However, Feng Miaolian didn't know if she didn't see it or didn't hear it at all. The surroundings were so quiet that she couldn't hear the last heat emitted from a man's chest.
She had lost all her strength, the strength of her lover, the strength of pity, the tenderness and thoughtfulness, and the intertwinedness... She had lost all these strengths.
A strand of hair fell down to cover her face, she gently stroked it, and her raised palms facing the swaying candlelight, just reflecting the deep scars on it.
That was when she left the palace, she broke up with him and cut off her grudges in the past with one palm. Did he completely lose the strength of his lover from that time on? From then on, no matter what he did, no matter how he arrived
At what point, she is no longer her?
Is the root of the tragedy because he is always the same?
He stood there, never changed, but she had already seen nothing more than a change????
His eyes slowly opened and fell into her palm, but soon, she had already put down her hands behind her, and was still respectful: "Your Majesty, please rest well, I will leave first."
She turned around, his eyes dimmed, and the breath in his chest suddenly fell down, falling heavily on the bed, emitting a muffled groan that was extremely suppressed.
Feng Miaolian was shocked and hurriedly helped him up in front of the gun, but saw his cheeks appearing an extremely terrible red and dead gray. That look so terrible, it doesn't look like a living person at all.
In other words, it is like a person exerting all his strength.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... What's wrong with you? I'll call the imperial physician right away... Immediately..."
His head snuggled against her shoulders, his energy was rapidly passing away, his eyes were so dim, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his heart, if this woman, if she says a few gentle words now, but she doesn't. She is anxious.
But it was not surprising, as if I knew death was inevitable, I was just orderly: "Your Majesty, I will call the imperial physician immediately..."
No, don’t have an imperial doctor, what I want is not an imperial doctor. At this moment, what I need most is not an imperial doctor. His lips were opened, but he couldn’t say anything. The more he wanted to express, the less he couldn’t express it clearly.
.
She was still by his side silently, and reached out to touch his forehead.
But he pulled her hand down.
"You are not Miaolian, don't touch me!!!"
She was stunned.
But seeing his eyes as cold as ever, it was like looking at a completely stranger.
———————————————————The finale of Miaolian and Hong is a tragedy. Let me tell you in advance, because it is already in the finale part; however, you can go and see the tyrant’s concubine, and the finale