Stranger and Chen in the Palace

he died!

There is no way to lie to yourself anymore! !

He is really dead!

Don't even give him a chance to redeem himself! !

Scenes of the past flowed, shattered, and scattered in front of my eyes...

Stroke by stroke, tremblingly stroking the name engraved into the bone and into the marrow,

Ling Yichen burst into tears!

In nine years, I have thought about countless possibilities, but I never expected such a reunion.

The decision made that night turned out to be a farewell forever!

If I knew this earlier, why didn't you let Ling Yichen die in your hands?

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The cold tomb, the black characters, the blood on the body is so cold!

Despair, heart-wrenching despair, thick and deep...

Ling Yichen slowly pulled out the dagger from his sleeve that Xue Zimo had stabbed on his shoulder back then.

He knew that Xue Zimo originally wanted to stab his heart with that knife.He couldn't bear it in the end, and he should have given his life to him long ago...

In the distance, Xue Zimo looked sadly at Ling Yichen, who was kneeling in front of the tomb with his back trembling.

Suddenly, seeing a flash of cold light, he suddenly realized what he was going to do, and got up to stop him in fright.However, at the same time, Ling Yichen quickly raised the dagger and stabbed fiercely at the heart!

"don't want--"

There was a sudden exclamation, causing Ling Yichen's men to deflect slightly, and the dagger sank into his body in an instant...

Xue Zimo hurriedly ran towards the slowly falling man.

The sky was still clear, the clouds were still white, Ling Yichen fell to the ground and fell into the darkness.

At the last moment of waking up, he felt in a trance, as if he heard his voice...

Two days later.

The unconscious Ling Yichen lay quietly in Xue Zimo's arms.

Lowering his head, Xue Zimo quietly stared at this child-like handsome sleeping face.

"Mr. Xue, I'm leaving!" the doctor said to Xue Zimo, who was in a daze.

Xue Zimo nodded lightly: "Doctor Tang, go slowly."

Not long after, Ling Yichen opened his eyes, and Xue Zimo's handsome and delicate face slowly reflected into his pupils, Ling Yichen's eyes opened wider and wider, and their light became brighter and brighter.

He died, so I saw this man?

"Are you awake?" Xue Zimo smiled at him, but his eyes were so sad.

Ling Yichen was stunned, Xue Zimo was right in front of him, and he was talking to him? !

Is it a dream?Is it phantom?He couldn't tell the difference.

I also don't want to distinguish...

Let him sink in it and never wake up again,

Don't ever stay alone in this world with no hope of life...

Ling Yichen slowly stretched out his hand to caress the person who haunted him, and suddenly, a sharp pain in his left chest made him drenched in cold sweat.

Can't help but smile wryly, it will hurt even if you die!

Seeing him touching the wound, Xue Zimo said urgently, "Don't move!"

Ling Yichen was stunned.

wrong!

This hug is warm!

Ling Yichen was shocked, he wasn't dead? !

This person in front of me is real, isn't he a phantom? ! ! !

Ling Yichen suddenly sat up, the wound on his left chest split open, and blood gushed out...

"Didn't I tell you not to move? You can see that the wound is open!" Xue Zimo hurriedly covered the bleeding wound with his hands, feeling very anxious.

Ling Yichen grabbed the hand, stared at him with wide eyes, surprised and suspicious: "Mo, is it really you?"

The hand was held, blood flowed out wantonly, Xue Zimo quickly used the other hand to cover his wound, the blood was still flowing out.Xue Zimo was in a hurry: "I'll call you a doctor..."

"No, no—" Ling Yichen panicked all of a sudden, holding his hand firmly, terrified.

How could he let him disappear from his eyes again...

Seeing Ling Yichen with a terrified expression, Xue Zimo sighed helplessly: "Then let me go first, and I will bandage your wound."

"No!" Ling Yichen shook his head violently, his eyes moistened instantly.

He didn't believe it, if he let go, this person would disappear again.He didn't say anything and didn't let go anymore. It was because he didn't hold his hand tightly that he lost him...

Seeing that the clothes on his chest were soaked in blood, Xue Zimo was very anxious: "Do you want to bleed to death?"

"Even if you die, I won't let you go!" Ling Yichen shouted excitedly, hugging the person he had lost and regained, completely ignoring the severe pain in his chest.

Stumbling out of bed, Ling Yichen knelt down to Xue Zimo: "Mo, forgive me, please forgive me, I didn't kill your father, I really didn't, please, forgive me..."

He can't lose Xue Zimo, he can't lose him again...

