The black-bellied prince is all over the city

Only at this moment did he realize that he was just a pawn of Feiye, but a necessary link in his revenge plan.He approached himself because he wanted to make himself the last step on his way to kill his father.He didn't even dare to think about whether Feiye chose to commit suicide in the end because he had no regrets, or because he really didn't want to be a threat to him.

The poisonous wine began to burn his internal organs, and his throat was full of bloody taste.He closed his eyes and moved to the wall to lean against, saving himself some strength.He knew he shouldn't think about it anymore, it was too exhausting.But he still wanted to think a little bit more clearly, otherwise he would die unwillingly even if he died.

Qingcheng is Yun Che, and Yun Che is Fei Ye, and Fei Ye is Ye Fei.The circle was so complicated that he had a headache so hard to breathe.I feel that my consciousness is being pulled away a little bit.He had been living in the pain of losing Yun Che, but Yun Che stood beside him and told him that he was only living in a trap set by Fei Ye for him, and that he personally killed his father.

"Ahem..." He suddenly coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, this kind of poison was much stronger than Qingyan, Qingcheng, no, it was Yun Che, he showed no mercy to himself.

Therefore, everything he has now can be said to be his own fault.He would rather die peacefully and die under Qingyan's poison without any pain or harm.He also didn't want to be cut open and cut severely when he was about to die.He could even hear Feiye's ridicule.Right in his ear, making him pay for his amorousness and stupidity.

I didn't love you originally.Xi Ye said silently in his heart, the one he loves is clearly the person who brought him warmth in the ice and snow of Qingyuan Hall!How could you fall into the trap you set up in a blink of an eye?My biggest mistake was trusting you unconditionally.

Non-leaf.

I wouldn't even ask, I'd be easily overwhelmed by your affection and tears.At that time, I always thought, what should I do with you.If one day I really become the person you want me to be, will you still leave me?Xi Ye giggled again, the blood that flowed out stained the skirt of his clothes.Feiye, Allure.

The two people I love don't exist.

Not understanding what Xi Ye was thinking of, he muttered and giggled for a long time.The question in Qingcheng's heart has not been resolved, and he still wants to know the reason.

However, Murong Xiye was about to die.He died in his own hands.He has waited for so many years and suffered so much, isn't it for this moment?His heart doesn't hurt at all, not at all.

Walking step by step to the place where Xi Ye was leaning against, feeling the other's weak breathing, he suddenly remembered the tenderness of his kiss when it fell on his lips, and the burning heat brought by his breath on his neck.He suddenly felt that he might miss these things.I miss the days when I was with him.

"Tell me, why did you kill him?" He knelt down again, looking into Xi Ye's eyes just like when they first met.It's a pity, those eyes no longer have the gentle look of jade.

Xi Ye no longer had the strength to raise his hand to touch him.He tried his best to smile, and blood would overflow from the corner of his mouth every time he opened his mouth. "Because...he...has the intention, ahem, to kill my father, so...he must...die." He spoke intermittently, for fear that if he was not careful, he would lose his mind and tell the truth.

Or... make up a little lie for you, if you can live well in the future.Qingcheng, I would rather call you Qingcheng.That Yun Che was sealed up by me early in the morning and is the deepest part of my memory.Later, Feiye, there was no moment when I would really think back to the moment when I met you.Looks like I'm still awake.

I still know that the one I love is but a phantom I've been born with.I have spent all my luck in order to meet the most beautiful you at a certain time.Therefore, in my life from now on, I thought that the favor of fate to me was nothing but the pain that Feiye planted for me.

Xi Ye slowly closed his eyes. "You know, at first... when I saw you, I pestered you because you looked like Yun Che. No, no, heh, I haven't accepted it yet. It's because of you and Feiye ...It's very similar. At that time, I already regretted it very much. I shouldn't have attacked him. But, there is no medicine for regret in the world, right?"

What if there is regret medicine?What if you could choose?When I face the crying Feiye, and face the balance of love and hate in my heart, the balance will still unconditionally lean towards Feiye, right?

In fact, he had no choice.Because some people, once they fall in love, can really let go without saying let go.

Xi Ye was still muttering something, but Qingcheng couldn't hear clearly.My own feeling is correct, he is just a substitute for Feiye, and his position in Murong Xiye's heart is nothing more than that.

He would also think, if he hadn't agreed to let Fei Ye replace him.And staying in that deep palace, he and Xi Ye, two people who are also lonely and have no support, must be on two different roads.

"Yun Che...Yun Che...I didn't betray you. You...you betrayed me. I saw it too late, too...too late!" Xi Ye took his last breath.Consciousness was about to dissipate, and his eyes were all white, so bright that he couldn't help but shed tears.

Murong Xiye felt that he still had a clear view of his life.Not long after he was born, his mother and concubine, Lian Xiruo, threw him into the deep palace, regardless of his life or death.And later, Fei Ye also betrayed him, he came to him with a purpose, and everything he did after that was completely obliterated by his purpose, meaningless.Now, is the person who bears him Qing Cheng, Qing Cheng or Yun Che?He didn't have any measure in his heart at all.

Qingcheng didn't know whether Murong Xiye's words were addressed to herself or Feiye.He only saw the tears in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't understand what those tears meant.Whether it is regret or hatred, he has no way of knowing.The person leaning against the wall, the thin prince who begged for mercy outside the Qingyuan Hall, the prince who killed Feiye, the person who lifted the curtain of his car and chased after him.

I have shed my last tear in this life.

"Xi Ye." He called softly, afraid that he would suddenly wake up and scold him, how can you call my king's name casually!However, he has not responded.Qingcheng looked at him quietly, and put her hand on his chest, just like Xi Ye tried to warm his palm when he used snow water to make wine last time.

Probably because my hand has lost its intuition.He felt that Xi Ye's chest was as cold as an ice cellar, and there was no more warmth to be found.