The scarlet blood dyed the entire palace floor red, stinging the eyes and causing pain.
The blood-stained gauze dances with the wind in the palace, like a melody of death, exhausting everything to release the last beauty.
Nangong Mei's slender body fell weakly on the floor, her long, slightly curly hair hanging loosely behind her, her beautiful face as pale as paper, and her eyes empty and lifeless. At this moment, she was like a body without a soul.
Once the wind blows, it will fly away into smoke.
The closed door was kicked open by someone, and Shangguan Ziyan, wearing only his shirt, rushed in in a panic and saw a scene of blood blooming in the room.
The gauze curtains in the room were dancing crazily, rising and falling together, making Nangong Meidu, who was kneeling on the floor, seem so unreal.
She is like a phantom that disappears from sight at the slightest touch.
"Mei'er..." Shangguan Ziyan's steps froze at the door, his eyes flickering and uneasily looking at the fragile Nangong Mei, his expression extremely ugly.
He didn't dare to get close to her, he was afraid that she in front of him was just an illusion or a body without a soul!
Nangong Mei slowly turned her head, looked at Shangguan Ziyan with blurred eyes, and said slowly: "You can't find peace in this palace." All she wanted was a peaceful life, but such an idea was destined to be a
Extravagant hope.
Shangguan Ziyan's heart throbbed fiercely, and he walked slowly towards Nangong Mei, staring at Nangong Mei's unfocused eyes that looked at him with great pity.
I promised myself to protect you, promised myself to make you the happiest woman, but you still got hurt by my side! So what if I am the supreme emperor, I am still just a useless man.
!
Noble's knees were kneeling straight in a pool of blood. Shangguan Ziyan looked at Nangong Mei in pain and said sadly: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." He was so heartbroken that he almost died, and even breathing became unnecessary.
Nangong Mei still looked at Shangguan Ziyan with a dull look, and her cold tone seemed to be muttering to herself: "I want everyone who disturbs me to die! All of them die!" As cold as Shura, ruthless
Like a Rakshasa, bloodthirsty, cruel and evil!
The guards and palace people who came later happened to see Shangguan Ziyan kneeling in front of Nangong Mei, heard Nangong Mei's cruel words, and even saw the cold corpse of Prince Jing. Their hearts were suddenly surrounded by a layer of ice.
He even forgot to kneel to the emperor.
She wants to make everyone who wants to harm her pay the price, she wants to pierce out those eyes that are staring at her with her own hands, and she wants to sacrifice her dead love with blood!
If it weren't for these people who were thinking about plotting against her all day long, she wouldn't have had to meet Luo Ming in such an awkward state, and she wouldn't have tarnished her already bad image again.
She stabbed Luo Ming in the heart again and tore her own heart into pieces.
It is better not to see each other than to meet, and it is better to keep a thought in her heart forever than to say goodbye, so that her world will not be too bleak. However, there is no if, she has seen him, she has seen him whom she misses day and night.
I saw what he looked like when he was being humiliated!
He saved her, but the last thing she wanted was to be saved by him, and her last bit of dignity was lost in this ocean of blood.
She personally broke off the last trace of concern between them and wiped out the last extravagant hope with her own hands. His back was engraved in her heart!
She lost him, completely lost him! From now on, we will never see each other again.
She left her despair to him, and she left her love to herself. From then on, whether she missed him or loved him deeply, it was only her business.
A future without him will no longer have expectations, and the endless years will eventually be filled with pain.
Luo Ming, the person I love most, missing you is the only thing I will have from now on!
Prince Shangguan Zijing died in Nangong Mei's bedroom. The cause of death is unknown, the reason is unknown, and the murderer is unknown...Prince Jing was simply buried, and Nangong Mei still lived in Fengluan Palace safely and soundly. The only thing that changed was the surroundings of the palace.
A lot of new guards have been added.
The goose-feather heavy snow fell one after another, the magnificent palace was covered with a layer of white snow, and the ground was covered with crystal ice and snow.
There were several stoves set up in the Fengluan Hall, and heat was constantly dissipating into the air, but it could not withstand the coldness in the room. Standing in the hall, Ya Shanzhanmeng's whole body trembled slightly, and the cold air continued to hit her spine.
My heart was covered with ice.
Nangong Mei sat upright on the nanmu chair, her beautiful face was as cold as ice, her dark eyes seemed to be covered with ice, and her words were like snow wind blowing across her cheeks: "Who is it?"
Gu Meng looked at Nangong Mei timidly, feeling cold from the soles of his feet to the palms of his hands. His whole body became stiff because of Nangong Mei's words. He timidly replied: "Meixiang was poisoned by Concubine Qin's people. That night Jing
The prince met with Concubine Qin privately before coming here." People outside don't know the truth, but people inside the palace know clearly that it was Nangong Mei who killed Prince Jing, and she is currently investigating the matter.