Xue Zimo's heart was broken when he heard the words, and he also knelt down, looked at Ling Yichen who was bleeding profusely, and said, "I know." He slowly helped him up, "I won't leave, let me bandage your wound first..."

Ling Yichen looked at him suspiciously, holding his hand all the time and not daring to let go.

Xue Zimo helped him back to the bed, feeling very sad in his heart: "I don't blame you for a long time." As he spoke, he began to tear his clothes and bandage his wound, regardless of whether Ling Yichen let go.

"You, really forgive me?" Ling Yichen still couldn't believe it.

Xue Zimo, who bandaged his wound, nodded sadly, resisting the urge to cry.

If it wasn't for him not being able to let go after all, and wanting to see him one last time, he wouldn't be able to save him in time.That day, Ling Yichen who fell in front of the grave bled so much, looking at the dagger that had sunk into his heart, he thought he would not survive.

Fortunately, he found him in time...

Fortunately, the doctor lives nearby...

Seeing him nodding, Ling Yichen slowly let go of the hand he was bandaging himself. The slack in his mind caused the sharp pain in his chest to instantly obliterate him, and his head began to dizzy more and more.

Xue Zimo found that his face was uglier than before, and couldn't help worrying: "How are you?"

"It's okay." Ling Yichen shook his head, forced a smile, and then remembered something, "Mo, what's going on with that tomb?"

Xue Zimo lowered his head, wrapped up his wound carefully, and said, "I let Lian Huangli do it."

"Why?" Ling Yichen looked at him puzzled.

Xue Zimo turned his head and looked out the window, with endless sadness in his eyes.

"For nine years, I have lived in seclusion here and lived a peaceful life. But some time ago, your people found this place. I had no choice but to let Lianhuang set up a fake tomb. I guessed that you would come. I thought you Seeing that tombstone will give up, so we can go back to our respective lives..."

Ling Yichen became nervous when he heard the words, grabbed his hand, and said in fear: "You still won't forgive me, right? You still don't believe that I didn't kill your father, right?"

If he forgives him, why doesn't he want to see him, and uses this cruel method to cut off his thoughts?

Xue Zimo slowly shook his head: "Not long after I left the palace, I knew that you were wrongly blamed for my father's death."

Back then, when he suddenly saw the letter, he was completely shocked by the content, and he didn't notice the handwriting on the letter at all.

When he calmed down, he realized that something was wrong. Why Ling Yichen refused to see him before, so he sent someone to deliver a letter to him.Thinking of this, he looked at the letter that Lian Huang had picked up again, and it really wasn't Ling Yichen's handwriting!

Later, Lian Huang also helped him verify that it was indeed not Ling Yichen who did it.Until now, he still doesn't quite understand why Ye Pei wanted to kill his father. Does he really hate himself to such an extent?

"Then you..." Ling Yichen didn't understand even more.Since he knew that Xue Jingting was not killed by himself, why did he insist on leaving him?

Xue Zimo's eyes were slightly moist.

"My father died because of me. If I had resigned with him back then, he would not have died..."

As he said that tears fell, his father's death was the most painful thing in his life.It was because of his reluctance that he killed his father at the beginning, so he wanted to cut off each other's thoughts and be lonely for the rest of his life!

However, he never thought that Ling Yichen would commit suicide in front of the tomb...

Looking at Xue Zimo who was crying, Ling Yichen felt very distressed and blamed himself, so he reached out to wipe away his tears.

Ling Yichen knew that Xue Jingting was to him what his mother and concubine were to him.Although he did not order Xue Jingting to be killed, he was inseparable from Xue Jingting's death no matter what.

It's him, sorry for him!

Ji Yao's words began to echo in his ears again, and Ling Yichen's heart throbbed violently.

How can he make up for the person in front of him who loves him deeply but is also hurt deeply by him?

Suddenly, Ling Yichen began to cough profusely, blood spurted out of his mouth continuously, the wound on his chest was shattered again, and glaring blood flowed out...

This scene frightened Xue Zimo, he quickly covered the wound, but the blood couldn't stop at all, and kept gushing out from his fingers.

Xue Zimo was so anxious that he burst into tears, and hurriedly wiped away the blood that kept flowing from Ling Yichen's mouth: "Chen, how are you, can you let me find a doctor for you?"

Not only Ling Yichen couldn't lose him, he also couldn't lose Ling Yichen!

Ling Yichen clenched his hand behind his back, and said with the last ounce of strength: "Mo, let's start over, shall we start over?"

Start all over again, do it all over again...

Xue Zimo nodded with tears in his eyes, Ling Yichen smiled gratifiedly, and passed out.

"Chen—"

Xue Zimo turned pale, let him go and ran out to find a doctor...