His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 200 Burying Chess for the King (8)

Su Berry knelt behind her master, opened her bun, and her long hair like a waterfall fell down her shawl.

"Master, after going out, the slaves are not afraid, but the master's body is weak, will it be..."

As Su Berry said, she looked around vigilantly, put her hands on her neck, and made a beheading gesture.

She didn't speak, and she didn't show any panic. She took the comb from Su Berry's hand, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Sit in front of the mirror and comb your hair.

Still a faint expression, still so silent.

As if everything was left to fate.

Suddenly smiled, that smile seemed to come from the bottom of my heart, "I thought, so far, the yin and yang are separated, I can't imagine, I can still go with him, I am happy in my heart."

The light was dimmed.

She smiled and murmured: "It's just that there are his shadows everywhere here, so I feel a little bit reluctant."

Su Berry shed tears, "Master, you must take care of yourself!"

"This East Palace will be deserted in the future. Who will take care of the plum he likes..."

She stared blankly at the blurry mirror on the table.

It's been a long time.

She seemed to be traveling in the sky, whispering like a raving:

"Berry, in the past few days, I have often dreamed of him - at that time, I and his young couple, we woke up in the morning and faced the mirror, he drew my eyebrows for me, and I combed his hair..."

His eyes were sore and dry, and he blinked lightly, but the corners of his lips were still smiling.

"He likes to listen to my songs, but I am afraid of being heard by the palace people. I always drive him to study, and I never want to sing him those fun songs."

She murmured.

The comb in his hand was slowly lifted up, as if he was sitting right in front of him.

The comb was flying in the air, from top to bottom, as if combing his hair.

Her movements were soft and slow, humming softly:
One step to the end of a tree,

A bridge with light rain and an umbrella open;

A dream of yellow beams and a pot of wine,

Dressed in white for a lifetime.

……

I don't know how long I sang until the hand holding the comb was trembling.

"If there is an afterlife, I would rather you have nothing, just a farm boy... I wish that I would plow the fields and weave with you all my life, and not... wait day and night..."

The voice became weaker and weaker.

"Husband, Shangshang Yongli... when... will you return?"

She couldn't help coughing.

Put down the wooden comb and take a selfie in the mirror.

She smiled slightly: "Look, without you here, even this bronze mirror is lonely."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a mouthful of turbid blood was sprayed on the bronze mirror.

Blood flowed from the corner of her lips and dripped onto her snow-white skirt.

Su Bie turned pale with shock: "Master, don't scare the servant..."

……

"—Ah!" This sound came from outside the venue, breaking the atmosphere of the performance.

Someone in the venue stood up, no one cared when she put the honey plasma in her mouth, it was just that the lonely woman in front of her was so heartbreaking.

In fact, the one who reacted most violently was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Jing Ze only felt his eyes go dark, his body swayed, and he was about to step forward, but his arm was grabbed by Anthony.

Anthony squinted his fox eyes, "Your Highness, what can you do?"

Jing Ze regained his composure and was stunned in place.

Your Royal Highness, nothing can be done, nothing can be done.I can only leave her to live alone, watching her suffer all kinds of sufferings, but bear it all with a smile; watching her never shed a single tear, but her body and mind are soaked with blood.

He felt sorry for him, but he couldn't do anything.

However, if people move their hearts, they cannot be calm and calm.

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(End of this chapter)