Qingqiu is difficult

Looking at her father who was gasping for air in his arms but still in a state of hypoxia, Lu Xinyi felt like his heart was twisting in a knife.

She covered the wound on Emperor Jing's neck in a daze while her tears couldn't stop falling.

This person she once called her father, even at the last moment of her life, inspired her to boldly pursue freedom. This person had given her firmness and warmth when she was confused and vulnerable. This person she had in this world Are the few close relatives in her life going to leave her now?

She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. For a moment, all the grievances, loneliness, and emotional pain she had experienced since childhood were all filled with sadness at this moment, swallowing up her heart bit by bit!

She still wanted to use some strength to grasp this last tenderness. She reached out and touched Emperor Jing's cheek, trembling her lips, and stammered:

"Father, don't be afraid. Father, I'm going to call the doctor. Don't be afraid. Father, Niao Niao has no one to rely on. Don't leave. Father... Without you, who will care for Niao Niao in the future?" Emperor!"

Emperor Jing's trembling hands touched her cheek and wiped away her tears: "Niao Niao, life is long, and being in... in the emperor's house is the most helpless and lonely. Niao Niao... Father, I heard about you, learn how to do it. You have the ability to protect yourself, my father is very happy for you..."

After he said this, King Yi who was on the side was afraid that he would say something that he shouldn't say next, so he hurriedly said:

"Your Majesty, stop talking and save your strength. The doctor will be here soon!"

Emperor Jing took Lu Xinyi's hand and forced a smile on his face: "Niao Niao, when you were very young, my father always heard that... I heard that you were lonely, but it was a pity that my father was incompetent, even if he married you off... ...can't...can't help you get rid of loneliness."

Blood emerged from between her fingers, so hot and so powerful. It pushed against the palm of her hand, pushing against the waves in her heart, until the defense in her heart was broken.

She whimpered, almost unable to form a complete sentence.

But she still managed to smile, her eyes dimmed, and she said with a lump in her throat:

"Father, I know. I have known for a long time that a person's loneliness cannot be solved by others. Father, I am no longer that child. I am not afraid of loneliness anymore..."

Emperor Jing smiled, with a satisfied look in his eyes, a wish to have no worries, and the satisfaction of having no regrets in this life, and he let go of his hand forever and without worries.

In just a few days, she lost the most important partner in her life, and the two people who loved her most in her life.

It had only been a few days, and time was so fast that she was unable to get out of her last grief, and she quickly fell into another even bigger whirlpool of grief.

She wanted to call out loudly, but suddenly, for a moment, she could no longer hear any sound.

She opened her mouth wide, but there was no sound of air flowing through her throat.

Perhaps the most powerless thing in the world is this.

The body temperature passed from her hands bit by bit. From the firm grip at the beginning to the relaxation and stiffness of her hands, everything finally passed away.

Liu Zhang came belatedly with the doctor. After the doctor looked at it, he just shook his head and then fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty, it collapsed."

People outside the tent immediately fell to their knees. Liu Zhang felt his knees weaken, his body lost its center of gravity, and he also fell to his knees.

He murmured: "No, it's not me. I didn't want to kill the king. No, it's not me..."

There was a burst of blood in her chest, and Lu Xinyi felt that the whole world had lost its voice and color. She wanted to stand up, but the weight in her hands was too heavy. She turned her head and looked at the dark place where people were kneeling, crying inside and outside the tent. Suddenly, Xiao Cong, dressed in red, opened the curtain of the tent, and a ray of dazzling sunlight shone in. There seemed to be an exclamation on her absent-minded face.

But she couldn't hear anything.

There seemed to be a force pushing on his chest. This force could not be contained or eliminated, but his thoughts could not be concentrated and suddenly spurted out, a mouthful of blood spurting out. wave--

It might be calling her name. She only saw Liu Zhang's lips moving, and then the doctor who was in a hurry.

She was fine, so she should go see her father first. His chest might still be warm.

She's really fine——

endless darkness

Ignorant

no end

Can life continue to be numb like this? Can the mind stay asleep like this forever?

She has no motivation or ability to think.

There is only endless emptiness and nothingness.

I have also thought about the meaning of life, and I have also tried hard to break away from the shackles of fate.

I also lay down on my back, ready to spend my long and meaningless life in confusion.

But whenever I fall into the abyss, there is always a pair of hands pulling me out in the distance.

Whenever I try to fall asleep, there is always a nerve that is still sensitive, and for a sudden moment, it will sting me.

Maybe my life is not so meaningless. I still have a place worth running to, and I still have people worth running to, right?

At this moment, a flash of Tu Shansong's face suddenly flashed in her mind.
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While Xiao Cong was delivering the soup, he wiped the soup from Xin Yi's lips with a handkerchief.

Liu Zhang stood there, at a loss. He looked at it for a long time and then said:

"Fortunately, you take care of Xin Yi. Is she okay?"

Xiao Cong scooped up another spoonful of medicinal soup, put it to his mouth and blew on it: "The princess lost her best friend and her father. She was originally a person who was loved by thousands of people."

Liu Zhang read for a long time, what he wanted to say rolled in his throat many times, and finally he said it quickly:

"No, if you don't count me, there are only a few."

After that, he walked out the door. The bell rang three times. He took off his shirt and walked onto the execution ground shirtless.

King Yi was training soldiers in the school field under the execution ground. When he turned around, he saw his son being hung in the air, with bright red whip marks all over his body, and soldiers on his side were beating him continuously.

He asked the soldier standing aside: "How long have you been like this, Captain?"

The soldier raised his eyes and frowned and looked at the execution ground: "Back to the old general, the captain has been like this every day since the death of the emperor. He did not allow others to approach, saying that he should have died, but the soldiers cannot live without the captain, so he only I can wait until the princess wakes up before convicting him and deciding his life or death."

King Yi sighed: "My son is too young after all."

In this life, how can we live up to others and live up to the world?