After giving birth to twins, the princess became pregnant again, and the royal uncle took care of he

A moment later, a sharp pain struck like a tidal wave.

Jun Jiuxiao was no longer able to suppress the surging toxins within his body.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

It splashed onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of scarlet.

At the same time, blood began to gush from his ears, making him look extremely miserable and horrifying.

Despite enduring immense physical pain and torment.

Jun Jiuxiao still tried his best to lift his eyes with difficulty.

He gazed intently at his wife, with whom he had shared five years of life.

His voice, low and hoarse from the poisoning, carried an accusatory tone in every word:

"Could it be that you are so eager to kill me? Do you hate me that much?"

In her dream, Chu Xingyao witnessed Jun Jiuxiao spitting blood!

This sudden scene made her heart sink, and a wave of shock washed over her.

However, despite being filled with fear and anxiety.

But deep down she always believed that Chu Xinglan would not deceive her and that the medicine would not be fatal.

And Jun Jiuxiao would never so easily give up on life.

Chu Xingyao stared wide-eyed at Jun Jiuxiao, who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

He gritted his teeth, his face contorted with resentment:

"Jun Jiuxiao, you slaughtered my entire family, causing my whole clan to be brutally murdered."

"With such deep-seated hatred, how could I not hate you even more!"

Her voice trembled slightly with extreme grief and indignation, and every word seemed to contain endless resentment and pain.

Faced with Chu Xingyao's rebuke, Jun Jiuxiao did not offer any further rebuttal.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper. He smiled sadly, but his eyes were still full of indescribable pain.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at his personal bodyguard, Night Hawk, who was already furious and wished he could kill Chu Xingyao immediately to vent his anger.

With his last ounce of strength, he slowly said:

"My death today has nothing to do with the Queen. From now on, the Queen will be your new mistress. You must protect her..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he could no longer hold on.

His heavy eyelids slowly closed, and he left this world forever.

In her dream, Chu Xingyao gazed silently at Jun Jiuxiao's lifeless face with his eyes tightly closed.

In the dream, I was struck by lightning, and I stood frozen in place, as still as a statue.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses and muttered to herself:

"No... Lan'er clearly told me this medicine wouldn't kill anyone... How could this be..."

Another version of herself burst into tears like a flood, uncontrollably gushing out and sliding down her beautiful face.

Chu Xingyao instinctively reached out and tightly gripped Jun Jiuxiao's clothes, as if afraid he would suddenly disappear.

At the same time, she gently patted Jun Jiuxiao's face, which had become completely bloodless, and sobbed uncontrollably as she cried out:

"You are the War God and Regent of Dongjing Kingdom!"

"You've always been so imposing and invincible, how could you fall so easily?"

Wake up quickly... Please open your eyes and look at me..."

The mournful cries echoed throughout the entire dream space, lingering for a long time.

"How could this little bit of medicine kill you! Get up quickly, please don't die like this,"

"I had absolutely no intention of harming you!"

Chu Xingyao screamed desperately, pounding on Jun Jiuxiao who was lying on the ground with her hands.

However, no matter how hard she tried, Jun Jiuxiao kept his eyes tightly closed and remained unresponsive.

Chu Xingyao stood quietly to the side, observing the tragic scene before her.

Her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand steel needles at the same time, causing her unbearable pain.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground beneath her feet and disappearing in an instant.

She knew that from this moment on, in the years to come, the Chu Xingyao in her dream would be trapped in a living hell.

Every night, as she closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep, she witnesses the same heartbreaking scene repeating itself.

For the rest of her life, the endless pain and regret would be like a bone-deep affliction, tormenting her, keeping her awake at night and restless.

Perhaps this is her retribution, or her destiny.