Shen Yang, can Yan Jingrong be trusted?" Ji Hen asked with a frown.
"He shouldn't lie to us about Gong Yueyue." Zhao Changyuan frowned slightly and said coldly.
"This is so unfair to Xiangling!" Ji Hen said harshly.
"I have sent people to investigate Xiang Ling's family background. Her family is not living well, so..." Zhao Changyuan knew that this matter was unfair to Xiang Ling, so he could only repay this kindness to her family!
Ji Hen knew what Zhao Changyuan meant and said nothing. The two of them had never felt that a matter had been handled so poorly!
Xiangling put the tray on the table and walked slowly to Gong Yueyue's bed. Qingdai was already tired and fell asleep on the table. Xiangling sat gently on the bedside and looked at Gong Yueyue's pale face.
, slightly hooking the lips.
"Princess, Xiangling is very lucky to be by your side, but it's all my fault that you are so sick." Xiangling lowered her head as she spoke, tears falling lightly.
"Princess, I'm sorry, I can no longer serve you, and I can no longer be sisters with the princess! However, I am very happy that I can save the princess with my life!" Xiangling's eyes were blurred with tears. In order not to wake Qingdai, she wiped them silently.
shed tears.
"Yes, I have thought about it! I want to save the princess!" Xiang Ling's mouth was still smiling. Ji Hen sighed softly.
"I'm sorry!" Zhao Changyuan lowered his eyelids slightly and said.
"My lord, I have nothing to apologize for. This slave is also responsible for this matter. I am just a servant. The princess has a noble status, so I should do this!" Xiang Ling's eyes showed determination.
Zhao Changyuan and Ji Hen did not speak.
"So, I would like to ask Mr. Ji if there is any medicine that can make this slave's walking easier!" Xiang Ling still raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Ji Hen.
Ji Hen was stunned for a moment, walked to the bed, took out a wooden box, brought it to the table outside, gently opened the wooden box, and various medicines came into view. Ji Hen took out a white medicine bottle, holding it tightly
Tight.
"This is extracted from poppy flowers. I added another liquid poison later, so it won't cause much pain!" Ji Hen put the medicine bottle on the table. No one knew how calm he was.
My heart is so turbulent.
Xiang Ling looked at the medicine bottle on the table blankly and walked over slowly, her outstretched hand trembling a little. Ji Hen turned his eyes away without looking.
Xiangling's trembling hand stopped in mid-air, clenched her fist, then slowly stretched it, and pulled up the medicine bottle.
"Thank you, Mr. Ji. I will find a quiet place to finish it off myself!" Xiang Ling said and walked out.
Ji Hen sat down weakly, and Zhao Changyuan slowly walked to the door: "Mingtian!" Mingtian responded and lowered his hands.
"Follow Xiang Ling, don't let her body... be trampled on!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Mingtian responded and flew away, disappearing. Zhao Changyuan raised his head feebly.
Xiangling walked out of Zhujin Garden calmly and walked all the way to the south bamboo forest. Xiangling's steps were neither fast nor slow. Very quickly, when she reached the end, there seemed to be an open space in front of her. Xiangling walked over again, and in front of it was
The cliff! The breeze blew by, slowly calming down Xiangling's turbulent mood. Xiangling looked up at the sky where a few stars twinkled occasionally.
Will I also shine in that sky?
The corner of Xiangling's mouth slowly smiled. In the next life, you must respect filial piety! You must love well before dying, that is meaningful! Xiangling's smile gradually deepened, but she never made a sound, and she shed two lines of tears.
He raised the corners of his mouth, slowly raised his hand, and took off the bottle cork without hesitation.
As long as you drink it, the princess will be fine! All regrets will be repaid in the next life! Slowly raise your hand and put the medicine bottle to your lips.
Dad, Mom, Dongdong, I’m sorry!
Raising her head, all the liquid in the medicine bottle poured into Xiang Ling's mouth and slowly slid down her throat. The medicine bottle fell to the ground with a sound. A streak of blood slowly slid down the corner of Xiang Ling's mouth, and her crystal-clear eyes began to become dull.
"Xiang Ling! Come on! Mom has cooked something delicious for you!"
"Xiang Ling! Dad is here to test your pronunciation of this word?"
"Sister! Sister! Dongdong wants a hug!"
"Xiang Ling, I want to eat the osmanthus cake and hibiscus cake you made!"
Xiangling looked forward blankly, how could she see her parents, Dongdong, and the princess?! Xiangling slowly raised her hand to touch the illusion, raised her feet, and slowly walked forward, the blood at the corner of her mouth was like a fountain.
Like it slipped from Xiang Ling's chin, her pupils began to slowly expand, but she tried hard to catch the illusion in front of her. Finally, her eyes closed weakly, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing Xiang Ling's body off the cliff, and a black shadow followed her.
Flying down the cliff at the fastest speed, Xiang Ling flew up the cliff with his luck. He probed the tip of Xiang Ling's nose with his finger and found that he was no longer breathing! Although Ming Tian expected this scene, his heart was still stagnant and he picked him up.
Xiangling's body walked towards Zhujin Garden. From a distance, the picture was quite beautiful, but the hand that suddenly dropped down proved that it was nothing but a tragedy!
Mingtian gently placed Xiangling's body on the bed in the side room. Zhao Changyuan and Ji Hen stood nearby with gloomy expressions. Qingdai looked at Xiangling's face in disbelief and brought Xiangling in from Mingtian.
At that time, Qingdai could vaguely guess something, but she just couldn't believe it in her mind.
"Xiang Ling is Gong Yueyue's antidote!" Ji Hen said looking at Qingdai who couldn't believe it.
"Antidote! It turns out that this is the method you found!" Qingdai said slightly, tears slowly falling. (To be continued)