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525 What kind of story is a story without results

"What about the second life?" Lin Jian looked at her with a frown, and suddenly felt like he was listening to a familiar story.

I heard about it a long time ago, but I can't remember it.

"In the second life, the housekeeper woman appeared late. Another woman had already moved into the general's heart. I wonder if God was deliberately trying to torture the general. The woman he fell in love with in this life already liked others in his heart. Even if he didn't lie to him,

He will not give him a chance. And their story ends here. The mother behind it, I don’t know, Your Highness, either."

Zhang Xiuhui lowered her eyes, tears dried up, but her heart was always wet and gloomy.

"A story without results? What kind of story?" Lin Jian glared at her coldly, without any emotion.

"Your Highness is asking, I will tell you." She blinked and couldn't help but say to him.

Just like in the previous life, after she gained his heart, she could act coquettishly in front of him, and he would tolerate and accept it all. But after all, it was the previous life-

"You go!"

Lin Jian's voice was even colder.

She has changed at one time and another, let alone him?

"Yes, Your Highness."

She closed her head gently, her eyes trembled.

"Everything is done according to Linghu Manyue's plan." Lin Jian suddenly spoke behind her back, Zhang Xiuhui's body trembled, and then nodded silently.

After all, Linghu Manyue's words work. She was one year late. Is it too late for this life?

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The next morning

Thick fog enveloped the entire Celestial Kyoto.

The fog is everywhere and it will not dissipate for a long time.

Even if it is three meters apart, it is impossible to see the face of the person opposite.

I reached out and saw a blurry outline.

The huge Chengqian Palace is silent.

Today is the day of funeral.

Lin Jian and the Empress Dowager took the lead in standing in front, behind Lin Dongyao, and a group of court officials.

The four countries also took pictures of the messengers symbolically participating in today's funeral. Because it was a funeral, it was not a good thing for the messengers of the four countries, so it was just a symbolic participation.

The Empress Dowager has been enduring her grief. In front of others, she has long been accustomed to the style of being decisive and decisive. Even today, she does not allow herself to expose her weak side.

But my heart was bleeding in pain.

Before Lin Jian officially ascended the throne, he was still the crown prince.

Lin Dongyao did not see the full moon around him. In today's play, the full moon was arranged by one, and everyone else was her pawn, including him! He was willing to become her pawn! He performed a good show together.

"Please climb up to the high platform!"

At this time, the eunuch's singing voice sounded sadly.

According to the rules of the Celestial Empire, Lin Jian climbed up to the high platform to pray for the emperor for three hours. No one else was allowed to come forward to disturb him or leave without authorization. He would stand still and wait in place.

Lin Jian walked up the platform step by step. Just as he was about to step on the last step, even from a distance, he could see Lin Jian tremble and then vomited a large mouthful of blood.

With a sneer, blood splattered out.

The empress dowager standing below immediately changed her face and could not support her body as she was about to fall.

"Go and see the prince!! Hurry!"

The Queen Mother's voice changed.

"Eruo! Go and see Your Highness!!"

The Empress Dowager barely stood up with the help of the people around her. When she turned around and found out that she had never seen her since the beginning of the morning.

The Empress Dowager has been immersed in great sorrow these days and has no time to take care of Erruo. She didn't care if she didn't see Erruo this morning.

"Where is the Crown Princess?! Who saw it?" The Empress Dowager asked, and walked quickly up the steps.

At this moment, everyone let out a burst of exclamations, and Lin Jian on the platform trembled and fell down from the platform.

"Ah!" The Empress Dowager exclaimed, staggered, and almost fell down.

"Jian'er! Jian'er!"

The empress dowager pushed away the palace maid and eunuch who was supporting him, strode forward and rushed beside Lin Jian, but took a breath.

"This - how is this possible?"

"No - Jian'er, Jian'er, wake up!"

The person the Queen Mother saw was a bloody face.

Because the platform has ninety-nine steps, Lin Jian walked up the platform alone, so when he fell down, there was no one to support him.

The prince of the Heavenly Dynasty appeared in front of everyone in a bloody manner, and the officials knelt directly on the ground.

"Imperial Doctor! Imperial Doctor! Hurry up and pass on the Imperial Doctor!" The Empress Dowager spoke in a hoarse voice.

Now no one cares about the day when the emperor is in his funeral, and his attention is all focused on Lin Jian, who is falling and bloody.

The imperial doctor rushed over, but after the diagnosis and treatment, his face turned pale as paper.

"The Queen Mother atones for his sins! The Prince - the Prince is no longer able to do it."

The imperial doctor was so scared that he kept kowtowing, and he didn't dare to say anything later.

The Queen Mother almost passed away, and didn't care about her identity and kicked the imperial doctor on the shoulder.

"What are you talking nonsense like, a dog slave? Why did something happen to the prince? The prince will not be in trouble! No!!"

The empress dowager was hoarse and her eyes were about to break. At this moment, she was just an ordinary old woman who would be in pain if she lost her descendants.

"No - no - someone comes! Save the prince quickly! Save the prince!!"

The empress dowager called out more imperial doctors in hoarse voices, but in the end every imperial doctor kept kneeling and kowtowing, but said nothing.

"The Queen Mother's Day!!"

The court officials also knelt on the ground and wailed.

Everyone saw the prince falling down from the high steps with their own eyes, without any protection around them. When the prince fell down, he was bleeding from his orifices without recognizing his face. This sudden change scared everyone. Although everyone could not accept this reality,

I have to face this moment.

"You are all following these dog slaves and talking nonsense, right? This is my Crown Prince of the Celestial Empire! He is still young! How could he be - how could he be - you all get out of the Ai family! Get out of here!!"

The Queen Mother shouted, but her voice became more hoarse and blurry.

She lost her son and grandson in just three days!

Is this God’s punishment for her? But why not punish her!

She is just a woman, and everything in the Crown Dynasty will depend on the prince in the future! Why - why do you treat her like this? How do you treat the prince like this?

"What are you all blinded by? Can't you see that the prince is still alive? Can't you see that Jian'er from the Ai family is still alive?"

The Empress Dowager sat next to the prince with a plop, holding his bloody hand tightly with one hand, and barely supporting the ground with the other hand so that he would not faint.

Today is a funeral for her son, why did something happen to her grandson?

"Grandma Huang, when the prince fell down, he broke his cervical spine, causing his neck to break and he had no power to turn the world back. Grandma Huang should make plans early!"
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