When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

The pulse is short, the breath is like spider silk, and the beating of the pulse can hardly be felt.

He had already lost too much blood and was completely beyond the limits of the human body!

He was also plagued by cancer and lost both his energy and blood.

Look at that arrow again, it pierces the heart! Cut off the heartstrings!

Unable to save...

Even she was helpless.

Di Changyuan raised his eyes, looked at the woman's face, and suddenly there was a smile on his lips.

She...she wanted to save him...

Or was he hallucinating?

He actually saw a trace of...a faint concern in her eyes?

Maybe it's an illusion...

Who in this world still cares about him.

His biological mother just wanted to use him to escape his lowly status.

Everyone in the world just wants to bully him and humiliate him.

Even those who helped him were just charity and mercy.

Even Ninth Brother, who cared about him, has become an old enemy due to the situation.

Lin Jun, who really cared about him, was shattered into pieces and his body was exposed in the wilderness.

In this world... no one cares about him anymore...

How could the woman who had always hated him so much care about him...

All the strength in the body is draining, and all consciousness is dissipating.

He took the last bite and slowly raised his hand.

Yun Jinghuang squatted in front of him, and a beam of light fell on his shoulder.

There was morning light filtering through the cracks in the ancient trees, casting a glow on her shoulders.

Di Changyuan's big, bone-deep hand touched that shoulder and that beam of light.

His lips, which had turned green and turned gray, opened with difficulty:

"God Superintendent Jinghong...in the next life...we will no longer be enemies in the next life...don't hate me in the next life...but...ok..."

Before the last syllable could be finished, his big hand dropped completely.

It fell on the cold ground, in a pool of blood, and in the shadow of Xi Meiren's figure.

Until death...he did not touch the beam of light or the woman's shoulder...

Emperor Changyuan once thought about it.

If he could go out, he would like to fight side by side with her and fight against Xizhou together.

He even thought about...

If she puts forward any conditions, he can change them.

If she doesn't like him, he can try to change it.

Maybe he can learn to be sincere and treat her sincerely like other ordinary people.

Really learn to love her, learn to love others...

Can……

Until his death, he could not get out of this dim, rough and thorny forest.

Even until his death, he could not stand in that peaceful place with willow trees and clear water.

Until his death, he was unable to bathe in the golden light of the morning sun.

Even, I couldn't touch the slightest bit of light...

"Yuan'er... Yuan'er! Yuan'er!"

The beauty's cries echoed throughout the forest.

The two old people from the Chu family also walked over tremblingly.

They are the heads of the Chu family and the grandfather and grandmother of Emperor Changyuan.

The eyes of the two old men were originally full of kindness, but in a short period of time, everything turned into grief.

"Yuan'er... Yuan'er..."

They squeezed Yun Jinghuang away and squatted beside Emperor Changyuan, crying so hard that their bodies shook.

Xi Meiren kept shaking his body:

"Yuan'er... wake up... wake up quickly!"

"Open your eyes...this is your grandfather and grandmother..."

"Didn't you once ask your mother why you don't have a grandfather or a grandmother...

Didn’t you say that you also want to be loved by your grandparents like your ninth brother..."

"They are coming... They are right in front of you! Yuan'er... open your eyes and look... please open your eyes and look..."

But no matter how she cried, Emperor Changyuan never opened his eyes again.

The face was completely pale and icy, like a cold ice sculpture.

Everyone surrounded him, and his body was shrouded in darkness, without any light.

It was his grandfather, the head of the Chu family, who picked him up and carried him step by step out of the mountains and forests.

Grandpa said: "Yuan'er... Grandpa came to take you home... took you home..."

His body was finally under the light, but he could no longer feel it...

Grandpa said: "Yuan'er, look at Jiangnan... the green tiles and white walls, the small bridge houses, grandpa really wants to see you get married..."

But Emperor Changyuan never had a real home until his death...

Grandpa carried him onto the luxurious boat.

Every detail of the bed is exquisitely and eye-catchingly decorated.

Grandpa said: "Yuan'er... I have prepared brocade clothes here, and prepared mountains of heavy gifts... I have prepared countless gold and silver properties...

You no longer have to envy others...you also have grandparents to hurt you..."

But Di Changyuan failed to open his eyes, failed to see the slightest intention of these family members preparing for him...

He has never seen even a single glance...

Everyone in the Chu family got on the boat.

There were hundreds of maids and slaves on the ship, and everyone came to pick him up. Everyone wanted to give him countless respect, love, and protection.

But Di Changyuan was lying there coldly... unable to feel anything...

In the forest.

Yun Jinghuang watched helplessly as they took away Emperor Changyuan's body, and did not regain consciousness for a long time.

I loved Di Changyuan all my life in my previous life, thinking about him and thinking about him everywhere.

As long as Di Changyuan looks at her, she will be very happy.

As long as Emperor Changyuan comes even close to her, she will be happy for months.

But in this life...

In this life, Emperor Changyuan died in front of her, and died to save her...

There was no more excitement and joy in her heart like in her previous life.

Even in this life, he is reborn.

I have hated Di Changyuan for so long, hated him for so long, and wish to see him die miserably every day and every night.

But at this moment, seeing him turn into a cold corpse, she was not as happy as she had imagined...

Is the showdown with Emperor Changyuan finally over...

In the future, there will no longer be such intrigues... and there will no longer be a need to waste one's brains...

Yun Jinghuang couldn't explain clearly how he felt in his heart.

Everyone just watched the boat leave without anyone stopping it.

Di Taiyin stood beside Yun Jinghuang, wearing exquisite brocade clothes that had been stained with blood before approaching Di Changyuan.

That's Eleven's blood.

Until his death, he failed to shout eleven.

Di Taiyin didn't understand why it was like this...why he and Di Changyuan once made tea and enjoyed the snow, talking about everything, but unknowingly it became like this...

Is this considered revenge for the mother-in-law?

He should be happy.

How could he grieve and grieve over the revenge of his mother?

But that was also his Eleven... He had slept in the same bed, talked with each other, and was as good as a brother...

One is the mother.

One is a younger brother.

Who should he feel pain for? Who are you crying for?

His hands were also stained with blood. Never had his hands been full of blood...

The whole forest was dark, and even if there was light coming in, it would feel cold.

The air seemed to be filled with extreme solemnity.

But Emperor Changyuan died.

The sun still shines on the earth, the trees are still growing, and the boats are still rippling.

There seems to be no difference if there is one less person in the world.

Not as it seems.

While Yun Jinghuang was lost in thought, she didn't notice that Yu Chimo on the horse behind him came over and his eyes fell on her face.

"Supervisor Jinghong, your face..."

He raised his hand and tore it off without mercy.

"Crack!"

A piece of dough was torn off unexpectedly...