cute and sweet

Chapter 1727 Waiting for Death
Feng Yin looked at the person who didn't know when he woke up, looked at the person he had always believed in, just leaned against him, and said over and over again: "Uncle Seventeen, Nanli, Nanli, please You, wake up and have a look, okay? Yin'er is so scared, really scared..."

The low voice is soft and aggrieved, not like the kind of crying, but it makes people feel distressed when they hear it.

Fuyu, who had been awakened earlier, secretly wiped her tears, and Ziyang and Ziying, who took turns guarding the night, also sighed endlessly. Ziying's eyes were red, and Ziyang couldn't help crying along with her.

In the next door not far away, the Empress Dowager Huide had already been placed in a coffin that had already been prepared.He was buried with the first emperor in the royal cemetery.

Because of the funeral of Queen Mother Huide, the whole palace was full of sadness and solemnity.

And this sadness gathers too much, it makes people suffocate, and makes those who have struggled to escape gradually despair.

Such a long and hopeless night is really tormenting...
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Fire, fire everywhere, burning.

Gong Nanli felt like he was in a closed cave that was burning everywhere, rubbing around, but couldn't find the exit.

The whole body is so hot, there are flames everywhere, and there is no end in sight, no hope.

He dragged his tired body, covered his tight chest with one hand, and walked slowly with the other hand on the inner wall of the cave, but the more he walked, the more hopeless he was.

Here, no one knows he is here.

Here, there is no way to find an exit.

Gong Nanli suddenly thought of his mother, the Queen Mother Huide who had been staying in the palace all the time.When he thought of her, his heart became less impatient.

He thought that as long as the queen mother knew that he was trapped here, she would definitely send someone to look for him.

Thinking of this, he gradually felt relaxed, as if everything would be solved easily.

However, this beautiful thought was only for a moment, and Gong Nanli felt that he had fallen into the icehouse of despair!
Because, he suddenly remembered that his mother, the person who never got close but would definitely pay attention to him, was gone...

The fires everywhere were burning hotter and hotter, Gong Nanli felt like the one who was sacrificed, his whole body was roasted and hurt, very painful, very painful.

The surroundings instantly darkened, but the temperature did not drop. He seemed to have fallen into an abyss scorched by fire, and there was really no hope for him.

Gong Nanli wanted to escape, but found that the place was too deep and the surroundings were too narrow, and he had nowhere to escape.

His result, only two words: waiting to die.

Thinking of this ending, Gong Nanli was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled ironically.

He finally knew that it turned out that he was burned to death.

Thinking about it again, it's better than being caught and executed by that monarch.

However, just when he was about to close his eyes and give up everything, he suddenly found that it was raining from the sky.

The rain fell little by little, which seemed to lower the temperature of the surrounding hot air.

Then, the lips that were originally dry felt sweet.Warm, sweet, spring water.

In the dimness, who is the sound of sobbing and crying?

In the shadowy shadows, who is crying hot sad tears?

In the heart and mind, who is the lingering love?

When the rain became heavier and the heat gradually dropped, Gong Nanli finally heard the whimpering sound clearly.

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"Uncle Seventeen, please, please, can you wake up?"

(End of this chapter)