Stranger and Chen in the Palace

Xue Zimo's face was pale, and the hand that grabbed Shunde drooped down.

Shunde couldn't bear it, and persuaded: "Your Majesty knew that you would come to intercede, so he ordered not to see you. You should go back!"

Looking up at the plaque on the main hall of Xihe Palace, Xue Zimo suddenly stepped back a few steps, knelt down on the snow outside the main hall with a plop, kowtowed and shouted.

"Your Majesty, I ask you to see me, Your Majesty, please see me. Your Majesty, I ask you to see me, Your Majesty..."

"Please see me, Your Majesty, my humble minister Xue Zimo, please see me, Your Majesty, please see me..."

……

Keep kowtowing, keep begging.

Seeing him like this, Shunde also became anxious: "Master Zuo, get up quickly, this will freeze your body!"

Regardless, Xue Zimo still kowtowed and begged: "Your Majesty, this matter was planned by this humble minister, and has nothing to do with my father and the princess. Your Majesty, this humble minister is the mastermind, please let them go, Your Majesty, please, let them go... "

Ling Yichen walked up and down the hall in annoyance, and Xue Zimo's pleadings kept coming from outside.

"Lianhuang, send Prime Minister Zuo back to the residence immediately."

Lian Huang appeared in response, hesitated for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, what if Prime Minister Zuo refuses to leave?"

"If he refuses to leave, let him kneel in the snow? He doesn't know martial arts, and neither do you?" Ling Yichen roared irritably.

"Yes." Lian Huang stepped back quickly.

Seeing that the palace door opened, Xue Zimo rushed over joyfully, but it was Lianhuang who came out, and he couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Where is Your Majesty?"

Seeing that his forehead was bleeding, Lian Huang felt sad: "Your Majesty ordered his subordinates to send you back."

Xue Zimo shook his head: "I won't go, I want to see His Majesty!"

Lian Huang said with difficulty: "If you don't want to leave, my subordinates... have no choice but to be rude."

Xue Zimo couldn't believe that Ling Yichen was really so heartless!

Shunde comforted him: "Master Zuo, you should go back first. Minister Right is your father. I believe that His Majesty will not hurt his life. But if you don't love yourself so much, Your Majesty will really be angry."

Xue Zimo staggered back a step, confused.

How to do?

Ling Yichen refused to see him.

"Left Prime Minister, let's go first, we will find a way when we get back." Lian Huang also comforted.

Xue Zimo's mind was in chaos, and he followed Lianhuang away in a daze.

Ling Yichen opened the door of the palace, and when he saw the small ball of blood on the snow, he felt a pain in his heart.It's not that he can't let Xue Jingting go, but Ling Muxue must die!

Lianhuang quietly followed the dazed Xue Zimo, feeling very sad, but unfortunately he was just a small hidden guard and couldn't help him.

Suddenly, a young eunuch came towards the two of them, and respectfully said to Xue Zimo: "Master Zuo, this letter was given to you by Your Majesty's servant."

Xue Zimo's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it and unfolded it, and the little eunuch left alone.

After reading the letter, Xue Zimo's face suddenly changed, he was stunned for a moment, the letter paper fell on the ground, and he started to run in one direction.

Lian Huang was confused by this sudden situation, hurriedly picked up the letter paper and caught up with him, glanced at the letter hastily, and was shocked immediately.

There is only one sentence on it: I am determined to kill Xue Jingting, you go to the prison to collect his body!

Xue Zimo ran to the prison like crazy, Lian Huang was afraid that something would happen to him, so he followed him closely.

When he ran to the gate of the prison, he happened to see two guards carrying Xue Jingting's body out.

Xue Zimo suddenly stopped, stayed for a while, walked over cautiously, and called out in a trembling voice: "Father..."

No one answered him!

Xue Jingting closed his eyes tightly, and there was still black blood on the corner of his mouth. Xue Zimo stretched out his hand tremblingly, to test his breath.

Out of breath!

"Father--"

Xue Zimo suddenly fell to his knees, his terribly shrill voice pierced the sky...

Clinging tightly to his father's body, shaking the person in his arms desperately, tears welled up.

"Father, wake up, wake up, father, I know I was wrong, I will go with you, I will go with you—"

"Are you punishing me, Father, wake up, please—"

"Father, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong—"

……

One sound, heart-piercing!

But he could never call back the father who loved him and loved him.

Seeing Xue Zimo kneeling and crying bitterly, Lian Huang's heart also throbbed.

At night, Xi and the palace.

Xiao Ye grabbed Shunde and asked anxiously, "Where is Your Majesty?"

"In the garden in front of the main hall." Seeing his anxious expression, Shunde quickly replied.

