Chapter 1339
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Yan Xiu gave her two hours to think carefully before making a decision.
Actually, she had already made her decision. She said that she would protect him, so she had to do it.
But in the end ….. she wasn't willing to leave him … …
He really did look good. His skin was as white as snow, his facial features were exquisite, and his thin lips looked so peaceful.
It was like he was just sleeping and not on the verge of death.
She lit a stick of sandalwood and the fragrance filled the thatched hut. She sat in front of Feng Si Zui's bed and began talking to herself.
"The system told me that the person who tied the bell should untie your poison. I didn't know what it meant back then, but when I read your medical records, you must have thought that I was a fool! "
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"Actually, I should apologize to you because there are some things that you remember that I forgot."
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"Last time you said that you would bring me to see the lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I might not be able to go."
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"Xi Jin isn't bad, but I don't like you looking for her to play chess every day because my chess skills seem to have improved … …"
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"Don't be soft on Feng Xing Yue and Qian Si Yu. Do your best to beat them to death, don't give them a chance to breathe at all. It's best if you beat them to death, it'll be on me! "
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"Actually ….. I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life. But when I have someone to accompany me, I feel sad. I don't know if this is selfish, but I seem ….. to be that kind of person ….. "
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Two hours passed very quickly. The sky gradually brightened and when she opened the door, Yan Xiu had already prepared everything and was waiting outside.
Before changing the blood, Yan Xiu seriously looked at her and asked, "How much of it are you saving him for yourself and how much for the world?"
"Not for myself, not for the world." She said, "I just want to protect him, I want him to live."
"If he was a tyrant, were you planning on exchanging a life for a life?" Yan Xiu said with a sigh, "Perhaps if he knew that you were dead, he might become a murderous emperor. Would you still want to save him?"
"So what if he's a tyrant?" Luo Qingchen bit her lip and said with a cold smile, "He has done enough for the world."
He had suffered for half of his life. Could it be that he had to die for the sake of the world?
Regardless of whether he eventually became a wise ruler or a tyrant, this was fate. After all, everyone had their own destiny.
Yan Xiu didn't reply for a long time. He only sighed and took out a thin dagger.
"It won't hurt, and it won't take long." He narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a touch of pity. "It'll be over soon."
She closed her eyes and nodded. She murmured, "I'm not afraid of death. I'm just afraid that he'll be too lonely …"
When the cold dagger cut through her still beating pulse, she only felt her heart become calmer.
It was as if she was completing a mission. This was something she had to do.
She didn't know what method Yan Xiu used to exchange blood for her and Feng Si Zui, she just knew that he didn't lie to her.
Time passed quickly, and it didn't hurt at all …
Many images flashed through his mind, and the final image was the sketch in the imperial study.
The clothes the woman in the painting was wearing were the same ones she wore to the Purple Phoenix Mountain five years ago.
The person in the painting ….. was her.
After a while, she felt like her body was floating. In a daze, there was a strong hand that grabbed her hand with a bit of trembling and endless sadness.
After that, she didn't feel anything else … …
What was gratifying was that there was a notification from the system in her mind.
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