Getting closer and closer to Zixia Palace, Liang Xin's mood became heavier and heavier. He realized that he had done a very fucked up thing. Although he had a relationship with Xia Zhihua because he was threatened by Xia Zhihua, he had a relationship with Zixia.

The relationship was drugged by Zixia. But he should have other solutions to these two matters besides obeying. Now, this matter has become a deadlock.

But regardless of whether it is a deadlock or not, Liang Xin's character cannot allow Zixia to marry anyone else. No matter how outsiders say he is selfish or too possessive, Liang Xin is not someone who likes to leave regrets in his life.

Man, he doesn't want to wait until he is old to regret why he didn't act impulsively when he was young.

It was still quiet outside Zixia Palace, and the palace door was ajar. Liang Xin pushed open the palace door and walked in, and Zixia's voice came immediately.

"Lan Xin, hurry up and call someone, just say that I hanged myself. I want to see if my father would rather I die than marry me to the Liao Kingdom."

"Princess, is this okay? What if you really hang yourself up? It's very dangerous. I think you should come down first."

"I don't care. I don't want to marry to the Liao Kingdom even if I die. Go and call someone."

"oh oh."

After a while, Lan Xin ran out of the room. When she saw Liang Xin standing in the yard, Lan Xin was startled and immediately shouted: "Ah! Mr. Hou."

Liang Xin nodded and stretched out his right index finger to make a silent gesture on his mouth. Lan Xin nodded and subconsciously stopped talking. Zixia's loud shouts immediately came from the room: "I can't live anymore. I'm dead."

Don’t marry to the Liao Kingdom either… I won’t live anymore…”

Hearing Zixia's call, Liang Xin couldn't help but laugh. This smile seemed to have dissipated his previous heavy heart.

Liang Xin whispered to Lan Xin: "Go to the imperial kitchen and bring some food and wine. I'll go in and take a look."

"Yes." Lan Xin nodded: "Then it's Mr. Lao."

Seeing Lan Xin leaving, Liang Xin pushed the door open and walked into the room. He saw Zixia still stepping on a round stool, holding Bai Ling in both hands as if ready to hang herself. Hearing the door being pushed open, Zixia didn't even look.

He took one look and said: "Lan Xin, why don't you go call someone for me? Hurry up, I'm tired of standing."

Liang Xin smiled, then held his throat with his hands and imitated Zhao Ji's tone and said, "I'm here, what are you going to do?"

"Ah!" Zixia was startled. She couldn't stand upright and fell off the stool. Liang Xin quickly hugged Zixia. Zixia glanced at Liang Xin and exclaimed: "Oh, yes.

You!" Liang Xin put Zixia down and said with a faint smile: "How about it? Do you still want to hang yourself?"

Zixia patted Liang Xin's chest and said angrily: "I hate it. I'm not doing this just for you."

Liang Xin smiled, stretched out his hand to take Zixia into his arms: "Little fool, as long as I am here, you will not be married to anyone else. If you have any problems, I will help you solve them. You don't have to seek death and survive."

"I know. I just wanted to wait for you to come back. Hehe, I didn't expect you to come back in time." Zixia meekly leaned into Liang Xin's arms and said, "You are here to take me out of the palace this time.

Of?"

Liang Xin shook his head: "You are a princess. If you leave the palace rashly, the emperor will definitely send people to chase you back. This will be very troublesome."

"Then what should I do? If I don't leave the palace, I will be married to the Liao Kingdom. Is there any way you can take me out of the palace?" Zixia raised her head and asked Liang Xin.

Liang Xin raised his head and looked at the white silk on the beam, smiled and said: "Originally I couldn't take you out of the palace, but now I suddenly have a way."

It's night. The stars are twinkling and the moonlight is pleasant. It can be predicted that there will be good weather tomorrow.

It was still the first floor, still the seventh floor. Liang Xin walked upstairs and saw Yelu Lianrong pouring herself a drink there. Judging from her pretty face, which was blushing, she must have drank a lot.

Without saying a word, Liang Xin walked to sit opposite Yelu Lianrong. Yelu Lianrong raised her slightly drunken eyes. She looked at Liang Xin and said with a smile, "I thought you wouldn't come."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yelu Lianrong's eye circles instantly turned red: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of Yelu Lianrong's eyes. Liang Xin's heart suddenly tightened. He quickly walked over and hugged her and said, "Okay, okay, no need to say sorry. In fact, I didn't blame you."

Yelu Lianrong raised her head and looked at Liang Xin: "You lied. You were obviously very angry in the palace, but you ignored me when I talked to you, turned around and ran away in a hurry."

Liang Xin smiled and said: "I was angry with Yelu Dilie, so I was not polite at all when talking to him. You are just a princess, and you have no influence on the overall situation of the war, so I didn't blame you at all. I hurriedly said

I left because I had something urgent to deal with, and I rushed here immediately after finishing the matter."

Yelu Lianrong looked at Liang Xin seriously, wondering if she could clearly see whether Liang Xin was comforting her. After a while, tears fell from the corners of Yelu Lianrong's eyes again. Liang Xin subconsciously wiped them, Yelu Lianrong

Rong held Liang Xin's hand, then leaned over and kissed Liang Xin's lips tightly.

