The widow is a curse

Chapter 361 This Is My... Fate! (2)

"Back to the emperor, the national teacher's pulse has calmed down now, and he should be fine after a little rest!"

The doctor replied respectfully.

Bei Gonghan was relieved, and then withdrew his palm on Xue's chest, and looked at the imperial physician who was taking Duanmu Yaoyang's pulse.

"Northern Mo King, how are you doing?!"

"Your Majesty!" The imperial physician said with a gloomy expression, "The situation of King Beimo... I'm afraid it's not good! His arm was cut with blood. According to my opinion, he may still be working for Mr. Xue to restrain his heart after being poisoned." That's why the poisonous gas quickly enters the blood vessels of the whole body!"

Just as he was speaking, Duanmu Yaoyang suddenly coughed lightly, spurting out a large cloud of black blood.

"Duanmu Yaoyang! Hold on, I'll detoxify you right away!"

Bei Gonghan turned around and held his arm, busy using his kung fu to force poison for him.

"No, no need!"

Duanmu Yaoyang's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"The poison...has entered the heart...too late..."

When he saw the snow falling, he was slightly distracted.

At that time, the dagger of the leading assassin also cut his arm.

In order to ensure that this assassination mission can be completed, the daggers of the several assassins are all covered with red crests that seal their throats with blood.

If he hadn't controlled his heart for Xueyun Gong at that time, maybe there is still a glimmer of life now.

However, he forcibly acted and caused the poison to enter his veins. Even if Duanmu Yaoyang's internal strength is strong, he also lost the possibility of surviving.

Bei Gonghan's palm was clenched violently, and the nails only pierced the palm so painfully.

Holding his slightly cool palm, Bei Gonghan's lips trembled slightly.

"you are stupid!"

With difficulty raising the corners of his lips, Duanmu Yaoyang showed a bright but pale smile.

"I think... this is my... fate!"

At this time, Xue also came to his senses, seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help frowning.

"Duanmu Yaoyang, you..."

Turning his gaze to him, Duanmu Yaoyang twitched his lips twice, took out the hair ring from his bosom, and raised his palm towards Xue with difficulty.

"She...can't...no...you...you have to remember...remember to...live out...my share..."

Xue hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold his palm, her eyes sparkling.

Duanmu Yaoyang took a deep breath after struggling to fold the palms of Xue and Bei Gonghan together with the hair ring.

"I'm coming back...to...to wish...to wish...you...grey-headed...bring...bring old..."

His body sank, and he fell powerlessly in Bei Gonghan's arms.

Duanmu Yaoyang died with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)