Later, I finally became a white lotus in the flourishing age [Quick time travel]

The princess is dead.

Her body was carried out from the damp and cold prison cell, and the elegant palace dress that was prepared for the victory had been stained by the blood she vomited.The dried blood was a kind of deep purple that was close to black, and it was solidified on it, like a strange flower blooming on the corpse.

But the cheeks are still rosy, the face is peaceful, the eyes are naturally closed, and there is a charming beauty like a drunken state.

The hibiscus color really lives up to its reputation.

Qin Zhi looked at the corpse and thought of Xie Yi for no reason.

if--

he thinks.

If there is really nothing you can do, then give him a glass of wine like this.

To be decent in the end is to be worthy of snuggling like that.

Someone came up to him and asked him how to deal with it.

Qin Zhi bowed his head and brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his sleeves.The voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "With the ceremony of the eldest princess, I will give you a generous burial."

After he finished saying such a sentence, suddenly, there was a voice that sounded like ridicule in his heart—look, you are still so hypocritical.

Wang Jingming stood beside him, hesitant to speak.

Qin Zhi said casually, "I'm going to kill Xie Ruqing."

"His Majesty?"

He looked back at Wang Jingming, with a smile on his lips, faintly reflecting the color of blood.His voice was gentle, but his tone was undeniable, revealing a sharp and sinister flavor: "Mr. Jing Ming, go see her off for the last time."

As my accomplice, go and kill Xie Yi's closest sister.

If I lose the qualification to be liked by Xie Yi, you also have no chance...to get him.

If Wang Jingming really had no feelings for Xie Yu, he would naturally be able to respond to the monarch's request without exaggeration.

But at that moment, he felt guilty.

Xie Ruqing.

That is Xie Yi's sister.

He thought this way, and finally, he bent down and said in a low voice, "Yes." His voice was difficult.

Qin Zhi nodded slightly, turned and left.

The matter of burying the eldest princess has been handed over to the Ministry of Rites as a headache.

Although His Majesty said that the eldest princess should be buried in a dignified manner, they are not ignorant of what the eldest princess did during her lifetime.I don't know if there is any other meaning in the phrase "thick burial", if His Majesty is not satisfied...

It has been several days since the day of the palace change, Xie Yi was tired all day long, unable to cheer up, and rarely saw Qin Zhi.Occasionally, when he heard that Qin Zhi was coming, he also told him in vain after waking up.

Xie Yi also once mentioned to the palace people around him that he wanted to see Qin Zhi, but most of them were ignored, and he never had a chance to speak to Qin Zhi.

Xie Yi once thought that this would continue forever.

But this day Qin Zhi came while he was awake.

It was beyond Xie Yi's expectation.

Most of the lights in the hall had been extinguished, shadows spread over the four corners of the hall, the spices in the censer were heavily scented with soothing incense, deliberately urging Xie to go to sleep early.

Xie Yi couldn't help but yawned, but he still held up his energy and didn't put down the poetry booklet in his hand.The booklet was made extremely exquisitely, the snow-white paper was mottled with fine gold powder, and when illuminated by the candle in front of his bed, it looked like gold floating in the waves of snow, one could tell at a glance that it was something for noble boys and girls to appreciate and have fun.

When Qin Zhi came, Xie Yi was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes.

A shadow fell from the top of his head, the book in his hand was suddenly taken away, and Xie Yi suddenly woke up.

When he looked up, he saw that it was Qin Zhi.

Perhaps the tranquilizing fragrance was too strong, and his mind was still confused, and he couldn't recover for a while, so he shouted "Your Majesty" loudly, but he didn't get out of bed to salute.

Qin Zhi didn't mind this either. He looked down at the book in his hand, and smiled inexplicably: "What is so beautiful? You don't let go of it when you're going to sleep?"

Xie Yi blinked his eyes, finally realized something, sat up slowly, couldn't help but engraved twice before asking: "Why is Your Majesty here late at night?"

"Of course I came to see you." Qin Zhi's eyes traced his thin jaw, looked down his slender neck with a protruding Adam's apple, and ended at the overlapping collar with some regret, "Your Are you better?"

"Yes." Xie Yi whispered, "Thank you Your Majesty for your concern, it's much better."

He still couldn't speak much, his throat was dry and tight, and he couldn't help coughing after speaking a few words, and it took a long time for him to stop.

Qin Zhi felt a little distressed when he saw his thin shoulders were trembling due to coughing, and his face was so white that he couldn't see any blood.

For a moment, he was a little hesitant, whether he should do what he did today or not.

His eyes passed over Xie Yi's dark hair, and landed on the small table beside the bed.

The copper coins seen that day are still scattered on it, and it seems that they have never changed.

As if looking for a topic, Qin Zhi asked, "Who are these copper coins?"

"New Year's money." As if mentioning something pleasant, Xie Yi curled his lips.On the snow-white face, this smile is as thin as smoke, but soft as the March spring breeze that diffuses into the world, an indescribable warmth and softness, "It was sent by Mr. Jingming."

