Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 983 Ying Chen recovered from his illness, but Gu Changjue left
Ying Zhou was roughly pulled over his body, looked up at him, and there was an indescribable relief in his eyes.

Ying Chen was taken aback.

"If you want to kill, just kill."

Ying Zhou looked at him, and said softly:
"As an emperor, there are a lot of things that must be done and have to be done. If you die, who will you give these thousands of miles of land to? I can't live long, and I don't want you to die too. I have made so many mistakes Things, time is running out, I will pay my own life."

Ying Chen froze, the sword in his hand trembled three times, feeling the strange memory that suddenly surged in his mind.

This is Gu Changjue's.

After his death, all of them were returned to him.

Yingchen put down his sword dejectedly, turned around, walked towards Qu Changsheng who was crying, broke her two iron chains, took off the cloth from her mouth, and embraced her in his arms.

"sorry."

He buried her in the crook of her neck, with strong remorse in his voice:
"I didn't save Huihui Changjue, and I made you suffer."

His body has a warm residual temperature.

This is a temperature that Yingchen has never had before.

He recovered from his illness.

Gu Changjue also left.

Qu Changsheng couldn't speak, so he could only hug him tightly.

"sorry."

She cried out of breath: "I'm sorry too."

Ying Zhou watched them hug each other, his body softened, and he half leaned against the guardrail.

He had known that his time was short, and now his body was getting weaker and weaker. He had exhausted all he had just now, and now, he almost lost the strength to stand up.

Ying Zhou's eyes flickered slightly, he hesitated for a while, and took out the dagger from his waist.

The small characters carved on it are: Shen Qing,

Shi Shenqing rode his horse over and jumped off the horse.

Surrounded by dead bodies, blood stained the ground.

There were dozens of people left in Ying Chen and Ying Zhou, and they seemed to have called a truce, standing quietly aside.

She stepped forward and caught a glimpse of Ying Zhou beside the guardrail out of the corner of her eye.

He was holding a dagger in his hand, as if he wanted to do something to himself, and he was a little surprised when he saw her:
"You came?"

His brows and eyes gradually gathered affection: "Shen Qing."

Shi Shen was silent for a moment, and stood in the distance:
"What have you done?"

Ying Zhou was slightly taken aback, and smiled weakly, that gentle face, with a smile, always had an affectionate brow: "I cured our son."

Ying Chen looked back and looked at him, Ying Zhou also looked at him, with a slightly proud tone:
"He won't die from the cold poison anymore. What we owed him has finally been paid off."

When Shen Qing was short of breath, seeing Qu Changsheng's mournful expression, he had already guessed seven or eight:
"You let Gu Changjue die?"

"Yes." Ying Zhou straightened up slowly: "I'm very bad, right?"

When he walked slowly towards Shen Qing, Shen Qing's brows were tightly knit, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

Ying Zhou stopped and quickened his pace, with a hint of pain mixed with affection in his brows and eyes: "Don't go, let me hug you."

He suddenly stretched out his long arms and hugged her into his arms, and at the same time.Before everyone could react, the dagger in his hand was inserted into his chest without hesitation.

Qu Changsheng and Yingchen's breathing was stagnant, their headaches were about to split, they couldn't use any strength, and they both fell to the ground.

The mother Gu is about to die, this is a sign that the child Gu is trying her best to go with her.

Changsheng was in so much pain that he held his head and endured it: "Yingchen..." She frowned and passed out.

Ying Chen took Chang Sheng into his arms, with a painful expression on his face, watching Ying Zhou and Shi Shen standing in front of him and embracing each other affectionately.

Win him?
He felt that something was quietly dissipating.

How could he want Ying Zhou to die?

(End of this chapter)