Therefore, she made the decision boldly and confidently for today.
Even if it really didn't rain, Cang Xilin wouldn't be able to watch her bleed to death.
And last night, before she was bullied by Cang Xilin, she had seen the stars - she couldn't see anything, the sky was covered with dark clouds.
But this morning, the sultry weather, the ubiquitous chirping of insects, and the low-flying swifts told her that it was going to rain.
So, she walked up to the altar without hesitation!
The blood, mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance, flowed into the relief.
It was blood poison. Bai Yuzheng finally helped her get the blood poison out of her left hand last night.
Although she was so angry that she vomited blood, which spread a lot of the blood poison that was forced into her left hand.
But at least there is always some residual poisonous gas still gathering here, waiting to be released.
As her blood flowed away, her face became paler.
However, the burning pain of the wound and the joy of slowly passing away were entangled in her somewhat fuzzy mind bit by bit.
It was so quiet, surrounded by solemn chants.
Circles of eminent monks surrounded her, reciting scriptures that she could not understand, as if they were trying to save her soul.
And her dirty body is being purified with the release of blood.
"Huh-huh-"
The sound of breathing is so clear.
The beating of her pulse and the flow of blood told her that her life seemed to have really come to an end.
Although he has "died" countless times.
She has experienced so much the flash of swords, humiliation and abuse that she is no longer afraid even in the face of death.
It was great to have such an opportunity, where she could quietly enjoy the clarity before death by herself.
Past events appeared in front of her one by one. From the time she could remember, her loving father, emperor and empress, the beautiful Fengque Palace, and her ignorant life for more than ten years.