Chapter 094 The Death of Sima Chen

His breathing was much more stable, not as weak and weak as before. Such a discovery also relieved her hanging heart.

Carefully lift the quilt and gently get up.

Zhu Ge Aoshuang looked back at Jiang Yi's closed eyes, pulled the silk up for him, covered all the positions below his neck, and personally fed water to wipe his face.

After doing this, Zhuge Aoshuang came out of Jiang Yi's bedroom with a copper basin.

"See you! Thousands of years, thousands of years!" Since she returned to the palace, everyone here has called her mother.

Maybe it was instructed, maybe it was because she was a woman, and she often went in and out of the harem and the emperor's bedroom...

But she doesn't care what it is, whatever it is called.

Just as Zhuge Aoshuang opened the door and went out, Jiang Yi, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed on the couch, opened his eyes.

His eyes opened, full of red blood.

Obviously, he didn't sleep all night.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, and his tentacles were slightly wet.

Here, it has just been wiped by her own hands.

Her gentle treatment reminded him of the past.

Countless times of thinking about these pasts will make him feel heartbroken, regretful and blame himself.

But with her just move, the memories in her mind at this moment are so warm and happy.

Before I die, I can be treated like this. Even if Jiang Yi, die today, there is no regret. I'm just worried that I'm not by your side. Can you take good care of yourself?

Zhuge Aoshuang naturally didn't know these things. She walked through the familiar Jiuqu corridor and saw the white dust in purple at the end. No, it should be... Sima Chen...

Sima Chen stood with his back to her, as if he was enjoying the scenery around him and waiting for her...

"I didn't expect that it was not easy for Her Royal Highness to come back alive." As soon as Zhuge Aoshuang came, Sima Chen had turned around and said such a sentence to her.

"Are you not afraid of death?" Zhuge Aoshuang raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Since she knew that she was back, she didn't deal with Sima Chen after dealing with so many people, and Sima Chen didn't leave early? Is he waiting for her to kill him?

"Did you kill me?" Sima Chen also asked her, with a confident light in his eyes.

"Do you think I can't kill it?" Zhuge Aoshuang raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "I'm afraid the reason why you stayed is not that you are confident that you think that I can't kill you, but that you will implicate the chess pieces he arranged?"

The expression on Sima Chen's face was not moved at all, but Zhuge Aoshuang, who is now used to observing words and colors, will naturally not miss it, and his left hand finger bent for a moment.

The people cultivated by that person are not simple people.

Naturally, her face will not change greatly because of her words or because she exposes them, but as long as it is a person, there will always be a little action.

Even if the pupils contract in an instant, the fingers are slightly bent, or the legs and feet are unnaturally twisted... and other subconscious movements are often the real thoughts in their hearts.

Zhuge Aoshuang naturally understood this truth, so when she saw Bai Chen's slightly bent fingers, the slightly curvature on the corners of her mouth was greater.

Sure enough... In this white country's stronghold, the soldiers and horses in this white country are really more than the palace.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for many days. You have grown a lot." Sima Chen looked at Zhuge Aoshuang and sighed, "Those hidden brothers, those brothers you let go, those brothers who want to complete the task... Are there a soul-chasing fragrance on their bodies?"

Zhuge Aoshuang didn't say anything, didn't say a word, and looked at Bai Chen with great interest.

Sometimes, not talking is more convincing than talking.

After about a cup of tea, Sima Chen gently shook the folding fan in his hand: "It's also because of this soul-chasing incense, you sprinkle the soul-chasing incense on the body of the person you are sure to be the master. When the soul-chasing person enters the territory announced by the master, then all the people in that territory will be destroyed by you."

"Princess, Sima Chen has been with you for more than ten years and has never seen you kill anyone, but this time, you killed without blinking your eyes. And I believe that this killing will never end.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at Sima Chen and finally nodded: "People always have to grow up. Sometimes, if only this kind of killing can be exchanged for peace, then I have no choice. I live only to protect everything left behind by my father and mother, just to avenge.

When Sima Chen heard the words, the gently shaking folding fan in his hand instantly turned into cigarette powder, and at the same time, he raised his hand to Zhuge's white and delicate neck and pinched it.

A gust of wind swept over, a purple sleeve was blown up by the wind, and the bloody broken arm fell to the ground, which also stained the ground blood red.

A woman with a nine-foot sword on her back flashed, as fast and agile as when she took action, and disappeared in place.

