The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

The palace today is bustling like never before.

As a result, Luo Mosheng was tightly bound by the veiled Liao Jinyi, blending in with the crowd, and no one recognized him...

Liao Jinyi took him through the entire wedding process like a toothless dog, from beginning to end, without missing a single detail.

He didn't struggle or make a sound.

His mother and Hao Hengshan were burned to death, Chen Jianyong's whereabouts are unknown, and all the old forces that Luo Mosheng once relied on have been destroyed.

And Shen Runing, who used to follow behind him and try to please him...

Now, she is wearing a phoenix crown and a red robe, smiling like a flower, and marrying his enemy, Luo Mian.

Luo Mosheng's eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred and unwillingness, but he didn't say a word.

It’s not that I don’t want to say—

But it can't be said at all.

He was poisoned and became mute.

The sharp pain under the tongue has not gone away.

Luo Mian got up early in the morning and drank the medicine himself.

Luo Mian has always been meticulous and unforgiving.

Back then, Shen Runing chased Luo Mosheng all over the city, pleading for him, lying, being scolded, being looked down upon, and being humiliated...

She even gave up her dignity and family affection for him, and ended up with scars all over her body.

In the end, I couldn't even get a glance.

Luo Mosheng owed her too much.

Then let him also taste the greatest suffering in this world.

The greatest suffering is to be unable to speak out and to be unable to express grievances.

Luo Mian and Shen Runing held hands and got into the wedding sedan side by side, and headed straight for the Regent's Palace with gongs and drums beating all the way.

Liao Jinyi pulled Luo Mosheng and retreated from the crowd.

Today, banquets and drinking are held almost everywhere in the palace, and they have nowhere to go.

So she could only take him to a corner of the palace wall, and with the help of an old locust tree, she climbed over the eaves of the side hall.

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Luo Mosheng was already extremely annoyed when Liao Jin pulled him, and this pull made his emotions even more turbulent.

He swung his arms violently, trying to break free, but he stumbled and nearly fell off the eaves!

"what--!"

"what."

The sound was incomplete and the breath was disordered.

Liao Jinyi grabbed him and pulled him back roughly without any courtesy.

"I was really blind before, how could I fall in love with you?"

Luo Mosheng steadied himself, his eyes burning with anger, but he couldn't say anything.

The two of them huddled in an inconspicuous corner of the palace eaves, with the heavy palace walls behind them and a bustling and noisy crowd at their feet.

Just move one step forward and you can see the people sitting around below, with waves of laughter and joy.

Luo Mosheng looked at the bustling scene with an empty expression.

Liao Jinyi squatted aside, holding his chin.

In fact, she was unwilling to take this job from the beginning to the end——

But she couldn't refuse.

"I don't know how the Regent intends to deal with you..."

She muttered to herself.

"How strange... Even the King of Xiang was killed, so why did they leave you behind?"

Then he glanced at Luo Mosheng, without even a sneer, and just shook his head.

At this moment, Luo Mosheng already understood that the ending was already decided.

It's all over.

He was powerless to recover.

It was a bustling scene with thousands of people celebrating.

——But it was his death.

moment.

Luo Mosheng turned his head and looked at Liao Jinyi who was squatting beside him.

Once very familiar, now very strange

Liao Jinyi.

The throat moved slightly, making a soft, hoarse cry.

"Uh-huh!"

Liao Jin raised his eyes and frowned.

Eyes facing each other.

After a moment, her tone turned cold.

"Is something wrong?"

Luo Mosheng nodded heavily.

Liao Jin thought for a moment, then pulled out a roll of paper and pen from his sleeve and threw it in front of Luo Mosheng.

"Write it."

Luo Mosheng picked it up, and with trembling fingers, he wrote on the paper stroke by stroke.

Liao Jin came over and read as he looked at it.

"'If I die... bury me... with the breeze...'"

"Qingfeng? Your personal bodyguard?"

Luo Mosheng nodded, his eyes dim and unclear.

Liao Jinyi rarely made any sarcastic remarks.

"it is good."

Luo Mosheng picked up the pen again.

After thinking for a long time, I finally started writing the second line.

"Back then... I... was... to... you—"

Before the pen was finished, a cold light suddenly flew over from a distance!

"Whoosh!"

A crossbow arrow pierced straight through Luo Mosheng's forehead!

The moment the arrow pierced his forehead, Luo Mosheng's body leaned back suddenly.

The next moment, it slowly returned to normal.

A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Blood slowly slid down his forehead, drop by drop, and fell on the unfinished paper.

"Tick."

"Tick."

Luo Mosheng looked at the bloodstains and was a little surprised.

It was as if he couldn't believe that death came so quickly and so casually.

In the last moment of his consciousness, he raised his eyes and slowly looked at Liao Jinyi——

Liao Jin stood up suddenly.

"Luo Mosheng!"

She let out a low cry and quickly squatted down to check, but she didn't dare to make any big movements.

"Boom-"

Luo Mosheng's body swayed, he completely lost his support and fell heavily to the ground.

The paper was pressed under him, and the last word "you" was only half written.

The pen marks are broken and the ink is scattered.

The bright red blood seeped along the paper, slowly spreading and completely covering the word "Qingfeng".

Liao Jin's eyes suddenly fell on the crossbow arrow that was pierced into his forehead.

The arrow was jet black, with a strand of gold thread wrapped around the tail of the feathers.

Beneath the golden thread, there was a barely perceptible totem of a dark dragon and clouds.

Exploring the shadows.

It's the emperor's shadow.

She slowly raised her head and looked into the distance.

As far as the eye could see, a black shadow flashed by at the corner of the eaves.

Liao Jinyi didn't move.

He just looked at the pool of blood for a long time without saying a word.

The wind blew up a corner of the paper.

The unfinished 'I to you...' fluttered in the wind.

I can't tell it anymore,