Sima Cong said this, not wanting to see Li Qinghan, but she actually believed it. Only he knew that when he said this, his heart was bleeding.

"Are you okay?" Li Qinghan stood for a while, not knowing what to say, so he picked up a sentence and said it casually.

Sima Cong didn't say anything. Li Qinghan felt embarrassed, sighed, and said: "Sima Cong, I didn't expect that there would be a situation like today. If you hate me just because I am Liang Youzhao's wife, then I will leave now.

"

As she said this, she turned around and left.

She thought Sima Cong would speak, but there was no sound in that corner. Li Qinghan's heart really felt cold. She paused, turned back and walked towards that place, "When did you become

Are you so cowardly? What can't you face? You..."

Just when she was close to Sima Cong, through the ray of sunlight, she saw a knife mark on his face behind those dense beards.

She was shocked. It was not that she didn't know that this was Mo Xing.

Mo Xing was to carve words on the prisoner's face, but she never thought that even if Sima Cong was the deposed prince, he was still the emperor's prince. Who would torture him?

In this case, the only possibility is that the emperor Sima He was the one.

"How could this happen?" Li Qinghan staggered back a step and almost fell down while stepping on her skirt. Sima Cong quickly grabbed her hand.

When he held her hand, this moment seemed to be forever recorded in his short-term memory. Such a soft feeling was touched again after two years. He couldn't help but feel it.

Want to hold it tighter.

However, just for that moment, he let go of her hand and looked away.

He really didn't want her to see him so haggard. His clothes had been patched several times, his face was carved, and his hair was sparse. He had almost forgotten what he looked like when he was clean and tidy.

, but when I look at Li Qinghan again, her pomegranate red clothes are like the clouds on the horizon, so delicate and dazzling, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

"Go away, go away!" He began to roar, but his health had been in bad condition over the years, especially after staying in such a damp and cold place for two years. He roared so loudly that it reached his chest.

, followed by a violent cough.

There was a smell of blood in his mouth, and he thought he was going to vomit blood again, but he really didn't want Li Qinghan to see him in such a mess. How he hoped that Li Qinghan would be obedient and leave!

"I won't leave!" Li Qinghan's words were extremely firm. She stretched out a silk handkerchief, stepped forward and handed it to him.

Sima Cong pushed her hand away hard, turned around, and stared at her with scarlet eyes, "Can you guarantee that you will never leave? Li Qinghan, don't let me despise you!"

Li Qinghan suddenly didn't know what to say. He held the silk handkerchief tightly in his hand, as if something was stuck in his throat. He didn't know what to say for a long time.

"Do you have to do this to me? I rarely enter the palace, and the chance of meeting you is very slim. I just think that at least we can still be friends. If it were someone else, do you think that with my personality, you would take the risk?

Look at him?"

Of course Sima Cong knew what she meant. Li Qinghan, no matter what she did, whether she did it right or wrong, she would never feel guilty or blame herself. Perhaps this would be the only time in her life that she felt guilty.

He began to cough violently, and then, unable to stop himself, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Li Qinghan was so surprised that he hurried forward and covered his mouth with the silk handkerchief.

Sima Cong followed her hand, sat on a chair nearby, took the silk handkerchief from her, and shrugged his shoulders and coughed a few more times.

"I didn't know you would become like this..." Li Qinghan said lightly, "Maybe I can help you get some medicine or something. Your illness can't be delayed any longer."

"Ha!" Sima Cong sneered, "Do you think that if I want to escape, a Youhua Palace can stop me?" He said this, raised his head, and glanced sideways at Li Qinghan, "You'd better put your

Liang Youzhao imagined that he was so great and omnipotent?"

Li Qinghan was stunned, not knowing what to say, but when he heard Sima Cong said: "You go away, don't come back again."

Sure enough, he still had to drive her away. Li Qinghan smiled to himself, "I shouldn't have come to this place, Sima Cong, you really let me down. A person may fail, but if you can't stand anymore because of that failure,

It will only make people look down upon and hate you. Do you think anyone will give you sympathy? Of course, there may be, but my sympathy is so little that even I don’t know where it exists.”

Sima Cong just listened quietly, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.

"If I were you, I would definitely let myself live well. Living is better than dying." As he spoke, Li Qinghan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "I'm leaving today.

, I will definitely not come again in the future, Sima Cong, please take care of yourself!"

After she said this, she glanced at Sima Cong, and that look was like a lifelong farewell.

She kicked her feet and slowly stepped out of Youhua Palace step by step, without any sound behind her.

When she stepped out of the door, she knew that she would never see the person inside again in her life. She looked up at the birds flying above the white clouds, and a tear suddenly overflowed from the corner of her eye, sliding down her cheek, leaving behind

A trace of coldness.

Liang Youzhao returned to the palace very late at night. When he came back, Li Qinghan was taking a bath.

Life is always so repetitive and unpredictable. Li Qinghan retreated from all the maids around him and sat quietly in the bathtub alone. She suddenly recalled the marks on Sima Cong's face. She felt that the mark on her face

Also very dirty.

So she lowered her head and buried herself deeply in the warm water.

She couldn't breathe, but she was still doing this. She thought that Sima Cong must have faced this kind of dilemma countless times, and now she wanted to experience it too.

Just as she was doing this, someone suddenly jumped into the bathtub, grabbed her neck, and pulled her out of the water.

Li Qinghan was horrified and subconsciously covered his chest until he saw Liang Youzhao with an anxious face.

"Qinghan, what's wrong with you?" Liang Youzhao didn't know what she was doing, but when he came, he saw her burying herself in the water in this posture and didn't come up for a long time. He thought she couldn't think about it anymore.

Li Qinghan looked at him in confusion and murmured: "What's wrong with you?"

She suddenly felt weak on her feet, leaned softly in Liang Youzhao's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Li Qinghan got up very early in the morning. When she looked at the bedside, there was no one.

She lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips, lifted the quilt and called Xinlan in, preparing to wash and change clothes, "We are leaving today, are everything ready?"

Xinlan frowned, and after a long while she said: "Everything is packed, and the prince also said you can leave."

Li Qinghan nodded, and when he turned his eyes, he noticed that Xinlan looked a little uncomfortable, so he rubbed his eyebrows and said feebly: "Look at you like that, what happened? Are you so depressed?"

Xinlan rolled her eyes, and then she knelt down suddenly towards Li Qinghan. Li Qinghan was startled, and heard her say: "Originally, the prince did not let the slave talk about this matter, but the slave is the princess's daughter, and has followed her since she was a child.

I don't dare to hide anything from you. In fact, this morning, no, more accurately, it should be last night, the deposed prince died."

"What?" Li Qinghan trembled and almost fell off the chair. Her lips trembled uncontrollably, "He is dead? What happened last night..."

Yesterday during the day, she went to see him.

"Yes, but Princess, this matter has passed. The prince has also said that if you don't want to worry about it, just leave it alone." Xinlan bit her lip. She had no choice but to say it. She was a simple-minded person.

But we can also see Sima Cong's affection for Li Qinghan. Such deep love cannot be formed overnight. Now that Sima Cong is dead, how can Li Qinghan be kept in the dark?
Chapter completed!