Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

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"Zhi'er, take good care of my sister." Zuo Xiang finished his last words before slamming his head to the ground.

Even if he committed suicide, he would never let others kill him!

The left minister's head was close to the ground, bright and glaring blood flowed out slowly, the expression on his face was frozen at the last moment before death, his eyes were wide open, and he was dying.

"father--"[

Li Zhi cried bitterly, crawling hard with his hands on the ground, holding the head of the left prime minister in his palms, looking helplessly at the father with wide-eyed eyes, as if his father stared at him like this on weekdays, scolding himself for being an asshole...

"elder brother--"

Empress Zhuang lay limp on the ground, and after a heart-piercing call, she suddenly stared blankly at the corpse of Prime Minister Zuo. Beautiful childhood memories always appeared in such desperate times, exaggerating the desolate and desolate atmosphere. concentrated.

Duanmuyu prostrated on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He was not crying for Zuo Xiang's death, but because he was afraid, and at the same time hated his own weakness. His contradictory psychology made him helplessly shed tears.

Emperor Hui was as cold as ice, looked at Qing Cang, and asked, "Mu Heng escaped?"

Qing Cang bowed his head, "The subordinate is incompetent."

Emperor Hui put down the teacup, got up and said, "This man knows too many secrets, no matter what means he uses, he will see people alive and dead."

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It was already late at night when Duanhua and Zixi returned to Suxinzhuang, and the gentle breeze with a faint fragrance slowly swayed across the calm lake, causing slight ripples. The weeping willows on the lakeside swayed with the wind, graceful and graceful, like a beauty under the moon dancing in the late summer night .

The unique tranquility of Suxinzhuang is especially beautiful on this summer night.

Zixi hummed a tune that she forgot what it was, and walked happily in front of Duanhua. After a while, she seemed to feel that something was missing, and retreated to Duanhua's side, holding his hand, smiling like a crack in the stone beside the path The small pink-purple flowers drilled out of the flowers exude an elegant fragrance under the moonlight.

Master's hand feels soft and delicate, and a little bit of warmth is transmitted to her heart through the holding hands. It is as sweet as honey but not greasy, with a bit of sourness of plums, and the mellow aroma of plum wine is intoxicating.If you can hold Master's hand every day, walk together in the streets and alleys, shuttle together in the bustling night market, even if you are chased out of your mind every day, that would be wonderful!

Zixi's beauty was soon broken by a burst of sobbing.

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