Chapter 611
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Everyone was changing. They were getting older and were no longer the same as before.
However, she was the only one who hadn't changed. She was still as beautiful and beautiful as ever. Anyone who laid eyes on her would be moved.
"Madam Murong, remember my words. The one who deserves to die is not you, not Qin 'er, and not Brother Qianhe."
Yin Mo looked at her deeply and said, "Amitabha. This old monk will take his leave. "
"Yin Mo!"
Murong Yun quickly called out to him when she saw him turn to leave.
Yin Mo turned to look at her but didn't say a word.
"Thank you. Thank you for risking your life to tell me the truth. Thank you for letting me know that in Ah He's heart, he has always loved me. He has never betrayed me."
It was enough for her to know this.
There was nothing else she could ask for.
Yin Mo shook his head and said Amitabha again before leaving.
...
The news of Madam Murong killing the Prime Minister spread throughout the capital on the same day.
Both the capital and the palace were the first to receive the news.
It was said that Madam Murong was agitated and had a big fight with the Prime Minister before running out.
However, she returned not long after. She was very different from the way she had cried when she left. Instead, she held the Prime Minister's hand with a docile expression and offered to cook for him.
For the past twenty years, Murong Yun's gentle demeanor could be counted on one's fingers.
At that time, Gu Wei didn't think much of it. He thought that she had thought things through after going out. He knew who truly loved and cherished her in this world. He smiled at Murong Yun with tears in his eyes. After more than twenty years of hard work, he had finally received a reward from the woman he loved. Even if he had to die at that moment, it would have been worth it.
However, he didn't expect that she would really kill him.
She had put a fatal poison in his food, so that he could experience what it was like to live a life worse than death.
Facing despair …
Murong Yun looked at him coldly as he crawled on the ground in pain. He wanted to die but couldn't. He could only feel the poison spreading through every corner of his body, devouring, gnawing, and melting.
Blood flowed from his seven orifices. He stared helplessly at the woman who had smiled at him just a moment ago. At this moment, her gaze was filled with undisguised hatred. This was her.
Her gaze was filled with hatred, and he didn't dare to look her in the eye. This was a kind of hatred that wanted his life, and she couldn't wait to cut him into a thousand pieces.
"Why? Yun 'er … why? "
He didn't understand. He really didn't understand.
It was clear that everything was going well. It was clear that his Yun 'er had forgiven him. It was clear that she had personally cooked for him and was willing to bury the hatchet. However, he did not expect that she would actually drug the food.
Everyone in the world said that family members could be guarded against, even their own parents could be guarded against, only the person on their pillow. He knew that he had lied to Murong Yun so much that she hated him in her heart. She wanted him to die, but he didn't expect that she would actually kill him.
They had been together for so many years, and he had always listened to her. He had never hit or scolded her. She was the center of everything he did. As long as she was happy, he would put in all his effort to do it.
He thought that even if he couldn't get anything in return, at least she would be willing to stay by his side. She would be willing to accept his kindness …
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