312. Chapter 312 Go against the sky and change your fate to seek death
When Ye Hua was a mortal prince, he had a very strong aura. Whenever he sat down anywhere, it was like there was a big sign in front of him, saying "Keep strangers away"
Now he is more like a great god [this is in the eyes of Zimo courtiers, he is already a great god!], sitting there, making people unable to ignore him, but trying desperately to ignore him.
Han Mengxiao ignored him and sat quietly. With the delicious food on the table, he just slowly drank the fragrant tea from the glass cup. His deep eyes looked like the boundless sky. No matter how exciting and lively he was in front of him, he always had a face on his face.
Without batting an eyelid.
Halfway through the banquet, Zi Yiran suddenly coughed violently, causing blood to rush to his face. Han Mengxiao hurriedly stepped forward.
"Yiran, what's wrong with you?"
Zi Cao's brows furrowed into the character "Chuan", and she patted Zi Yiran's back heartbrokenly. Her eyes darkened and she said, "Your Majesty caught wind and cold a few days ago. I think it's cooler this night..."
The courtiers stood up one after another and asked Zi Yiran to go back and rest. The banquet ended hastily.
Zi Cao supported Zi Yiran back to the harem bedroom. As soon as she entered the door, Zi Yiran spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Zicao, what is going on? I know that what you said just now was to stabilize people's hearts and let him..."
At this moment, Han Mengxiao looked at Zi Yiran who was unconscious on the bed, his face full of worry.
"Change your fate against the will of heaven and seek death!" Ye Hua leaned against the palace door, holding a purple lotus in his hand. The long pedicel was like a delicate jasper. This cold tone was more cold than the nine days.
frost.
Turning back suddenly, Han Mengxiao's eyes were like sharp knives, shining directly on Ye Hua's face: "What did you say? You did it, right? Is it you? Isn't it!"
Ye Hua raised his head and looked at Han Mengxiao's expression of deep pain and hatred for him. He felt a cold chill engulfing his body, making him very uncomfortable: "Am I this kind of person in your heart?"
Ye Hua sneered, and without giving Han Mengxiao a chance to answer, Ye Hua said again: "I don't even bother to influence the life and death of a mortal!"
Zicao vaguely thought of something, strode forward, and knelt on the ground with a plop: "God, please save him, you are an ancient god, you must have a way to save him, please!"
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Ye Hua opened his mouth, but looked at Han Mengxiao: "Everyone's life and death are determined by wealth and honor. He did not have the destiny of an emperor, but he became the Supreme Lord. He was even more eager to become an immortal. After getting that little spiritual energy, he tried to defy heaven. Now he is coughing up blood.
, this is self-inflicted pain, why should I save him?"
Change your destiny against the will of heaven?
Han Mengxiao knew Ye Hua's temper to some extent. If he said it wasn't him, it must not be him. Besides, he said such words, and she was too excited just now.
Zi Yiran is not destined to be an emperor on earth. Han Mengxiao has known from the beginning what it means to change one's destiny against the will of heaven? Has Zi Yiran never given up on cultivating immortality? Whose destiny is he going to change against the will of heaven?
"Of course it's yours!" As if he knew what Han Mengxiao was thinking, Ye Hua said with a dark face, "But today I know that there is such a man in this world who will risk his life and death for you.
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Ye Hua's words were filled with anger, bitterness, and a hint of admiration.
He only met Zi Yiran twice, but he could see that Zi Yiran had a heart as pure as crystal.