Abandoned and Reborn: The Concubine's Revenge Journal

"Xiao Qi, no matter what you want to say, or what you are willing to say, I will listen carefully! Xiao Qi, you have to trust me..."

It seemed to stop for a moment, Shen Xian clearly knew that Ye Qingmei had been resisting, but he still hoped that Ye Qingmei could put her body and mind on him, especially this time, he escaped from death by a narrow margin. He understands the importance of Xiao Qi to him even more.

Xiaoqi is very important, so important that it can surpass all existence.

"Shen Xian, you think too much, it's getting late today, go back and rest!"

Ye Qingmei's face suddenly darkened, she turned and left, and for the first time, she went to bed without washing up.

Seeing Ye Qingmei's resistance, Shen Xian was also very depressed, turned and left.

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In the prime minister's mansion, a piece of plain white, the pure white snow and the onyx of the white cloth merged together.

Everyone in the prime minister's mansion had a faint sadness on their faces, as if it was the end of the world, but they were full of sorrow and sorrow.

"Uncle is here..."

When Xiahou Junze arrived at the gate of the prime minister's mansion, he hurriedly jumped off the carriage with a solemn expression.

"Uncle... the girl has been waiting for you..."

Xiahou Junze ran into the mourning hall with strides, and walked slowly and heavily towards the lonely coffin. The lid of the coffin was not closed, and inside lay a luxurious woman with heavy make-up. The corners of her mouth curled slightly A shallow smile, seemingly absent.

"When did this happen?" Xiahou Junze couldn't believe it, how could this be possible?How can this be?He wanted A Duan's life, but he would never do it at this moment. After all, A Duan knew his secret. If this secret was found out by others, it would involve a lot of ramifications. A Duan was executed unconsciously, and he was able to successfully take over the power of the officials behind the prime minister.

There were two lines of tears on the maid's delicate face, "What happened in the past two days, since the beginning of winter, the girl's body has not been very neat."

Xiahou Junze nodded in understanding, and knelt down on the futon in front of the coffin.

"Ah Duan, it's all my fault, I should stay with you..."

"Ah Duan, I'm sorry... If I don't leave, you will be fine..."

"Ah Duan How can you leave like this?"

In the past year, how many things A Duan has done for him, he is not without gratitude or compassion, but in his mind, there is always that cold figure, graceful, gentle and moving, like the combination of ice and fire perfect combination.

"A Duan..."

Prime Minister Yang stood outside the gate of the mourning hall, looking at Xiahou Junze. He was in vain as the prime minister of the emperor, and he didn't know people clearly. He killed his daughter's life with his own hands. To Xiahou Junze, then... A Duan will still be alive, definitely will be alive...

"Father..." Xiahou Junze bowed down on Prime Minister Yang's figure, weeping bitterly, "Father, I killed A Duan...Father..."

"Get up!" Prime Minister Yang was unmoved. He didn't think that just shedding a few tears would convince him that Ah Duan's death had nothing to do with him, right?

Xiahou Junze stood up slowly, his body was on the verge of falling, the servant behind him stretched out his hand to support Xiahou Junze, and whispered, "Master, you have to hold on!"

"I'm fine." Xiahou Junze shook his head, "Father, I didn't take good care of A Duan, and I didn't fulfill the responsibilities and obligations that a husband should have!"