As soon as the words came out, Qin Zhi was obviously taken aback.

"Sent by Wang Jingming?" Qin Zhi asked again, as if confirming something.

The drowsiness has not completely faded away, Xie Yi did not notice that Qin Zhi's tone was wrong, nodded, and said: "Yes."

Qin Zhi gently closed his eyes, and in the warm room, a little coolness came out and spread on his skin.

It turned out he sent it.

No wonder you are so happy.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xie Yi didn't open his mouth either.

He sat quietly on the bed with his head down, his eyes dropped to the shadows of the brocade quilt.

In fact, this is very disrespectful. As a subject, even if you are sick, you should stay here to welcome His Majesty when you come to visit, right?

Xie Yi was thinking aimlessly, but he didn't move.

People cannot be coddled.

Probably because Qin Zhi was too tolerant of him on weekdays, so that now he is not a ruler or a subject, and he is not at all cautious as when they first met.

"Thank you, Wushou." Qin Zhi suddenly said.

Xie Yi looked up, with obvious doubts in his eyes, as if he was waiting for his next words.

Qin Zhi stared at him, with shadows in his eyes that could not be dispelled even by the light of a candle, his voice was soft, but there was an imperceptible malice hidden in it: "I came here today to ask, do you want to see someone?" See Xie Ruqing?"

Xie Ruqing.

Hearing this name, Xie Yi's drowsiness instantly subsided by half.

Xie Yi can tell himself that it is Xie Ruqing's destiny to be buried for the ruined family, and he should not interfere.

However, when Qin Zhi really presented himself with the opportunity to meet Xie Ruqing, Xie Yi suddenly realized that it was hard for him to refuse.

After all, he still cares about Xie Ruqing.

So Xie Yi nodded lightly: "Okay."

When being invited to this room from the dark and cold cell, Xie Ruqing was still calm.She had already anticipated her final death, so she no longer cared too much about the process.

It would be even better if His Majesty could be more merciful and give a glass of strong wine such as Furongse.

The moment she stepped into the house, she thought so.

The door was closed behind her, Shi Shiran turned around with his back to her young man.

"It's you." The moment Xie Ruqing saw the person in front of him clearly, he felt a little relaxed, and called softly, "Mr. Jingming."

Wang Jingming sat down at the low table, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture: "Miss Xie Wu, please."

Xie Ruqing lowered her eyes, and smiled inexplicably: "It is a blessing in my life to have a national scholar send me for the last time." She said so, and slowly knelt down.

Mr. Jingming smiled gracefully, "A national scholar? I'm afraid I won't be able to appreciate Miss Xie Wu's praise."

As he spoke, a cup of tea was pushed in front of her.

"A long time ago, I made the plan to die with Xie's family." Xie Ruqing whispered, "However, I thought that day would be a long, long time later, but I didn't expect it to be so early."

There was an extremely sharp color in her eyes, but in an instant, she became pale and pale: "I thought, at least I can maintain it until I am old and can no longer do anything for the family."

She is still so proud.

Young Master Jing Ming just smiled, listening to her last words like the best listener.

"I also used to think that I could match you." Xie Ruqing said this, and chuckled lightly, "It's because I overestimated myself."

She said that she overestimated, but her tone was another matter.It seems to reveal the meaning of "I won't lose" all the time.

So Wang Jingming said: "It's the current situation. I didn't let you and I play the game in the best state."

If it wasn't for those old guys from the family who took the risk to cooperate with the eldest princess, maybe decades later, they could really have a good face-to-face confrontation.

Xie Ruqing picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, but stopped again: "Is it poisonous?"

Wang Jingming shook his head: "Not now."

Xie Ruqing's face was cold: "That will happen later."

She lowered her head and took a sip of the tea lightly.

"Wu Shi is in the palace now?" Xie Ruqing asked suddenly after putting down the tea cup.

Wang Jingming said, "Yes."

Xie Ruqing asked with some hesitation: "Your Majesty...do you really like him?"

Wang Jingming's eyes flashed, and he admitted: "Yes."

"That's fine." Xie Ruqing curled the corners of her lips, and a soft and comfortable smile bloomed on her lips.

Wang Jingming looked at her with surprise that could not be ignored.

"You think I'll be very angry?" Xie Ruqing slowly closed her eyes and opened them again, her voice could not detect any emotion, "The dignity of the family is naturally more important than me."

"However, in my heart, his safety is more important than the dignity of the family."

Now that I know that Xie Yi is safe, then I should use my death to protect the dignity of the family.

Wang Jingming stared at her for a long time, finally just sighed softly, and took the poisonous wine prepared in advance from the secret compartment,

Xie Ruqing didn't struggle, took it quietly, raised her head and drank it all.

"Finally, please allow me a merciless request," Xie Ruqing looked at Young Master Jing Ming and said in a very soft voice, "It will take some time for the poisonous wine to take hold, "If possible, I hope you can take care of him, it depends on... he I used to like you so much."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Xie Ruqing turned her head subconsciously.

A figure stood against the light and caught her eyes.

It's Xie Yi.