People can have many ways to die, die from disasters, die from illness, or die from being discouraged by the whole world, or die from despair of love. An Nuanzhi is so close to death for the first time, and for the first time she feels that life is so fragile. In front of her is the cold corpse of red dates, and a sharp dagger on her neck.

Shen Bingyao's hand was already exerting force, accompanied by her crazy and sharp laughter, a long bloody cut appeared, and the blood oozed out, and no matter how hard it was, An Nuanzhi's body lay back and fell heavily to the ground.

In an instant, An Nuanzhi thought a lot, and what first appeared in her mind was Lan Yiluo's sad, gentle, and deep eyes. On the verge of death, Luo, Luo, the Luo she liked, had no chance to meet again. Then, Lan Yiluo's face turned into Murong Wuhen and Murong Wushang's face. The feeling they gave her was like Lan Yiluo's rebirth. She once foolishly mistakenly thought that one of the two brothers was her Luo.

An Nuanzhi felt the heat in her body and left her little by little. She was afraid that she would not last long.

Shen Bingyao looked at An Nuanzhi who was lying in a pool of blood and sneered, "Come on, drag the Empress out. After all, the Empress is the Empress, and she will die in her Hua Palace even if she dies. This is how decent!"

Shen Bingyao laughed arrogantly. She thought she was already a big winner. Unexpectedly, the door of Bingjing Palace was knocked open at this time. Murong Wuhen's face turned cold and rushed in with Lou Ning and the imperial guards.

"Emperor?" Shen Bingyao staggered back two steps. She looked at An Nuanzhi in the pool of blood, and then looked at the angry Murong Wuhen. Her face was pale and almost transparent. "Emperor, the Empress wanted to kill me just now. I was out of self-defense, yes, self-defense--"

Bang ———

With a heavy slap in the face, Murong Wuhen pushed Shen Bingyao away in disgust and said angrily, "Get out of the poisonous woman! Dare to murder my queen. I will settle the score with you later!"

In three steps, Murong Wuhen came to An Nuanzhi's side. The person in the pool of blood was dying. The blood on her neck was like the flower of the other side of the mandala, blooming. Her face was so white that it was pity and heartbreaking, like the white jade lotus that was about to wither, floating and ethereal, as if she was about to leave him. Murong Wuhen's heart was so empty, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Nanzhi, you must hold on, I will find someone to save you right away-"

"Luo? You're here." An Nuanzhi treated Murong Wuhen, wearing a dragon robe, as Lan Yiluo. Her tears dripped from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably. Her delicate and boneless hand reached out to him. She seemed to see that at the Shangyu Kingdom's Grand Ceremony, her Lu knelt on one knee and called her "my queen" affectionately. He hugged her horizontally and "Flying in front of everyone. She was the first queen in the history of Shangyu Kingdom to be held by the emperor to participate in the Grand Ceremony. At that time, she was almost dead happily.

All she needs in her life is a man who is in love with her. For him, she can fly to the fire and rely on each other in life and death, but why does God love to tease her so much? She missed her deeply, and her lover will eventually be separated from her.

Yeah?

Chengde Hall.

"You trash, hurry up and save Nuanzhi to me, hurry up! If you dare to make a slight mistake, I will ask your head!" Murong Wuhen paced back and forth in the inner hall, with blue veins on his face pounding wildly. Some people were going to kill people. He was indeed a tyrant, a tyrant who killed people without blinking. Three imperial physicians were already pulled out to behead him.

"Yes, yes." The remaining old doctors were trembling and didn't even dare to show their energy. To them, the chance of saving An Nuanzhi was very small. Originally, An Nuanzhi's body was only half a month away. This time, he suffered such a serious injury. It is estimated that it would be great if he could be protected for three days.

At this time, a little eunuch walked in with his head down, "Prince, Concubine Chen is asking for a meeting!"

Murong Wuhen's eyebrows stood up and his anger appeared. "That shameless poisonous woman dragged her out and killed her body, chopped her into forty-four pieces! In addition, destroy the Shen family!"

Outside the palace, Shen Bingyao was frightened when she heard this. She hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy, "Emperor, don't treat Yao'er like this. The emperor should remember his old love. After all, Yao'er served the emperor. Yao'er was the emperor's concubine. Yao'er came to this point because she loved the emperor very much————"

When Murong Wuhen heard this, he thought for a few seconds, stood up, and ordered, "Let Concubine Chen come in!"

"Yes." The little eunuch retreated.

Shen Bingyao walked in on his knees, with a long blood trailing behind her. She knew she had committed a serious crime and a death sentence, but she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, because she felt that Murong Wuhen still loved her, otherwise he would not have been lucky to her when she first entered the palace, or he would not have seen her now.

"Your Majesty, are you willing to spare Yao'er's life?" Shen Bingyao raised her head and looked at Murong Wuhen with a clear look.

Murong Wuhen did not look at her, nor did he answer this question. He just asked, "Aifei Chen, do you know why I was lucky to you when you first entered the palace and even named you Concubine Chen?"

"Of course it's because the emperor likes me." Shen Bingyao said affirmatively. When she entered the palace, she was a beautiful woman, an uninformed virgin. She liked such beautiful women and emperors, and she was still very confident in this regard.

Murong Wuhen sneered, and he shook his head and said, "No, Chen Meng was wrong. I favor you because of your appearance and your appearance have an angle, which looks very similar to Nuanmao."

When Shen Bingyao heard this sentence, she felt like she was struck by lightning. She shook her head desperately, "How could it be, it's impossible, how could the emperor like me because of An Nuanzhi? Isn't the emperor hate the queen the most? She is the descendant of An family, but the criminal who caused Princess Tianan to commit suicide. The emperor hated her to death, and wanted to thrust her muscles, right? Emperor, you said this because you were angry with Yao'er. You love Yao'er, it must be like this. For An Nuanzhi, at best, the emperor just sympathizes with her, yes, just sympathizes with her, because she can't live long."

Murong Wuhen snorted lightly, and his heartless voice sounded, "Wrong, Nuanzhi, is the most special woman in the world. She is not the same as you, disgusting, so dirty and dirty! I can tell you clearly that I found you because of the dissonance between Nuanzhi and Nuanzhi. For me, you are no different from the women in the brothel."

When Shen Bingyao heard this, she shook her body a few times, "Hahahaha-haha--" Chen Pingpin's shrill laughter resounded throughout the hall. She felt like a joke. She lived in the shadow of her sister since she was a child. She thought that the spring of her father had been brought into the palace by her father. In the end, she realized that Murong Wuhen was just playing with her. Her life was nothing more than a bamboo basket. What was she? Is she a substitute? No, it was just a ridiculous and ridiculous comfort, but she was unwilling to give up. She did so much for Murong Wuhen, but she didn't believe that Murong Wuhen was so heartless.

"Your Majesty, please tell Yao'er the truth. Have you ever loved Yao'er for a second?" Shen Bingyao put all her hopes on this last question. She didn't want her efforts to be just soap bubbles. Even if Murong Wuhen loved her for a moment, she had no regrets.

Murong Wuhen replied, "There was a concubine, Rong Changzai. He also asked me the same question. Do you want to know what my answer is? This answer can also be used on you."
Chapter completed!