Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Seeing the guards rushing towards him aggressively, Yi Chongyuan suddenly pulled out the golden hairpin from his head.

She aimed the sharp end of the golden hairpin at her neck, her eyes were extremely determined.

"I did everything by myself, and I deserve to die!

But the sixth prince is innocent.

He is still young and doesn't understand anything.

I also hope that the saint will save his life for the sake of him being your own son. "

The emperor suddenly got up: "What are you doing? Put down the hairpin!"

After one minute, the effect of Mantra Pill disappeared.

Yichongyuan didn't feel this.

She obeyed her own will and forced the golden hairpin into her neck!

Li Ji looked at her eyes that were wide open because of the severe pain, and heard the voice in her heart.

"I committed such a big crime, living will only drag Yi'er down.

Instead of apologizing with death on the spot, it would be better for the sage to retain the last bit of father-son affection for Yi'er.

Yi'er, my Yi'er, mother is sorry for you..."

In an instant, blood splattered!

Concubine Shu and Wen Zhaorong sitting next to each other uttered terrified screams at the same time.

Hua Manman has been sitting next to King Zhao, being a professional melon eater.

At this time, I couldn't help being shocked by this sudden change.

She had never seen others commit suicide, let alone Yi Chongyuan would be so decisive.

The scene was so tragic that Hua Manman stayed where he was, eyes full of horror.

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the side and covered her eyes.

The tragic scene in front of Hua Manman disappeared, leaving only darkness.

She heard King Zhao whispering in her ear.

"stop looking."

Hua Manman blinked her sore and uncomfortable eyes.

The long eyelashes brushed gently across Li Ji's palm, causing a little itchiness.

The emperor strode to Yichongyuan's side.

Yichongyuan fell to the ground, her slender neck was pierced with a big hole by the golden hairpin, blood flowed out continuously, staining her skirt red.

Her fingers slowly loosened the golden hairpin, and grasped the hem of the emperor's clothes with difficulty.

Her eyes were wide open, and her lips opened and closed, as if she wanted to say something.

The emperor immediately knelt down and approached her, wanting to hear what was the last thing she said before she died?

However, the last thing he heard were two vague words——

Yier.

She was calling the name of the sixth prince.

Even if she was about to die, what she worried most about was her son.

The emperor's mood was extremely complicated.

Yichongyuan is not his favorite concubine, but he has always liked her calm and gentle temperament.

He never expected that such a gentle and gentle woman could commit the crime of framing, killing and silencing her.

It was as if his perception of her was all fabricated by himself.

He never knew what she really was like.

The imperial doctor came in a hurry.

Yichongyuan's hand that was holding onto the hem of the emperor's clothes was forcibly broken away.

The emperor was supported to step back.

He looked down at the hem of his clothes, which was stained with blood.

It was Yi Chongyuan's blood.

A moment later, the doctor's trembling voice sounded.

"Forgive me for my incompetence. I have tried my best. Yi Chongyuan... she is out of breath."

The emperor closed his eyes, suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, and ordered in a hoarse voice.

"Clean up Yichongyuan and bury her in the concubine's mausoleum.

Don't spread the matter tonight, if anyone dares to discuss it in private, I will let him go underground to meet Yichongyuan. "

Everyone's heart trembled, and they responded in unison.

If something like this happened, the banquet tonight would definitely not be able to go on.

The banquet ended hastily.

Everyone went back to their homes.

The emperor did not call anyone to sleep tonight.

He stayed alone in the spacious and quiet bedroom, staring at the night outside the window in a daze.

It was a long time before I heard his whisper.

"She has been in the palace for ten years, but I can't remember what her boudoir name is..."

Even if she is dead now, what remains in his heart is only the title of Yi Chongyuan.

...

Huamanman's sleep quality has always been very good.

But tonight, she had a rare insomnia.

As long as she closes her eyes, the tragic picture of Yi Chongyuan's suicide will appear in front of her eyes.

So a living human life, just like that.

Li Ji's deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Are you still thinking about Yi Chongyuan?"

Hua Manman was taken aback.

She turned her head away, and was very surprised to see Shang Zhao Wang's long and narrow eyes that were as black as ink.

"My lord, you haven't slept yet."

Li Ji said leisurely: "There is someone tossing and turning around all the time, how can you let me sleep?"

As the culprit who tossed and turned, Hua Manman showed a look of shame.

"I'm sorry, it was my concubine who disturbed your sleep, why don't you go back to your own room?"

Li Ji: "It's not necessary."

A question mark floated in Hua Manman's head.

Why?

Li Ji didn't mean to explain, but continued the previous topic.

"If you feel guilty because of Yichongyuan's death, you don't have to. She did it on her own and has nothing to do with you."

Hua Manman sighed softly: "That being said, I still feel a little uncomfortable physically and mentally. After all, I saw Yi Chongyuan committing suicide with my own eyes..."

She probably will never forget that scene.

Li Ji asked, "Have you never seen a dead person before?"

Hua Manman thought for a while, then nodded, "I've seen it."

When her grandparents passed away, she was by their side, watching their aura disappear little by little with her own eyes.

But that feeling was different from now.

Grandpa and grandma died because they were too old and their health failed.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural, which is a very normal thing.

And they walked very peacefully, without suffering much.

So Huamanman felt more reluctance and sadness in his heart.

Unlike now, she felt more restless and apprehensive.

Li Ji heard her heart.

He was silent for a moment before speaking again.

"This king was seven years old when he saw a dead person for the first time."

Hua Manman was taken aback.

Li Ji seemed to be trapped in a long memory, and his eyes became a little dazed.

he said slowly.

"At that time, my father was still alive, and he took me out for a spring outing.

Encountered assassinations on the way, my father killed all the assassins with one against ten.

I sat in the carriage and saw it all through the window.

I was terrified at the time.

Afterwards, my father comforted me that the dead have nothing to fear.

What is really scary is actually those who are alive. "

He was still young at that time and didn't understand what his father meant by that.

It was not until today that he understood the meaning of these words.

When a person dies, he is just a cold corpse.

But if people are alive, they can do many dirty things beyond the lower limit.

Hua Manman imagined how King Zhao, who was on a smaller scale, would be shivering with fright, and unexpectedly found it a little cute.

Li Ji heard her heart.

Li Ji's expression became a little subtle: "What are you thinking?"

Hua Manman: "No, nothing."

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