In the previous life, the tyrant died for love, and in this life, I became addicted to pampering him

Xie Qinghuan supported the lifeless Chu Hanxiao and collapsed to the ground.

She grabbed Ling Zizhong's sleeve, panic making her dizzy.

Because the master said that Chu Hanxiao is destined to become the emperor of Great Chu!

She never thought that he would die.

The sudden change made her lose her composure for a moment.

"Master, didn't you say that Chu Hanxiao would not die?

But now, why is he not moving? Chu Hanxiao..."

She pushed Chu Hanxiao's motionless body and had difficulty breathing.

"How could this be?"

Ling Zizhong was also confused.

He tried to feel Chu Hanxiao's breath in a daze.

"It shouldn't be like this, how could it be like this?"

Chu Hanxiao is the male protagonist. If he dies, won’t the game be paralyzed?

wrong……

This plot is wrong!

"Master... please think of a solution. What should we do?"

Xie Qinghuan reached out to grab his wide sleeves.

Seeing his confusion, she became even more panicked.

Almost desperate.

If I can't catch my breath, I'm going to faint.

Xie Tingzhou hugged her with heartache.

He stroked her back, soothing her.

"Qinghuan, people cannot die..."

"No! He is not dead! How could he die? He is Chu Hanxiao... Master! Say something!"

Xie Qinghuan struggled in Xie Tingzhou's arms and threw herself towards Ling Zizhong.

She knew that her master could help her be reborn, and he was not an ordinary person!

She threw herself into his arms and grabbed his collar.

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, begging:

"Master, you can save him, right?"

Ling Zizhong finally came back to his senses.

Hold her elbow.

"Qing Huan, don't cry yet, cheer up... I'll go, I'll think of a solution!"

He wanted to help Xie Qinghuan stand up.

But now, her legs are weak and her scalp is numb.

I can't even stand.

He had no choice but to hand her over to Xie Tingzhou.

"Tingzhou, carry His Highness to the East Palace. Do not bury him. I will go... I will think of a solution!"

"Zi Zhong, can you really bring the dead back to life?"

He didn't have time to explain more.

He just touched Xie Qinghuan's wet little face.

"I'll try! You take good care of Qinghuan."

"Ah."

Xie Tingzhou would naturally stay by her side all the time.

Xie Qinghuan cried until her face was numb.

Hearing Master say this, hope was rekindled.

But she was unaware of everything around her.

Luo Sanqian's injury, the emperor's death;

Government, people...

She couldn't take care of anything.

He was the only one in sight.

She followed Chu Hanxiao wherever he was carried.

He stayed by the bed without eating or drinking.

As prime minister, Xie Zhiqiu took care of the emperor's funeral.

The prince's life or death is uncertain, so he can only make the decision to let Prince Ye govern the country.

It seems that this assassination...

The Night King, who did not attend the Longevity Festival Palace Banquet, was undoubtedly the biggest winner!

Xie Zhiqiu thought about it and discussed it with Luo Jinshan.

"Brother, in your opinion, is it possible that this assassination is... related to the Night King?"

Luo Jinshan also had some suspicions, but had no evidence.

"Of course there is suspicion, but the traitor Chu Yingji has not been arrested yet, so we can't talk nonsense about this matter."

Xie Zhiqiu nodded.

"Yes, but if that's the case, I have to go to the palace immediately and tell Qing Huan to be on guard against the Night King."

"Okay, I'll also ask Changfeng about the progress of the capture of Chu Yingji!"

The two agreed and left.

Xie Zhiqiu came to the East Palace.

But he found that the Night King was guarding outside the gate of the East Palace.

He stepped forward and saluted.

"See you, Your Majesty."

Chu Zhenye didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Hearing the sound, he turned around hesitantly.

His face was pale.

Coughed twice.

"Ahem, Prime Minister, no need to be so polite, ahem..."

"Your Highness is not feeling well. Why don't you take a good rest? Why are you standing outside the East Palace?"

He looked up, looking troubled.

"I...want to see Qing Huan."

He knew that everyone was guessing...

It was he who supported Chu Yingji in assassinating the emperor and the crown prince and reaped the benefits.

He knew that his time was running out.

Never care what others think...

But he didn't want Qinghuan to misunderstand!

"Please, my Lord, intercede for me... ahem..."

Chu Zhenye's humble appearance made him, an outsider, feel distressed.

He sighed.

Explaining:

"Your Highness, please forgive me. The Crown Prince's condition is not optimistic, and the Crown Princess is really not in the mood to meet with guests..."

Crown Prince…Concubine.

Chu Zhenye lowered his head dejectedly.

Ever since Xie Qinghuan and Chu Hanxiao got engaged, he no longer attended major palace banquets.

One is physical reasons;

Second, he also didn't want to see her being sweet with someone else.

Unexpected...

"I understand, ahem..."

Seeing that the Night King had no intention of leaving.

Xie Zhiqiu sighed.

"I will help the prince persuade Qing Huan to see how she is doing and whether she is willing to see you..."

He raised his head gratefully.

Bow with fists clasped.

"Then, ahem, thank you very much, Lord Prime Minister..."

"You're welcome, Your Majesty."

Xie Zhiqiu came into the East Palace.

I went to see Xie Tingzhou first.

Xie Tingzhou said nothing, just shook his head.

He then knew that Qinghuan still refused to eat.

I came to the bedroom feeling distressed and helpless.

Persuading:

"Qinghuan, eat something. It's been two days..."

Xie Qinghuan said nothing.

Leaning on the bed, holding Chu Hanxiao's hand, accompanying him.

After his master left, although he recovered a faint breath, he never woke up.

She was really worried...

“Dad knows that you have a good relationship with the prince, but... you also have to take care of your body!

If you continue like this, what if the prince wakes up and you fall down? "

Seeing that she remained silent.

Xie Zhiqiu touched her hair.

"Alas, the Night King is still guarding outside the palace gate...How about Qinghuan go and see him?"

Hear this.

Xie Qinghuan finally moved, but his words were cold.

“I know that the palace banquet has nothing to do with him, and I also know what he is thinking.

Let him go! If Chu Hanxiao really can't wake up, I... will never live alone!"

Xie Zhiqiu was shocked and angry when he heard this.

"Qing Huan! When you say such things, have you ever considered your brother? Have you ever considered me, your father?"

Take a hit.

Xie Qinghuan looked back and hugged Xie Zhiqiu's waist.

Crying bitterly.

"Daddy... I don't want to either, but without him...

I can’t imagine life without him, how am I going to live alone…”

Today it is today.

Only then did she truly understand how Chu Hanxiao felt when he committed suicide for love in his previous life!

It’s true, every day feels like a year!

He is still lying here, and she still has hope.

But what if, he really, leaves...

How is she going to live alone?

Everything you can see is memories.

She couldn't bear that kind of pain...

"Son, you are also the apple of my eye!"

The father and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly, and Xie Tingzhou outside the door was also sighing.

He prayed silently.

I just hope Ling Zizhong can come back soon with good news!

He was afraid that if he didn't come back, Qing Huan would also fall...

Looking at the Night King who was coughing outside the palace gate, he shook his head and sighed.

If the prince really cannot be saved, the Night King’s body may not be able to hold on for much longer.

Chu Yingji killed his father and his king, so the civil and military officials would certainly not allow him to sit on the throne!

So, let’s calculate it this way…

The final winner will be... the emperor's uncle, King Dongzhou!

He narrowed his eyes.

There was a commotion outside the door:

"Your Highness! Go and report to the Crown Princess! Your Highness has fainted!"

He glanced at Xie Zhiqiu and the other person in the hall, and quickly walked out the door...