"Nan Xing, it's so dark today, please light the candle quickly."
"Yes, Princess.
I wanted to order it just now, but I was afraid of waking up the princess, so I didn’t order it. I’m going to order it here.”
Nan Xing said, quickly found a fire seal and went to light the candle.
Soon, she lit the candle and the room suddenly became brighter.
Princess Zhao looked across the street and saw the lights on the other side were bright, but there was no sound.
The whole world was so quiet, she couldn't help but ask, "Have all the guests left?"
Why is there no sound from the other side?"
Nan Xing hesitated and said, "Because the prince and his concubine were entering the bridal chamber, all the guests left in good faith."
Princess Zhao was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, tonight is their bridal chamber's night of flowers and candles, so we can't disturb it.
Nanxing, I suddenly want to eat apples.
Go get me an apple and a knife, and peel it for me to eat, okay?"
"Okay, Princess, please wait a moment."
When Nan Xing heard that the princess was finally willing to eat, she ran out quickly.
Princess Zhao stood up and glanced at the wing opposite.
At this moment, has King Zhao gone to bed with Su Changxiao?
Was he kissing her and caressing her?
When she thought of the man she loved being intimate with another woman, her heart ached like a knife.
When she thought that King Zhao would kiss Su Changxiao with his own kiss on her lips, her heart was broken with pain and her heart was split with jealousy.
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Soon, Nan Xing brought in the apple and the knife.
"Princess, the apple is here. Come on, let me peel it for you."
Nanxing Road.
"No, I'll cut it myself.
I want some porridge too, how about you go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl of porridge?"
Princess Zhao smiled.
"Really?
That's great, Princess, you want to eat apples and drink porridge at the same time, that's great."
Nan Xing cried with joy, quickly put down the knife, and ran out to serve the porridge.
Seeing Nan Xing running out, Princess Zhao tremblingly picked up the knife.
She raised her head and glanced at the fiery red wedding room opposite with tearful eyes.
Then he looked at the moon in the sky, the flowers he planted for her in the yard, the birds he raised for her, the piano he once gave her, and the empty bed behind her.
She got up, took a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote on it: "Wiping tears in front of the flowers is full of emotion, and playing the piano under the moon is full of regret."
Watching the two swallows in tears, quietly looking at the soul of the empty bed."
After finishing writing, she put down her brush and took a look at the deep sky outside.
The person she loved already loved someone else.
Since no one in this world loves her anymore, what's the point of her living?
Thinking of this, she pointed the knife at her wrist and cut it gently.
The knife scratched her, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
A trace of blood overflowed, warm and red, winding and dripping.
Suddenly, her vision went dark, her steps faltered, and her body slowly fell down.
Dimly, she saw a pool of blood under her hands, and she had no strength to speak.
She felt that her heart was so cold, so cold; her body was so cold, so cold; the sky outside was so dark, so dark!
Her world is so lonely and her heart is so empty.
When Nan Xing ran in excitedly holding a bowl of porridge, he saw Princess Zhao lying on the ground dying.
There was a large pool of blood on the princess's wrist. She screamed "Ah" and knocked all the porridge in her hand to the ground.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?"
Nan Xing rushed over and picked up Princess Zhao, only to find a knife thrown on the ground and a deep cut on the princess's wrist!