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As the saying goes, it hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days, let alone my leg was broken?Under the careful care of a group of old doctors who came forward one after another, my injury was healed after four or five months.During this period, I often repeated in my dreams the scene when Minghua broke my leg.I kept yelling and begging in my dream, "Minghua, don't! Minghua, don't!" But no matter how many times I begged in my dream, no matter how many times I yelled, it was just a dream that couldn't change the reality.And every time I wake up from the dream, I can see Minghua in front of my eyes, either concerned or anxious.He held me in his arms and said: "It's okay, it's okay!" And all this, I am indifferent.Because I hate him.

But I, who hate him, still want to leave all the time even if my legs are crippled.Usually in this kind of situation, there is only one way to leave him, and the only way is to die.That's right, I wanted to die again.So, I tried every means to kill myself.Or a knife, or scissors, or a candlestick with candles inserted, or a red hairpin on the head of any maidservant.But every time I was hit by Minghua, or Minghua used the imperial order to suppress all the imperial physicians and tried my best to rescue me.In short, none of them were dead.It is also because of this that not only Minghua's Yaoqing Palace, but all the places in the palace that I can touch, there is no sharp weapon of any kind.Candlesticks were replaced with oil lamps.All the maids in the palace are also forbidden to bring things similar to Zhu Chai.But I can always find a way to die.

Just like during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was sitting in the imperial garden, not admiring the autumn scenery, but quietly looking at the sky.A few autumn birds sometimes fly by, and sometimes simply stop on the dry elm tree and sing a few times.Coincidentally, Yushun, the son of Minghua and the prince of Daxie, passed by.He stood not far ahead and looked at me, wanting to get close but not daring to get close.I looked at him and asked, "The prince has something to say to me?"

Yushun nodded first, then shook his head.After a while of panic, he walked up to me shyly, and said timidly, "The empress mother is crying again because the emperor father does not go to her place. I remember that the last time the emperor father went to see the empress mother was half a year ago... the palace people said, Royal Father listens to you the most..." He said so far, and I also understood.He wanted me to help him persuade Minghua to meet the empress Yaning who seemed to have been thrown into limbo.

I have no reason to agree, and no reason not to agree.But I can take advantage of this ignorant child.So I said: "If the prince is willing to break off a branch for me, I will persuade your father and emperor to meet your mother."

"Really?" Yushun was overjoyed when he heard that.With his petite body, he quickly climbed up the elm tree.Then I asked, "Which one do you want?" I pointed to the one that was slightly higher and only slightly thicker than a finger.Yushun stretched out his small hand, and it took a lot of effort to break it.When it was delivered to me, he asked, "What do you want it for?"

I didn't smile at all, it can be said that I didn't laugh from the beginning to the end, and said indifferently: "Death!" At the same time as the words fell, the branch had already penetrated into my chest.I saw how my blood splashed Yushun's face, but I didn't feel sorry for him.No wonder, he is Minghua's son.

Branches are not swords, even though I bleed a lot, I still can't die in hell after all.As for this matter, Minghua was furious at the ignorant Yushun.I wanted to send Yushun, who was only seven or eight years old and still suffering from high fever, to prison, but the officials tried their best to stop him. Yaning also knelt outside Yaoqing Palace for three days and three nights, and Minghua did it. stop.

"Why? Why?" Like every time after committing suicide, Ming Hua hugged me and asked.But this time I suddenly realized that if I was hurt even a little bit, Minghua would be in a lot of pain.So since then, I have committed suicide more violently than ever.While enjoying the thrill of his panic, anxiety, and fear for me, he also enjoyed a little bit of his being betrayed by everyone.Either he punished this royal relative for me today, or he punished that relative for me tomorrow.In the end, it was natural for the officials to impeach me.This is much more violent than what happened seven or eight years ago.It was so violent that many people came to the palace to kill me regardless of life and death.Trespassing on the forbidden area of ​​the palace is already a capital offense, let alone killing me?So when they died, Minghua didn't blink, and I have no possibility of sympathizing with them.

"There is a kind of fruit in the Western Regions called conjugation, which blooms once in a hundred years and bears fruit once in a hundred years. Its juice can make people die painlessly and peacefully." This is what Situ Yang said to me when Minghua was not around. with.He put a milky white vial in front of me and said, "There is no cure for this poison in the world."I knew he wanted to help me die, so I said "Thank you" and accepted his kindness.But he didn't know that I accepted the kindness in order to torture Minghua better.

I remember that when I was reading medical books with Minghua, I happened to turn to the page of conjugation.Minghua said that he was lucky enough to see this fruit when he was young, and he almost ate it by mistake.He also said that if he ate it by mistake, he might not be able to see me.

I said, "Actually, its poison is not unsolvable."

Ming Hua exclaimed: "Can it be solved? How can I solve it?"

I said: "Conjugate conjugates, pair them in pairs." I told Minghua that if they were poisoned by this poison.You only need to offer one cup of blood from the loved one every day for three consecutive years, and the poisoned person can be revived.While being rescued, the two have been connected by fate ever since.Pain for one, pain for both.When one dies, both die.When one dies, both die.Until this round ends, the next round begins.

Minghua was surprised: "How did Hong Yuan know about this detoxification method?" I kept silent and didn't tell him that I discovered it by accident during thousands of reincarnations.

As Situ Yang wished, I took the poison of conjugation.When the imperial physician diagnosed me as having been poisoned by conjugation, only Minghua remained indifferent.He retreated from everyone, looked at me and asked, "Why?" The pain in those eyes made me extremely refreshed, and I said, "Because I hate you." Dayton bites clearly.

Minghua smiled wryly, picked up the dagger and cut a long and thin cut in the palm of his hand.Thick blood dripped down the palm into the emerald green jade bowl.Then it rolled into my mouth from the jade bowl.So from now on, whenever I look for death and life, I also toss Ming Hua even more desperately.Everything I have endured is fully reflected in him.I am so happy.

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