Walking to the bed again, Shen Xiyao was completely out of breath. I was a little frightened, so I stopped for a while with my hands on his nose, confirmed that there was no breath, and then withdrew my hand. My hands were shaking so badly, it took a long time to calm down. The past and the past are coming, and a tear falls on Shen Xiyao's face.

I hurriedly reached out to wipe away the tears on my face, but couldn't stop it, so I turned my back and wiped it with a silk kerchief to feel better. Xu was crying, his head hurts, and my eyes fell on the golden plum blossom cup.

Duanhunsan is the "good medicine" I prepared for him. This should be the least painful way of death in the world.

Yes, I hate him, but I don't want him to be tortured and die. Maybe, deep in my heart, I still like him.

The hem of the white skirt on her body has a wide ruffled edge. When sweeping the floor of the Dongnuan Pavilion, she used the fragrance of lotus to smoke the skirt, leaving a light fragrance in the room.

Holding the white silk in my hand, I looked up at the tall roof beam, and for a moment I felt dizzy and dazed. Raising his hand, the long white silk in his hand floats across the beam and slowly hangs down, like life, but it is actually so light, and there will eventually be a day of falling. It's just that, on the day of the fall, no one can be so clean and untainted.

I tied a knot fiercely and moved over the round stool to stand on it.

Just as I grabbed the white silk on the circle that I had already made, I felt a glance, like a sharp sword across my body.

Shocked in his heart, he subconsciously looked at Shen Xiyao.

He lay there, there was no movement, and his eyes were closed. My heart touched my throat, after thinking about it, I got off the stool and walked to him.

I looked at his face that seemed to be asleep. Although I still couldn't bear it, fear still prevailed. My heart squinted, I glanced at the long white silk floating on the roof beam, closed my eyes, and I felt my whole body trembling unceasingly. I hugged myself, desperately to calm myself down.

The pain in my lower abdomen came after another. I grabbed the edge of the bed and breathed, finally relieved. Then, he turned around and took out the mysterious iron dagger from his sleeve on the day his father went to the funeral.

A cold light flashed across Shen Xiyao's face and also dangled my eyes. I lifted it high, and when I closed my eyes, I would stab it down.

When my hand fell, I couldn't help but open my eyes, and ran into Shen Xiyao's dark and deep eyes.

Those eyes were so dark, so deep, but they were unclear.

In his eyes was endless anger, like a violent wave, cold and desolate.

I was surprised, how could he be all right? One thought hadn't finished turning, another thought came up again. This is the last chance!

Although I was messed up, I stabbed with force.

Between the electric light and flint, Shen Xiyao turned over, but could not dodge it.

There was a sound of tearing brocade and silk in the air, and the dagger pierced into Shen Xiyao's left shoulder. I was terrified by the blood that gushed out. I didn't expect the blood to be so red. It's red beyond the glaze of any artifact in Kunning Palace, and red beyond the definition of blood in my heart.

Shen Xiyao took a deep breath and grinned slightly. His face was pale and almost transparent, and his eyes were filled with frightening anger, as if to burn me to ashes.

Shen Xiyao let out a cry that was extremely suppressed but could not be restrained. That "ah" sound was extremely harsh to me, with the boundless fear in my heart, I couldn't help but step forward, still holding the handle down in my hand. A **** dagger.

Shen Xiyao looked at my hand with a little horror and waved his hand violently. I only felt a huge force suddenly imposed on my body, and the person was thrown out.

Shen Xiyao held the wound on his shoulder with one hand, and the stubborn blood kept pouring out, dripping from his fingers on the scarlet quilt with golden embroidered phoenix.

Shen Xiyao stared at me with extremely angry and puzzled eyes, his eyes full of disappointment and defensiveness. My eyes looked at him, but my eyes were hollow, my face was pale, and my lips kept trembling.

Suddenly, I only felt a burst of pain, and the person had been thrown to the ground. Although the carpet was covered in the Dongnuan Pavilion at this time, my elbow was still numb due to the strength.

On the muddy ground, I leaned there, only feeling a burst of warmth and never-ending pain coming from my lower body. Venus circled in front of my eyes, and I vaguely saw Shen Xiyao swaying to stand up and staggering towards me.

His eyes fell on me with shock. In the bright candlelight of Dongnuan Pavilion, there was a small white figure in his eyes, but under the white shadow was an unknown dark color.

