The pain of love burns the soul. It is precisely because she has tasted it that she does not want Yiran to taste such pain again. She has already destroyed herself and cannot destroy Yiran again.
She looked at him: "Yiran, listen to me, there are so many good women in this world. As long as you are willing to find them, you will definitely..."
"No! I won't look for it!" Zi Yiran was angry, and the anger burned from the bottom of his heart and burned onto his face. He stared into Han Mengxiao's eyes: "Sister Mengxiao, I will never
Go find another woman, I love you, I only love you, you want me to find another woman, unless I die! Unless I die, do you hear me?"
After saying that, Zi Yiran tossed up his sleeves and rushed out of the door like the wind.
Zi Yiran rushed outside and saw Zi Yihan who was still standing there, not moving even half a step. He punched Zi Yihan with one punch. Zi Yihan was thinking about something in pain and did not feel Zi Yiran's approach.
He didn't wake up until he was punched in the face, but it was too late. He was knocked away and fell onto the green grass.
Zi Yiran wrapped her around again and grabbed Zi Yihan's lapel, her eyes gleaming with cold light: "Second brother, listen, I thought you would treat Sister Mengxiao kindly before, but in fact, you didn't. You treat her well."
She is not good, you hurt her so badly, I will never let you go again, I love her, if you dare to touch her again, I will fight with you for my life!"
Zi Yihan never thought that there would be a day like this when Zi Yiran, his cherished sixth brother, would treat him so mercilessly and say such cruel words to him. He couldn't accept it mentally, so he slapped him
Zi Yiran pushed away, jumped up, and looked down at Zi Yiran who fell a few steps away: "Sixth brother, are you crazy? You actually started to fight with me!"
"Yes, crazy, I am crazy!" Zi Yiran quickly got up from the ground: "Second brother, I have loved you since I was a child, but I never thought that you are such a heartless and unjust person.
If you don't like Sister Mengxiao, don't mess with her, she is just a weak woman who longs to be loved and loved by others and holds it as a treasure in her hands. She is not as strong as she appears!"
Zi Yiran suddenly squatted down, covered his face and cried: "Second brother, you...how can you bear...how can you bear to hurt her? What crime does she have? What crime does she have? You want to treat her like this?"
?My heart hurts... it hurts..."
"I..." Zi Yihan opened his mouth, but felt that his body was so cold that he was numb. He couldn't say anything in defense. He could only weakly wave his sleeves and exert a force, knocking Zi Yiran unconscious, and walked away in vain.
He asked the housekeeper to send Zi Yiran back to Prince Ran's Mansion, but he flew to the back mountain and "plopped" his body into the hot spring pool...
A few days later, Zi Yihan stood in the main hall and handed the jade seal of the Zimo Dynasty to the new king Zi Yiran. Amidst the deafening sound of worship, Zi Yiran wore a yellow dragon robe and walked step by step into the palace of power.
top.
That day, the sky was clear and the midsummer sun was baking the earth. If anyone dared to step on the floor tiles with bare feet outside the main hall, they would be itchy to the heart, but it was freezing cold inside the main hall.
Zi Yiran sat on the high dragon chair, looking at the ministers kneeling on the ground, and gave a bright smile to Zi Yihan, who was the only one standing: "Prince Han, why don't you kneel?"