Liang Xin's mind went blank, and then he began to respond fiercely. At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. The feeling of electric shock returned to the hearts of the two of them.

After the kiss ended, Liang Xin hugged Yelu Lianrong's graceful waist and whispered softly: "You have underestimated me, you have to be responsible for me."

Yelu Lianrong is a Khitan woman, and her personality is much more unrestrained and enthusiastic than the women from the Central Plains. She stretched out her right index finger and gently picked Liang Xin's chin and said: "Okay, I will be responsible for you, and recruit you to be my princess."

How about Liao’s Prince Consort?”

"Huh! Hate it, you don't know that people don't like to drink goat's milk wine." Liang Xin said delicately. As soon as he finished speaking, he and Yelu Lianrong both laughed.

Liang Xin looked around and asked Yelu Lianrong: "Where are those two old guys? They can just let you out alone?"

"What do you mean, Uncle Yelu Dilie and Master Hut are really troubled by your three conditions. It's okay to say that the third condition does not prevent the people of the Song Dynasty from returning. But the first two 10,000 war horses and Brother Jean are facing each other.

You surrender, these two conditions are really difficult for Daliao. The former is because Daliao is also short of war horses, and the latter is something the nobles of Daliao will not agree to."

"I don't care about that. Who is that guy named Yelu Dilie who was so unloyal in the first place? If I hadn't been so clever and strategizing, I would have been surrounded and killed by the Jin soldiers in the Kingdom of Jin. Can I still drink with you here? Let them

Just worry about it yourself, we don't have to worry about it."

"Haha. You are really a bad person." Yelu Lianrong said with a giggle.

"Whatever, as long as you like it." Liang Xin said and arched Yelu Lianrong's neck again, making Yelu Lianrong smile.

In the next four days, Liang Xin was authorized by Zhao Ji to negotiate with the Liao envoys on behalf of the Song Dynasty. During these four days, Liang Xin kept dealing with Yelu Dilie and Terela.

In the beginning, he refused to back down on any of his three conditions.

But on the fourth day, Liang Xin suddenly began to relent. The 10,000 war horses became 8,000, and the country of monarchs and ministers became a country of brothers. The Song Dynasty is the brother, and the Liao country is the brother. As for the third condition

There is no need to change it, and we have never talked about it.

After discussing the content of the negotiation, Terela did not forget to propose marriage to Zhao Ji again. Zhao Ji agreed wholeheartedly, and Liang Xin could not stop it. After the two parties finalized everything, Zhao Ji sent someone to notify Zixia to come out to meet Yelu Dilie and Te Lie.

Lie pulled the two of them.

The person he sent did not return for a long time, so Zhao Ji sent someone to ask again. After a while, the two young eunuchs ran back together. With horror on their faces, they said: "Go back... report back to the emperor, Princess Zixia...

…she……"

"What is she? How can she be so squeaky and talk well?" Zhao Ji said.

The two eunuchs were shocked by Zhao Ji's scolding. One of the eunuchs finally regained his breath and shouted loudly: "Princess Zixia committed suicide by throwing herself into the well!"

"What?" Zhao Ji stood up suddenly, "Really or not? Take me to see it."

Two young eunuchs led the way, followed by Liang Xin and others. They all walked to Zixia Palace together, and as soon as they opened the palace door, they smelled a foul smell. Yelu Dilie and Liang Xin, who were no strangers to dead bodies, said at the same time: "

Corpse stench!"

Several eunuchs were gathered around a well. When they saw Zhao Ji arriving, they immediately knelt down and saluted. Zhao Ji waved his hand and stretched his head into the well to take a look. They saw two female corpses soaking in the well, and it was unclear who they were for the time being.

Zhao Ji covered his nose and said to Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, quickly ask someone to bring up the body."

Yang Jian said "yes" and immediately sent out several young eunuchs to salvage the body. They tried their best to salvage the body. The body was covered with corpse worms, the bones were exposed in large areas, and the face was soaked beyond recognition.

Zhao Ji took a look, then pointed at one of the corpses, which was gorgeously dressed and had a figure that clearly resembled Zixia's. He said, "Take off her clothes and expose her back."

Yang Jian winked at the two little eunuchs, who carefully tore open their clothes. Zhao Ji glanced at the lavender birthmark on the back, then took a deep breath and said lonely: "This is

Zixia.”

"Then who is the other corpse?" Yang Jian asked softly. A young eunuch answered Yang Jian in a low voice, "Eunuch Yang, that is Princess Zixia's personal maid, named Lan Xin."

Zhao Ji looked a little sad. He turned to Yang Jian and said, "Go to Zixia's room and see if she has left anything behind."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement, and then entered the room. After a while, Yang Jian came out, holding a piece of white cloth in his hand and said: "Your Majesty, this was found in the princess's room."

Zhao Ji took the white cloth, with small blood-colored characters on it. There was not much content, just two simple sentences: "I hope that I will not return to the emperor's house again in the next life. If my children are unfilial, I should take the first step."

Zhao Ji squeezed the white cloth tightly, and then said to Yang Jian: "Have a good burial."

After saying that, Zhao Ji turned around and walked out of Zixia Palace.
Chapter completed!