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Chapter 227. Inseparable

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    When Xiao Jing rushed over, the eaves of Fengxi Palace had already started to collapse slowly. He saw Chuyao in red robe under the pressure of the burnt beams in the firelight.  , the corrugated tiles crashed down, and the fire burst out, and he had to retreat.

    The fire burned overnight, and half the sky was illuminated by the fire.  Hundreds of Gong'e eunuchs collectively put out the fire, but somehow it got bigger and bigger.  At dawn, the entire Fengqi Palace had been burnt to ashes.

    Xiao Jing's face was gloomy, and his complexion was a little pale. He hesitated for a moment and stepped into the scorched ruins, which had been burned so badly that he couldn't see the original appearance at all. He walked to a place relying on his intuition, and put the charcoal-like beams and pillars together.  Lift up and move away.

    Underneath is a charred corpse, completely disfigured, but wearing the dragon and phoenix bracelet from yesterday's wedding, the patterns on it have also been burnt blurred.

    Xiao Jing squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch, his fingers trembled slightly, hesitant, his cold face was ugly, he pursed his thin lips, as if making up his mind, took a deep breath, and turned over the charred bones.

    His face was also blurred, and he found that one of her hands buried under her stomach was tightly clenched into a fist, and he stretched out his hand to break her palm apart, as if it was tightly clenched, and he spent a lot of effort.

    When her palm opened, a piece of jade pendant slipped from her hand, Xiao actually picked up the piece of jade pendant, veins stood out on the back of his hand, and the word Rong on it stung his eyes and his heart.

    Song Chuyao, Song Chuyao, do you choose to be with him even if you die?  And also chose to be burned to death, did you think of hell to recognize each other?

    Xiao Jing's complexion was pale and pale, and he couldn't restrain his violent emotions. With a slight force in his hand, the piece of suet white jade turned into a handful of dust and fell on the scorched corpse.

    He remembered that Song Chuyao said last night that she finally knew how Su Qingmo felt when she was sitting on that bed back then. It turned out that she was hinting at that time that she would resist in the same decisive and tragic way as Su Qingmo.

    But now he is just like Xiao Shen back then, and history seems to be repeating itself.

    Was he wrong?  Was it the same mistake as Xiao Shen?  He claims to be ten thousand times smarter than Xiao Shen, but makes stupid mistakes like him.

    Chuyao has been brought back to Yan Palace for so many days, and has been obediently cooperating with diagnosis and treatment, recuperating her body, she never thought that she had such thoughts in mind.

    She did it on purpose, deliberately waited until the big wedding, deliberately died in front of him, and deliberately reminded him of Su Qingmo's despair back then.

    All this history repeated itself, she bet her life, let him live in a nightmare for the rest of his life, always thinking about Su Qingmo and her death, always reminding him that he is just as stupid and selfish as Xiao Shen  .

    She died, but she didn't spare anyone who hurt her. She wanted to make him feel bad all his life.

    Song Chuyao, Song Chuyao, you are still as ruthless as before.

    "Hahahaha" Xiao Jing stood up and laughed frantically, raising his head and laughing frighteningly.

    He smiled, but it was more uncomfortable than crying. After laughing for an unknown amount of time, the dazzling sunlight refracted a gleam of light on his face, which was a crystal clear tear.

    The new queen died in an accidental fire, and was buried a few days later, and announced to the world, and the whole country mourned.

    The storyteller in the teahouse described the fire incident in Fengqi Palace vividly, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, and even the details were clear.

    "It is said that Emperor Suqing was sad, exhausted from political affairs, and fell ill suddenly. He has appointed the only prince as the crown prince. There are rumors in the palace" The storyteller squinted his eyes, lowered his voice, and suddenly knocked on the gavel, pretending to be mysterious.  : "Hey, let's hear it tomorrow and find out."

    I saw a white-clothed woman covering her face with a light veil put down a silver coin, got up and walked out of the teahouse, her eyes were indifferent, not at all as curious as the people in the teahouse.

    She walked out of the tea house alone, led the horse, turned on her back, and drove out of the city.

    The time is approaching March, and her body is getting weaker and weaker. She still has a place she wants to go to. First, she desperately hopes that this life will last for a while.

    After the fire that day, after she fainted, she didn't know what happened afterwards, she only knew that she woke up in an inn.  She thought it might be Mo Nian who rescued her from the palace, but she didn't see Mo Nian after staying in the inn for two days.  So she left the inn and set off to where she wanted to go.

    The number of times she coughed up blood every day was more than three meals a day. She knew that she couldn't last long, and she just wanted to go to the place she wanted to go quickly.  As for the death of the new empress or the illness of the new emperor, these have nothing to do with her.

    She was lucky enough to be able to escape from that place, so that she could use the little time left to do what she wanted to do. As for the rest of the world, she could notjoy.

    After laughing for a long time, Rong Shaoyang raised his head, the moonlight painted his eyes with a gentle color, he dragged Chuyao's hand, gently embraced her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "This  Come back, don't even think about letting me go."

    Chu Yao buried herself in his arms, rubbing her cheeks against his clothes, as if nodding in agreement, whispering his name.

    "Rong Shaoyang."

    "Um?"

    "I love you."

    "Um."

    "It's good that you're back again."

    "Well, that's great."

    The two are so lucky and grateful. After all, they did not miss each other, and they finally came together again. After all, their respective thorns faded away, and they could finally embrace each other tightly.

    ?Life is only a few dozen years, and it is enough to wish to have someone with one heart and never leave each other.

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