Chapter 1339 The Paranoid Emperor: Shall We Go to Hell Together? (40)

Yan Xiu gave her an hour to think carefully before making a decision.

In fact, she had already made her decision. She said she wanted to protect him, and she had to do it.

But, after all...I couldn't bear to leave him...

He is really good-looking, with skin as white as snow, delicate facial features, and thin lips that look so peaceful.

It seemed like he was just asleep, not on the verge of death.

She lit a stick of sandalwood, and the aroma filled the entire thatched house. She sat in front of Feng Sizui's bed and started talking to herself.

"The system told me that in order to undo your poison, you must tie the bell. I didn't know what it meant at the time. When I was reading through your medical textbook, you must have thought I was stupid!"

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"Actually, I should say sorry to you, because there are some things that you remember but I forgot."

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"Last time you said you would take me to see folk lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I might not be able to go."

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"Xi Jin is a pretty good person, but I still don't like you going to play chess with her every day, because my chess skills seem to have improved..."

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"Don't be soft on Feng Xingyue, and the same goes for Qian Siyu. Try your best to torture them to death, and don't give them any chance to breathe. It's best to torture them to death, and it's mine!"

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"Actually... I don't want to live alone for the rest of my life. I feel sad when I have someone else to accompany me. I don't know if this is selfish, but I seem... to be this kind of person..."

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An hour passed quickly. The sky was getting brighter, and when she opened the wooden door, Yan Xiu had prepared everything and was waiting outside.

Before the blood exchange, Yan Xiu looked at her seriously and asked, "How much did you save him by saving him, and how much did you save the world?"

"Not for myself, not for the world." She blinked and said, "I just want to protect him and hope he lives."

"If he is a tyrant, are you still planning to trade your life for your life today?" Yan Xiu sighed softly and said, "Maybe he knows that you are dead and will probably become a murderous emperor. You have to save him too. ?"

"So what if she is a tyrant?" Luo Qingchen bit her lip and said with a cold smile: "He has done enough for all the people in the world."

He has been in pain for half his life, is it possible to let him die for the sake of the world?

Whether he ends up becoming a wise king or a tyrant, this is his destiny. After all, everyone has his own destiny.

For a long time, Yan Xiu didn't reply. He just sighed and took out a short and thin dagger.

"It won't hurt very much, and it won't last long." He half-squinted his eyes, looking at her with a touch of pity in his eyes and said, "It will be fine soon."

She closed her eyes, nodded slightly, and murmured: "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that he will be too lonely..."

When the cold dagger cut through her heart, which was still beating, she felt even calmer in her heart.

It was like completing a mission, this was what she had to do.

She didn't know how Yan Xiu exchanged blood for her and Feng Sizui, but she only knew that he didn't lie to her.

It goes quickly and doesn’t hurt at all…

Many pictures flashed through my mind, and the final picture was the sketch in the imperial study room.

The clothes the woman in the painting is wearing are exactly what she wore when she went to Zihuang Mountain five years ago.

The person on the painting... is her.

After a while, she only felt her body floating a little. In a daze, a strong hand grasped her back, with a slight tremor and endless sadness.

After that, there was no consciousness anymore...

Fortunately, the system's reminder sounded in her mind -

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