My Lady is well

Two thick white candles were burning on the table in front of Concubine Shen, as if for a sacrificial offering.

Shen Yueyao roughly understood what was going on in her heart. Concubine Shen was going crazy!

She walked calmly to the rosewood window and looked ahead.

The sky is the brush and the drizzle is the ink, gently drawing circle after circle of ripples on the green pond.

What a beautiful picture.

Shen Yueyao pondered for a while, her eyes were clear and her long eyelashes blinked slowly a few times. She looked down at the surface of the pool and had an idea in her mind.

Speak slowly and calmly.

"I wonder what Concubine Shen wants to talk to me about by trying so hard to bring me here? About her personal affairs? Or about life?"

A strange smile appeared on Concubine Shen's slightly ferocious face, hatred was suppressed in her eyes, and her voice was hoarse.

"Death is imminent, yet you are so calm."

Shen Yueyao looked back, her eyes swept across her face, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

There was a hint of sneer on his lips.

"You just want to kill me today? Could it be... because of Jing Lince?"

When this name was mentioned, Concubine Shen's face gradually became sinister, with an indelible sadness in her eyes, and she said quietly.

"He said I looked good in this dress."

Shen Yueyao fixed her gaze on her and looked at her carefully for a few seconds, then lightly frowned her pointed eyebrows and gave a pertinent comment.

"It's OK, but it's not very suitable for your current status."

"Don't mention your identity to me!"

Concubine Shen suddenly yelled hysterically. Shen Yueyao was a little dazed by her yell and raised her hands to cover her chest.

I thought to myself, what a psycho! It's so scary.

And then I heard her continue to complain.

"If my father hadn't insisted on supporting the emperor, Lin Ce and I would have been together a long time ago. I hate them."

The expression on her face changed several times, her eyes gradually became fierce, and she screamed at Shen Yueyao.

"It was you who killed him."

Shen Yueyao looked at her indifferently and said coldly.

"So, you plan to die with me today?"

Concubine Shen laughed crazily, with a hint of satisfaction at having had her revenge.

"The emperor is obsessed with you now. If I kill you, I can let him have a taste of how I feel now, in excruciating pain!"

Shen Yueyao's eyebrows flickered slightly, she couldn't quite understand Yang Li.

To her, life is the most precious thing in the world.

Loving someone so much that you are willing to give up your life? What kind of love is that?

If I have lost my life, what is the point of this love?

Leave some topics for future generations to talk about?

She lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, slowly raised her eyelids, looked at the madness on her face with a little doubt, and asked.

"If you really kill me today, the Yang family will not end well. In order to die with me, you... don't even care about the life and death of your own family?"

Concubine Shen was like a possessed person at this moment, her eyes were bloodshot and filled with cruelty.

"In their eyes, I am just a stepping stone for their promotion. Now, I am no longer a stepping stone."

Crazy enough! Cruel enough!

Shen Yueyao originally wanted to delay for a while, but Yang Li couldn't help himself. He picked up the white candle on the table and gently lit the decorative curtains on the pillars.

A raging fire broke out instantly. Yang Li's mental state was worrying, but she was actually dancing in the fire.

Looking at her spinning posture with her arms open, Shen Yueyao was a little speechless.

She must be really crazy!

The fire in the hall was as mad as she was, running wildly in all directions, devouring and destroying the hall with reckless abandon.

Shen Yueyao heard a chaotic sound, including screams coming from outside the hall and the sound of burning wood.

She shouted loudly to Yang Li.

"Hey, have you really decided not to live anymore?"

She only said: "Shen Yueyao, you and I are destined to die here together today."

Shen Yueyao shook her head and refused.

"No, I haven't lived enough. Since you have decided, I don't care about you anymore."

Concubine Shen was suddenly startled when she looked at her, and suddenly realized something.

Before she could pull Shen Yueyao, she saw her climb up to the window and jump down.

puff-

Shen Yueyao fell into the cold pool water, splashing a huge wave. She opened her hands and swam twice, then she felt her body become very heavy and fell straight down.

She had always been a good swimmer, but now she seemed to have no strength left and her body kept sinking.

The surging water pulled her consciousness down...

When the emperor arrived at the Bichi Palace, the palace had turned into a raging sea of ​​fire.

Qiuju and Dongxue knelt on the ground and cried.

"Your Majesty, Master, the Master is still inside."

Jing Ruzhang's breathing suddenly stopped, and his chest seemed to be pierced by a cold blade. The pain quickly spread throughout his body, and even his hands were shaking.

Under the trembling long eyelashes are a pair of panicked eyes.

"Save, save them."

He ignored Jiang Ye's attempts to stop him and ran straight into the sea of ​​fire, but Jiang Ye disobeyed his orders and tried to stop him.

The hazy drizzle could not put out the raging fire. After the fire was under control, Jing Ruzhang rushed in immediately.

All you see is a scorched scene, and the cold wind is blowing so hard and sharp that it whistles in your ears, making it hard for you to even open your eyes.

He looked at the charred body lying on the ground, and his eyes darkened gradually.

I looked up at the remains of the window sill and my heart suddenly trembled.

She, she can swim!

He held on to a glimmer of hope, his eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly there was a little light, and he spoke loudly.

"Someone, go look in the water, quick!"

He stood motionless by the pool, his eyes fixed on the salvage situation in the pool.

Luo Zhong came over and held an umbrella for him, comforting him.

"Your Majesty, please don't get yourself wet, Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine..."

The emperor shouted.

"roll."

Luo Zhong was so frightened that he dared not utter a word and stepped aside.

Three hours passed and he stood there, letting the drizzle soak his clothes.

Jiang Ye half-knelt in front of him, bowed his head and said.

"Your Majesty, we have not found the whereabouts of the Imperial Concubine."

Did she, did she run away again?

Just like the last time at Yingxiu Palace, it must be like this!

She didn't want to stay in the palace, so she came up with this plan to escape.

Yes, that must be the case.

His fists were clenched tightly under his wide sleeves, and he was shaking and closing his eyes tightly.

"Shen Yueyao, what do you want me to do in order for you to stay by my side?"

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Ye called out softly.

"emperor……"

Jing Ruzhang then opened his eyes and looked at the vast fog. He asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Are there any unusual things at the city gates today?"

"I came to Bichi Palace after patrolling all the palace gates. There is nothing unusual today."

There's no way she could just die like that!

He doesn't believe it!

The nails of his hook fist dug into the flesh, a layer of unwillingness climbed into the bottom of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and gave the order.

"Drain the pool."

Jiang Ye said in a resounding voice: "Yes."

Three hours have passed...

Jing Ruzhang stood in the rain, looking at the fog in front of him. His heart was being cut by a knife, bloody and full of pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ye handed him a red rope.

His face gradually darkened, without any sign of life.

Her thin lips trembled slightly for a few times and then pressed down. A tear oozed out of the corner of her eye, mixed with a slightly red blood color and fell on Leng Jun's face, broken and desperate.

The shadow under the gauze lantern was elongated, lonely and fragile.

Under the long corridor, a lonely shadow slants alone, thinking of the person who never returns!