Dujuan burst into tears in her eyes and she kept falling. The spicy wine burned her throat like a fire, choking her to cough violently: "Cough cough...cough...cough cough cough..."

Crying and coughing and panting were not falling, and there was only a crisp sound of "ding" sound, and the jade cup fell to the ground and shattered. Youmeng subconsciously looked back and saw that the eunuch let go of the cuckoo, like a dead leaf, was lying on the ground with a weak body. Her painful expression seemed to be like countless knives squeezing her internal organs. With her coughing heavily, she suddenly spit out a large pool of blood.

Her cough gradually calmed down, her face became more pale and unlucky. Finally, she twitched for a few times without knowing what happened.

Her peach-like eyes were open but dull, and thick red blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth, taking away the temperature of her body. Perhaps because it was still so painful at the last moment that her heart was full of pain, her clenched hand was hanging on the ground and was dead, as if she wanted to grab something, until she died.

That quiet, the silence that is taken away by death.

Youmeng suddenly lost her mind.

And her mother, her incredible mother, could actually smile a gloomy and calmly admire the corners of her silent mouth when she watched others suffer from a catastrophe.

Youmeng, she can't do this.

But why didn't she save her?

Youmeng also asked herself repeatedly in her heart: Is it because Du Juan used Yilan to do evil to make her lose her virginity? Or when she was humiliated and cried, Du Juan stood by and watched outside the door?

Maybe there are all, but which point makes her hate Du Juan the most, and she hates Du Juan so much that she insists on her death, but she can no longer find the answer. After all, she abandons her, ignores her, stays indifferent, and stays out of the matter, and is insensitive.

I felt a bone-broken chill, my heart seemed to be empty, and I stood there for a long time and couldn't move...

She felt as if there was a strange self in her heart, awakening. She tried to talk to the self in her heart and told her that she was confused and confused at the moment—

[This is the first time, so close that I can see that a living life withered before my eyes.

Her name is Dujuan.

Cuckoo…

I suddenly sighed at her nice but sad name, which reminded me of two lines of poetry.

In a word, it is "Wang Emperor's spring heart is entrusted with the cuckoo."

In a word, it is "The poplar flowers fall and the sacred sings in the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred."]

Youmeng finally came back to her senses, turned around and continued walking with a bleak look on her face, her feet as weak as if she was floating, as if she could smell the fragrance of poisonous wine and the fishy sweetness of blood along the way.

[My emperor brother once praised her appearance with the brightness of the azalea because of his unintentional moment, but he did not tell her that the azalea is an ominous flower. Behind her burning beauty, there is a story about death:

Wang Emperor died, turned into a bird, and cried day and night, and stopped until he died.

The bright redness on its flowers is stained by the blood falling from the cuckoo birds.

She died and was not forgiven by me, but I did sympathize with her.

I sympathize with her: her face is like a flower, her heart is higher than the sky, and her life is as thin as paper.]

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The scene of Du Juan being killed suddenly made Saki feel very familiar. She couldn't help but lose her mind. The picture in front of her was vaguely changed, and it was replaced by another time and space-

In the midsummer of five years ago, she asked the emperor to see the emperor in the Tai Chi Hall of Ganquan Palace for the matter of Yanpin: "Your Majesty, do you really don't want to listen to Sister Xiyan's explanation?"

"What else can she explain!" Ji Shun stood with his hands behind her back, and said ruthlessly, "I have an affair with the guards and conspired to kill Long Fei. Such a vicious and shameless bitch, I can't relieve my hatred if I don't kill her!"

"Then please let His Majesty go to her family..." She whispered, "The crime of affair is indecent after all. In order to take care of the face of you and the royal family, you should not be overly promoted. If the Bian family is executed together, it is difficult to guarantee that the subjects will not make any guesses..."

Ji Shun thought about her words silently. Originally, he really wanted to destroy the three tribes of Yanpinyi, but his current situation was very constrained: "As the beloved concubine said, I can only let her die silently, and it will be a good deal for her!"

She lowered her eyes sadly: "Sister is wrong and the crime cannot be forgiven, but I will have a fight with her sister after all. Please ask Your Majesty to be sure and let me... go and see her off..."
Chapter completed!