The atmosphere in the room was gloomy and gloomy, and there was a sense of suffocation that was beyond words.
The little guy was still screaming, but the cold and charming man suddenly became silent. He hugged the woman who was still alive just now and looked at her eyes that had not been completely closed. The blood in his body was dripping.
A little cooling down.
Why should he suffer these pains? Why should he watch someone die again...
"Qingcheng, Qingcheng..." He was stunned for a long time, and then kept calling her name, not wanting her to leave!
The smell of blood in the house was very strong, and the door that had been slightly open creaked in the night wind. Although the people guarding the outside could not see clearly what was going on inside, Murong Jue's cry just now made everyone listen.
After hearing the sound, Hua Ying’s heart broke into two!
It turned out that he was not overly concerned, he really had different feelings for that woman, and it was not that he could not forget the dead Ye Qingcheng, it was just that the woman who replaced her would never be her!
——Why? Why will his long waiting be in vain? Why can't he see her all these years?
Huaying is unwilling to give in. If she can't get him in this life, then no one can get him!
Just when Hua Ying's eyes were staring at Leng Wuxin's room with hatred, the doctors from the Imperial Hospital finally arrived!
Everyone looked anxious and filed into the room carrying the scent of medicine. Soon there were lights in the dark place, but their arrival seemed to not change the fact that had happened!
Murong Jue had already laid Leng Wuxin down on the couch. With the bright light, he could see clearly that the woman on the couch was not the wife he thought about day and night, but his heart still hurt. This kind of
The unspeakable feeling made him unable to calm down for a while.
The head of the Imperial Hospital wanted to check Leng Wuxin's pulse, but the little guy on the couch seemed to be crazy. It wouldn't allow anyone to get close to her. Once the Imperial Doctor took two steps closer to the couch, its screams immediately became sharp.
It's jarring!
Murong Jue understood that it was protecting her, and also knew that Leng Wuxin was hopeless at this moment.
"You guys go back!" Murong Jue ordered without looking at them, his eyes stayed on the couch.
The imperial doctors lowered their heads and looked at each other in private, and then responded unanimously: "It's the prince!"
When the imperial doctors walked out of the room one by one, Murong Jue wanted to cover Leng Wuxin with the quilt. Even though she was dead, he wanted to do something for her, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the little guy's sharp claws came towards her.
He stretched out...
Murong Jue frowned, and there were already several slender blood marks on the back of his hand!
"Your Majesty!" Dr. Cui screamed when he saw the blood on the back of his hand and walked towards him quickly, but he raised his hand expressionlessly to tell him to stop!
Murong Jue looked at the hostile little white fox and understood that it was full of hostility towards others because of Leng Wuxin's death, so he didn't blame it or get angry.
"Back off!" Murong Jue still ordered in a cold voice, not caring about the scars on his hands at all!
"But Your Majesty, its scratches may be poisonous, so I'd better let this veteran take a look at it for Your Majesty!" Dr. Cui was also responsible. Even though he was afraid of this man, for the sake of his personal safety, he felt that he had to give him
Diagnosis and treatment.
"No, you can go back!" Murong Juexin accepted his kindness and looked at this little guy who had just lost his owner with his deep eyes. The sadness in his eyes was obvious, and the water was bright as if they were tears!
"Squeak, squeak..." the little white fox was shouting, looking back at him with eyes filled with sadness and hostility.
Murong Jue remembered Leng Wuxin's last wish when she died. She hoped that he could take in the little fox. Although he refused at the time, it was a tragic thing for her to die without fulfilling her wish, not to mention the fact that she was still alive.
The poisonous death in the palace was somehow related to him!
Murong Jue stared at it, as if telling it with his eyes that he would take care of it in the future!
"Zhizhi, zhizhi..." The little guy stared at him for a moment, and finally lowered his head pitifully and pressed his head against Leng Wuxin's arm, hoping that she would wake up and not leave it to others to take care of...
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Murong Jue's eyes were filled with sorrow. Such a scene was enough to shake everyone's hearts, and it also made his heart, which could not be relieved, start to sting again!
The atmosphere in the room was filled with sadness. Something like this happened in just one night. The woman who could have lasted for three days died like this, and she died in the arms of King Leng. For some people, this was already
It was her greatest blessing, but for Murong Zhan, it became a thorn in his heart!
For the first time in his life, the woman he cared about died like this, and it was even more unjust!
Murong Zhan would never forget that she had promised him to return to the Prince's Mansion with him, but everything had changed overnight, and now even the dream of waiting for her to wake up was shattered...
Looking at her lying motionless on the couch, Murong Zhan felt that she was not dead, she was just asleep!
"Fifth brother..." Murong Lie also came. Although he didn't like Leng Wuxin, he felt uncomfortable seeing Murong Zhan motionless and dull!
Murong Zhan turned a deaf ear. His bright eyes were now dim. He stared at the couch without blinking. He did not touch Leng Wuxin's body, nor did he reach out to test whether she really had no breath, because as long as
If he doesn't confirm it himself, at least he can still deceive himself that she is not dead yet!
"Fifth brother, don't be like this, dead people can't be resurrected!" Murong Lie opened his mouth to comfort him, his long and narrow phoenix eyes wandered over his and Leng Wuxin's corpses, and his sword-shaped eyebrows that flew into the temples were deeply knitted together.
"She's not dead!" Murong Zhan murmured, his tone a little cold, but full of certainty!
"Fifth Brother..." Murong Lie was speechless. This was the first time he had seen him like this, which made him feel a little scared.
"She's dead!" Murong Jue walked in from outside the room. He just repeated these three words, but Murong Zhan's stagnant eyes flickered!
Murong Zhan turned sideways and looked at the imperial brother who was once the most awe-inspiring. His eyes were cold, and seemed to be mixed with anger and blame!
He obviously said that nothing would happen to her, he obviously said that he would save her, but today, he gave him this kind of news, and even gave him a cold corpse!
Ha, it turns out that this is the good imperial brother he has no doubt about. It turns out...this is how he helped her!
[Thank you zpylovelulu for the big red envelope and the second beautiful silk scarf! Uh~ I still have it today, haha, everyone will enjoy it]