Xiao Ye let go of him and hurried to the garden.

Ling Yichen was sitting at the stone table, saw Xiao Ye came in in a hurry, and was about to ask, but Xiao Ye stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, something has happened!"

Ling Yichen's heart trembled: "What's wrong?"

"Xue Jingting is dead!" Xiao Ye's brows were full of anxiety.

Ling Yichen got up abruptly, and said in surprise: "What did you say, how did this happen?!"

Just as Xiao Ye was about to answer, Shunde hurried in to report: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zuo is coming this way. He has your gold medal in his hand. This servant cannot stop him."

Ling Yichen's heart shrank violently. As soon as Shunde finished speaking, Xue Zimo's people had already arrived, and he still had a jug of wine in his hand.

Ling Yichen raised his eyes to look at him, and couldn't help but want to back away. He used to look forward to this person in his dreams, but now he felt unprecedented fear. Xue Zimo was walking towards him step by step...

Xue Jingting is dead!

How could he die? !

Walking in front of him, Xue Zimo smiled softly: "Chen..."

Just one sound made Ling Yichen's heart throb violently.His face was so white, and there was a wound on his forehead, such a smile, like a bloody white rose, was so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

Ling Yichen opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Xue Zimo put the wine on the table, stroked the edge of the wine jar with his fingertips, stared down and said: "This is the wine I made for you from Dianxi County that year when I came back from Dianxi County, and it has been buried in the garden of the Xiangfu. It's been years..."

Ling Yichen looked at the jar of wine, and heard Xue Zimo continue: "You like to drink, I wanted to give it to you as a birthday present after it was brewed."

"Mo, don't be like this, you can hit me or scold me, please, don't be like this..." Ling Yichen couldn't bear this atmosphere anymore, so he pulled him back and said.

Xue Zimo looked up at him as if he had never heard of it, and asked gently: "This is the wine I brewed for you, don't you want to taste it?"

Ling Yichen could only look at Shunde, who quickly brought two wine glasses.

Xue Zimo opened the wine jar and began to pour wine, filling two glasses...

Ling Yichen took the wine glass from him and looked at him nervously.

Xue Zimo raised his head and gulped it down, then waited quietly.Ling Yichen could only drink the wine in the glass, and the taste of the wine immediately filled his mouth with bitterness.

Seeing him frowning, Xue Zimo asked, "Is it very bitter?"

Without waiting for Ling Yichen's answer, Xue Zimo put down his wine glass and said, "I told you before that you can feel the sweetness and fragrance of wine as long as you taste it slowly. I used to think this way all the time, but today, I found out that I was wrong. If the wine itself is bitter, no matter how you drink it, it will still be bitter, just like this jar of cherry blossom wine that has not been brewed..."

Ling Yichen was stunned, what did he mean by that?

Wine itself is bitter?

What about their relationship?

Is it also bitter?

Incorrect?

He denied all of this, did he come to break with himself?

That glass of wine just now was the unfeeling wine?

As if to confirm his guess, Xue Zimo slowly took the piece of cherry blossom jade from his neck, and his voice turned cold in vain: "Your Majesty, this jade is yours, and it is time to return it to you."

Ling Yichen grabbed him and said excitedly: "No, Mo, don't treat me like this, you can't treat me like this—"

Xue Zimo put Peiyu on the table very calmly, and never looked at it again.

Ling Yichen stared blankly at the piece of jade, was it completely abandoned by him just like himself?

Do not--

Ling Yichen hugged Xue Zimo tightly, he could not let him leave him, he would never let him leave him again, never——

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

"Your Majesty—" Shunde exclaimed.

Just as Ling Yichen heard Shunde's cry, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, it was Xue Zimo!

Xue Zimo pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into his shoulder so hard that the dagger completely sank into his body.

Holding the dagger, Ling Yichen hugged Xue Zimo even tighter. The severe pain had already started to make him sane, but he didn't dare to let go. He knew that if he let go, he would lose him forever...

Xue Zimo pushed Ling Yichen away fiercely, and the dagger that had been sunk into his shoulder was also brought out, and the blood splashed all over the ground, which was particularly dazzling on the snow-white ground.

The surrounding guards quickly surrounded Xue Zimo, and Ling Yichen was shocked: "Don't hurt him, no one is allowed to hurt him—"

After speaking, he couldn't take it any longer, and passed out on the snow.

"His Majesty--"

Shunde and Xiao Ye rushed forward and shouted to the surroundings, "Hurry up and call the imperial doctor—"

The little eunuchs immediately ran to the imperial pharmacy in a panic.

In the chaos, Xue Zimo threw away the dagger in his hand and was escorted down by the guards.