If you want to enter the palace, you must first leave the palace

Running barefoot all the way to the small courtyard where Princess Gong Jing lived, Bei Juese stopped in his tracks, and walked in slowly with the last glimmer of hope.

There were a few guards and palace servants standing in the yard, while Mrs. Luo was sitting on the steps in front of the house covering her face and sobbing.

Bei Juese's heart tightened suddenly, and he walked quickly into the house.

In the deserted inner room, Princess Gong Jing with pale face and purple lips was lying on the bed.

Bei Juese walked over with light steps, knelt down in front of the bed, and called softly: "Jing'er?"

The person on the bed didn't respond at all.

"Jing'er, don't go to sleep." Bei Jue Seqiang put on a smile and took Princess Gong Jing's cold hand, "I have good news for you. The emperor has promised not to ask you to make a marriage. All the bad things have passed away." , in the future, you can live a peaceful life like before; in the future, you can devote yourself to embroidering your wedding dress of flowers; in the future, if there is a chance, I can take you to play outside the palace and take you to the mountains, so , Jing'er, don't sleep anymore!"

Bei Juese shook her hand vigorously, hoping to wake her up from her deep sleep, but the lifeless Princess Gong Jing would no longer respond to him, let alone hear his call.

A small white porcelain bottle fell out of Princess Gong Jing's hand. It was the medicine bottle she had always carried with her. Bei Juese picked it up and opened the bottle cap, and saw that it was full of pills.

The sound of light footsteps came from behind, Bei Juese looked back, and saw Luo Guiren with red eyes and tears on his face.Luo Guiren stared blankly at Princess Gong Jing on the bed, and said with a sob: "Sister Jing'er said she wanted to calm down alone, so I left her alone in the room. Later, when I went in again, she had already collapsed. She lost consciousness on the ground. If it wasn't for my negligence, if I had stayed with her all the time, then she wouldn't have died because of a sudden illness. It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

Bei Juese looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand and understood in an instant.This medicine bottle contained all the pills that Princess Gong Jing never left her body and used to save her life when she suddenly fell ill, but in the end, the medicine was still there, but the person left.He held the medicine bottle tightly and laughed sadly, and said to himself: "Jing'er didn't die because of a sudden illness and lost her rescue. I want to die with all my heart! I'm sorry, if I could have asked the emperor to take back his order earlier, if I had left with the elder brother earlier, if I had been smarter and not been framed, then I would not have killed you. Jing'er, I'm sorry!"

Stretching out trembling hands to touch Princess Gong Jing's bloodless face, her heart hurts like a knife.Jing'er, if you are dead, you may be able to cast off all the shackles and fly freely. However, how can people who are still alive carry the heavy burden of killing you unjustly and continue to live?

Looking at Princess Gong Jing's icy face, Bei Jue Se felt hopeless for the first time.All in all, his insistence on his promises and his expectations, along with the one who will smile shyly at him, the one who will speak to him gently, the one who will treat him as a friend to be frank, and the one who treats others kindly The girl's death has become meaningless.

Luo Guiren said quietly from the side: "I can't let my sister go on the road in such a shabby way. Let's dress up for my sister and let her go on the road in a beautiful way." Take out the blue dress that you are going to wear on your birthday.

Bei Juese just knelt in front of the bed without moving, staring blankly at Luo Guiren changing into her favorite dress for Princess Gong Jing with red eyes, watching Luo Guiren seriously grooming and describing her appearance, his My heart was blocked and uncomfortable.He really wanted to cry a lot to vent/vent his inner pain, but the suppressed tears couldn't flow out no matter what.

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There is not enough power to update... So, today, just a thousand words will count.

Tomorrow will continue to abuse...

Still the same sentence, I really feel that I didn't torture myself to death, SO, don't bring rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes with you.