The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

At this point, Nangong Liuli laughed self-deprecatingly: "Until you showed up later, at that palace banquet, I thought he came back for me, but he came back for you."

"You don't know how tender and affectionate his eyes were when he was sitting in the stands looking at you..."

"It's something I've never seen before, something I wouldn't even dare to imagine in my dreams."

"We are so close, yet it seems like we are forever out of reach."

"At that moment, I deeply realized that no matter whether Nangong Group collapsed or not, he would never be with me."

As Nangong Liuli spoke, a great deal of resentment and regret lingered in her heart, and her eyes gradually became red.

"But why?"

"Obviously... we are childhood sweethearts..."

Jiang Wantang looked at her sad face, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

Everything in the world can be achieved through hard work.

The only thing that cannot be forced is feelings.

She was like this before.

The first heartbeat of a young girl, full of courage, will never turn back until she hits a wall...

One has to be broken and bloody before one feels the pain and wakes up.

Only then did I realize that people living in this world should not be bound by emotions, but should look forward and move forward.

Facts have proved that once you move forward, you will find that what is difficult is never the road, but the hurdle in your heart.

Life is like the sea, mountains and rivers, nothing more than that...

At the end, Nangong Liuli shed tears...

Jiang Wantang stood there quietly, opened her mouth, and finally said, "Since no one in this world loves you or cares about you, then you should love yourself."

Hearing this, Nangong Liuli came back to her senses. She raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face.

What's the use of crying?

Anyway, the best years of youth, the most beloved youth, are gone forever...

After wiping away her tears, Nangong Liuli raised her head proudly, with a stubborn look in her eyes and a smile on her face: "Jiang Wantang, I don't need your sympathy, nor do I need your pity!"

"I, Nangong Liuli, have never regretted being born into the Nangong family in my life!"

"It's a pity that, in the end, I still couldn't avenge my family."

"Even if you scheme and plot, and do all sorts of bad things, you're still no match for others."

At the end, Nangong Liuli said word by word: "I admit it!"

A hint of complexity flashed across Jiang Wantang's cold pupils, and he looked at her with his eyes lowered.

Nangong Liuli slowly stood up from the corner, smiled at Jiang Wantang, and said, "Before, I have already answered your question truthfully..."

"Now, I have only one request."

"It's funny, but in the end, the person I feel is the most trustworthy and worthy of my trust is you."

"I hope that after I die, you can bury my body with my relatives."

Jiang Wantang said without hesitation, "Okay."

"Anymore?"

Nangong Liuli smiled and shook her head, saying, "I've said everything I need to say."

"You go."

"I'm tired..."

"In these few short years, it seems like I've exhausted all my life's energy and efforts just to get revenge."

“I’m so tired!”

After saying that, she leaned against the wall with a tired look and slowly closed her eyes, looking as if she was extremely tired.

Seeing this, Jiang Wantang said nothing more and walked out.

Walking outside the abandoned palace, Jiang Wantang heard Nangong Liuli's shrill voice coming from inside...

"Father, Mother, Brother... Liuli, I'm coming down to look for you!"

Then a loud "bang" sounded in the hall, accompanied by the "clattering" of iron chains...

Afterwards, all the noises returned to silence.

At this moment, in the abandoned palace, Nangong Liuli collapsed on the ground in the corner, her head broken and bleeding, the blood that continued to flow out gradually spread from her side...

Nangong Liuli's heavy eyelids closed slightly, and her eyes looked straight towards the palace door.

As her pupils dilated and her consciousness was fading, she seemed to see the palace door open and a figure walk in...

Dressed in white, she comes walking on the moon, as graceful as a startled swan, elegant and extraordinary, as cool as the first melting snowflakes. One glance...will ruin your life.

"Wuwang...Brother..."

"You came......"

Nangong Liuli raised a gentle and brilliant smile at the corner of her lips: "Are you here to see Liuli off?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards the white figure, but after reaching out, she slowly lowered it.

Nangong Liuli looked at the figure in front of her with an infatuated and nostalgic look, and tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of her eyes...

She said: "It's a pity that Liuli is dirty. She is no longer worthy of the flawless brother Wuwang..."

She also said: "Brother Wuwang...if there is an afterlife...Liuli will definitely be a good person and live a clean and honest life..."

"I only wish... that there would be no hatred..."

"You and I...were able to grow up...from childhood sweethearts...to the first blossoming of love...and finally to our gray hair..."

Before the last word "bai" was uttered, Nangong Liuli's outstretched hand fell completely to the ground.

As the last tear rolled down her cheeks, she slowly closed her eyes, the smile on her lips still there...

Outside the hall, Jiang Wantang paused, closed her eyes, and then continued walking out.

Even the most evil person has a soft and kind corner in his heart.

Nangong Liuli was born into a wealthy family, and lived a brilliant and glorious life for half her life. However, in the short few years of the second half, she also experienced the bitterness and vicissitudes of life...

Nangong family brought her endless glory and wealth, but in the end she also bore equal hatred and shackles.

......

Dusk was falling, and the last ray of sunset had already been swallowed up by the thick clouds.

The sky outside gradually darkened...

When Jiang Wantang brought Leng Mei back to Fengqi Palace, he saw Ji Wuyuan standing in the palace with his hands behind his back from afar.

"Your Majesty..." Leng Mei was about to whisper a reminder when she saw Jiang Wantang beside her step over the threshold and walk towards Her Majesty.

Ji Wuyuan heard the noise and turned around to look over.

The pair of cold phoenix eyes brightened up noticeably after seeing that the person coming was Jiang Wantang.

He said in a gentle voice: "Tang'er is back?"

Jiang Wantang nodded and responded, "Yeah."

For some reason, when she looked at Ji Wuyuan who was standing in front of her, she felt the dull pain in her heart become even stronger.

She had never thought that someone as powerful as him would have such a past...

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions surging in them.

Ji Wuyuan saw that she was in a bad mood and thought that Nangong Liuli's death had affected her.

He sighed, raised his hand and touched Jiang Wantang's head, saying in a soothing tone: "Tang'er, don't be sad. Nangong Liuli's death is not a pity. You..."

Before Ji Wuyuan finished speaking, Jiang Wantang raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes bright and moist: "I understand."

After saying that, she added: "It's not because of her."