I reluctantly lowered my head, and there was already a bright red under me, so thrilling against my white plain clothes. The Venus in front of me gathered and turned into endless darkness. When my head tilted, the last thing that caught my eyes was the white silk floating gently above the beam.

It was a fragrant and fragrant garden, with warm sunlight on the body. Surrounded by beautiful flowers, colorful and deep in spring. There is also a pool of Bibo glowing with golden light not far away. Not far from the front, a tall figure, with a low waist and Pan Temple, Shengxue in white. He turned his head gently, and suddenly the wind blew, and the colorful petals were scattered in the air, his posture arrogant. His smiling face was shining in the flying sky, as warm as his people.

"Niang Niang, Niang Niang." A cry came out, and everything that was gentle and tender in front of me quietly faded in a gentle breeze, and turned into endless darkness.

My eyelids moved, and I saw a ray of light in the darkness, even though it was only so small, it still took me out of the endless dark alley.

When I opened my eyes, there was an ice blue embroidered tent in front of me, with pearls embossed in the outline of a lotus flower. His body was covered with a light but warm feather quilt, and his body was clear and blue in water. Turning my head and looking at it, there was a crystal curtain in front of the bed, and the crystal showed a dazzling colorful light. I immediately knew where it was.

Yuanying Temple.

"Manny, you finally woke up."

I looked around blankly, finally falling on Hui Ju who had been crying beside the bed. The brain was blank for a long time, and finally realized that I was not in a dream at this time. The surrounding decorations are as exquisite and exquisite, exquisite and luxurious, just like a fairyland on earth.

It's just why I am here now, even if I am not dead, I should be sent to jail.

Suddenly, I was agitated. I was not dead, but Shen Xiyao was undoubtedly injured that day.

Although the injury did not die, it was not light. He yelled at last, and when I passed out into a coma, I heard the sound of Dongnuan Pavilion being knocked open. Then, the matter of his injury will surely be known. There are only two of me in the Dongnuan Pavilion. It goes without saying who did it.

So, my family, eldest brother, second elder brother, mother and third elder brother are bound to be implicated.

Maybe... I was full of strong anxiety and self-blame, and even a cold sweat came out of my body.

I looked up at Hui Ju in panic. She had stopped crying at this time, and smiled at the table with a relieved smile.

"Hui Ju," I could feel my voice trembling.

"What's the matter?" Hui Ju turned her head to look at me, a bright smile on her wet face.

I hesitated and said: "Hui Ju, why am I here?"

Hui Ju seemed to be taken aback for a moment, her face changed a little, but she turned around quickly: "Niangniang, this is what the emperor meant, and the servants don't even know it."

After Hui Ju hurriedly turned around, I saw her hand wiped quickly in front of my eyes, and then turned around and walked in front of me with a bowl.

"Niang Niang, the imperial doctor said that you have toiled your heart and spleen because of the previous things, and you want to take care of your health. The emperor's special imperial doctor has prescribed a prescription for you. Drink it while it is hot."

As she said, she handed a blue and white bowl with eight-treasure pattern on the flower receptacle, which was filled with black concoction. A bitter smell floated along with the rising white air, and I couldn't help frowning.

Although he took it, he didn't drink and looked at Hui Ju: "Hui Ju, the emperor..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to ask.

Is it to ask about his injury, or his attitude towards me, or, where is he at this time?

My eyes lowered and landed on the medicine bowl.

"Niang Niang," Hui Ju pulled the slippery brocade on my body and said in a gentle voice: "Niang Niang, look at how beautiful this palace is. I have never seen such a gorgeous place before."

She seemed to speak lightly, just to divert my attention, but there was dodge in her eyes.

"Niang Niang, you drink this medicine while it's hot. Treat it for a few days. I'll accompany you around. The garden here is beautiful."

I smiled sadly, picked up the bowl and drank it.

How can I not know the beauty here? However, in front of a dying person, what else can be beautiful?

Medicine, so bitter.

For several days, only Hui Ju stayed by my side in Yuanying Hall. Even at night, she slept on a small bed raised in the palace, and she could not leave her every step of the way.

The bitter concoction must be drunk every day, and there are also meals. It can be seen that they have been carefully prepared and followed the pharmacology.

However, I can't see anyone, and, I want to know what Shen Xiyao is doing now, and what he wants to do with me.

My heart is hanging tight. I am not worried about myself, but I am worried about how my family will be affected after I have done such things.

Maybe the thought that has been haunting my mind has come up again, maybe my elder brother and mother have been punished.

But, if so, why am I still here?