Su En'en, a woman who was once placed beside Zhuge Aoshuang by Qin Qingxuan, can't be underestimated now.

The wind gradually calmed down, and only Zhuge Aoshuang and Sima Chen were left.

Sima Chen stepped back three steps, swept the bloody broken arm that fell to the ground, and looked at Zhuge Aoshuang, who had not taken a step in front of him with a wry smile and still stood calmly and said, "Now I can't kill the weak princess of the past."

Zhuge Aoshuang hummed coldly: "For more than ten years, no matter how well you hide, your temperament can't be changed. According to your temper, stay here and wait for me. You are either ready to commit suicide or ready to kill me.

Her words were calm and indifferent, like a pool of stagnant water without waves.

But the meaning of her words made Sima Chen's face look a little ugly, and he raised his other hand and patted him on the chest.

Listening to Sima Chen's groaning, she looked at Sima Chen's dark face in an instant. She just turned around and returned to the way she came from, and did not go to see the playmate who had been with her for more than ten years.

It seems that this living life is worthless.

However, no one noticed the flash of water from the corners of her eyes.

Sima Chen, my relationship with you for more than ten years can't beat his light words.

For more than ten years, you have always played the role of a good doctor for him, and even lied to me to cure Jiang Yi for him.

I know you, and I know better that you won't lie about practicing medicine, so I trust you so much that you can cure Jiang Yi. But these trusts ignore his position in your heart.

Are you in awe of him? Or take him as your brother?

What is it that makes you give up your principles again and again? Even with more than ten years of feelings under your feet, you could attack me without hesitation just now...

Sima Chen, I didn't kill you before. Although I have the heart to save Jiang Yi, I think more about it for more than ten years.

I will let you live, but you are no longer so free.

It's just now... nothing matters, it doesn't matter anymore.

Zhuge Aoshuang's footsteps gradually became very fast. Soon, the water in his eyes had long disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

The heavy sound of falling behind her did not stop her pace or make her body stiff.

ran very fast all the way, and even used light kung fu.

The eunuchs on the road only had time to see a white shadow flying by. If it hadn't been for the familiar white shadow and even engraved into their minds, the dark guards would have taken action and killed Zhuge Aoshuang under their palms.

I have to say that in these days, after Zhuge Aoshuang repeatedly washed the people belonging to Qin Qingxuan, the atmosphere in the palace has reached an unprecedented level, and everyone's eyes looking at Zhuge Aoshuang are full of fear.

Of course, there are also some men and women with awe in their eyes.

All night, Zhuge Aoshuang sat on the roof of Jiang Yi's bedroom, sitting on the eaves of the golden dragon, looking up at the sky with the golden dragon, and looking down at the world with the golden dragon.

All night, she was motionless. Her hair was blown away by the wind, and her clothes fluttered with the wind.

Su Enn stood in the shadow of the eaves and looked at her quietly all night.

It seems that she has had too much of amnesia these years, and it seems that she doesn't talk much these days, so when she couldn't help but come forward to persuade, she just opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.

Over and over several times, she failed to speak, just standing quietly aside.

In the middle of the night, the stars in the sky were covered by dark clouds, and even the moon did not have the glory of the past and became dim. It was also at this time that Su Enen found that there was a sick figure who could not even stand standing under the eaves, looking at the girl in white sitting on the golden dragon from a distance, and his eyes were full of desolation and loneliness.

Su En opened his mouth, but the man shook his head gently at her. Su En turned his head and stared at the motionless girl, his eyes full of struggle.

This night was particularly calm.

Only the three people above and below the eaves have a large shadow in their hearts.

The next day, the golden light sprinkled all over the earth, and the people under the eaves finally couldn't help falling to the ground, but the corners of their mouth smiled bitterly.

It's a kind of bitter smile that despises itself.

In the end, Jiang Yi didn't even have the strength to step quietly. As soon as he moved, he fell down.

Now, to wake her up, she is going to worry about herself, a dying person.

In his heart, he didn't know whether it was bitter or sweet, but the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

In this last time, I selfishly hope that you will accompany me and spend this last time with me.

When Jiang Yi opened his eyes again, he saw Zhuge Aoshuang, who was sleeping by his couch.

Zhuge Aoshuang's face was pale and colorless, and her lips were slightly purple, but a pair of delicate hands held his arm tightly.