No matter who it is, as long as it is related to this matter, there will be no good end. Whoever Nangong Mei attacks is also approved by the emperor. The Queen Mother does not care about Nangong Mei's affairs at all now. In this palace,
Nangong Mei is simply the spokesperson for lawlessness.
"Qin Huan." Nangong Mei repeated Qin Huan's name softly. There was no trace of emotion in her dark eyes, but her cold voice was frightening.
The slender fingers slowly came together, and the flash of murderous intent hidden in her eyes had already doomed Qin Huan's tragic fate.
Xiyuan Qin Huan sat stiffly on the nanmu chair, his slender fingers clasping the armrests uneasily, his face pale, his dark eyes flickering uneasily as he looked at the caring maid standing in front of him, and said: "Has she found out anything?
?”
The maid looked at Qin Huan solemnly and said, "Qing'er was killed at the hands of Nangong Mei early this morning. What did she know that I don't know?"
Qin Huan's face turned even paler, and his face was so solemn that it seemed to drip with water. He said viciously: "Qing'er is the person I placed beside her, and she found out so quickly! Since she killed Qing'er
, she certainly knows about Qing'er's poisoning. It seems that she will be here soon!"
The maid looked at Qin Huan with her eyes wide open, her eyes revealing the panic in her heart, and she said uneasily: "Qing'er will not surrender the queen! The lives of her whole family still depend on you, the queen."
What I’m holding in my hand!”
"You underestimate Nangong Mei!" Qin Huan's beautiful eyes were full of hatred, "All the people she uses are the emperor's people. She can easily find out the relationship between Qing'er and us, but how to get out of it, I
Gong Xu needs to think carefully!"
The maid pondered for a while and then said cautiously: "My queen, go and ask the Queen Mother for help! She loves you so much and will definitely help you get through this!"
"Shut up!" Qin Huan angrily pushed the tea cup on the table to the ground and smashed it to pieces, with fire burning in his dark eyes, "She is not worthy of being my aunt at all! She didn't even save her biological brother, she just watched helplessly
I watched that bitch Nangong Mei send my father to the guillotine!" The hatred for killing her father was irreconcilable, and the Queen Mother's indifference chilled her heart.
"Kazi..." The closed door was pushed open, and a young eunuch walked in in a panic. He forgot to kneel down and said in a panic: "Your Majesty, something is wrong! Nangong... Nangong Mei is here!
"
Qin Huan's beautiful eyes were cold, her sharp nails dug deeply into the armrests of the chair, and she said coldly: "Nangong Mei, you are finally here! I will never let you get what you want!" His slender fingers gently
Gently caressing his lower abdomen, a smug and vicious smile appeared on the corners of his cherry-red lips.
As expected, Nangong Mei walked into this low and dark palace with light steps mixed with the aura of death. Her face, which showed no trace of emotion, invisibly put a layer of frost on people's hearts.
The cold wind hit the back, and the bodies of everyone in the hall trembled involuntarily. This was the trembling of the soul.
Qin Huan sat on the nanmu chair even more stiffly, his beautiful big eyes stared unkindly at the uninvited Nangong Mei, his slender fingers clasped the armrests tightly, and said in a sharp voice: "I'm so good today."
What kind of wind is this? It’s blowing the Emperor’s favorite girl Nangong here!” The smile on her dignified and beautiful face was uglier than crying. Her stiff body slowly stood up from the seat, still looking arrogantly.
With Nangong Charm.
"Don't you know, Concubine Qin?" The corners of Nangong Meiying's red mouth curled up with a bloodthirsty arc, and her murderous intent was undisguised in her dark eyes.
Qin Huan didn't realize until this moment that her heartbeat was about to stop, all because of Nangong Mei's eyes that showed no emotion but were frightening.
"How could I know!" Qin Huan looked at Nangong Mei indifferently, without revealing the slightest bit of fear in her heart.
"Really?" Nangong Mei raised her eyebrows lightly and walked slowly in front of Qin Huan. What came out of her cherry red lips were cold words, "Then let me tell you!"
Nangong Mei slowly took out the wooden hairpin from her arms. The sharp tip gently slid in front of Qin Huan's neck, leaving a trace of blood on her pink neck. Nangong Mei looked at it indifferently.
She said: "I said that all those who harm me will disappear from this world, and you will be the last one."
"Ah..." Qin Huan exclaimed, covering his bleeding neck with trembling slender fingers, looking at Nangong Mei with panic in his eyes, and shouting in a trembling voice, "Nangong Mei! How dare you! I am the emperor
Concubine, how dare you kill me?"
"I have killed the prince, let alone you?" Nangong Mei looked at Qin Huan arrogantly, holding the wooden hairpin with her long fingers and stabbing towards Qin Huan like a Shura.