The sunshine today seems to be particularly good.

Standing on the high steps and looking out, most of the imperial palace is in sight. Perhaps the scenery of the palace is too vast and majestic, and the wind blowing towards you makes your mind suddenly brighten.

Suddenly, I felt relaxed.

Suddenly, the responsibilities, burdens, and hatred that weighed on my heart drifted away with the wind and disappeared in the wind...

Suddenly, I let it go.

Revenge has been taken, those who deserved to die have died, and those who shouldn't have died have also died. The bad guys have received their retribution, and everything is developing in a beautiful and happy direction.

Qin Ye closed his eyes lightly and took a deep breath of the air of freedom.

Being debt-free is a relief.

comfortable.

"I heard from the imperial physician that... the situation is very bad..."

"He lost too much blood and has a high fever. He is probably dying..."

"Oh my god, the emperor has only been on the throne for less than half a month. Could he be the fastest-dying emperor in Nanyuan Country..."

Not far away, several palace maids passing by were whispering, and a few scattered words reached Qin Ye's ears.

She opened her eyes and looked sideways.

Are you dying?

That day, he stabbed me really hard.

Qin Ye followed the figure of the palace maid and soon found the Panlong Palace, the emperor's residence. There were people inside and outside the palace.

Palace maids, eunuchs, imperial doctors, important officials... a huge crowd.

The more people there are, the more serious the situation becomes.

Everyone looked inward with great concern. Some were worried, some sighed, some felt melancholy, some were secretly happy, and some watched the show...

Qin Ye approached quietly and silently, stood outside the door, and looked at the thin body lying on the bed.

In just two days, he became extremely thin, his eye sockets were sunken, and fine stubble grew on his chin. He looked extremely haggard, without any of his former dignity.

He had a high fever.

His face was red, his mouth was dry, and his tightly closed eyelids were twitching restlessly, as if he had had a nightmare. From time to time, a sound came out of his squirming mouth:

"No... don't, don't go... I was wrong... Ono..."

Jun Yilin and Jun Qingyu knelt in front of the bed, their eyes red and tears flowing silently: "Brother, wake up soon, our mother is gone, our father is confused, we can't lose you again."

"Brother, be strong!"

“Brother!”

There was a dull and sad air in the house.

Qin Ye stood at the door, watching this scene, feeling inexplicably depressed.

She didn't want to owe anyone anything, nor did she want others to owe her anything. The revenge of the past had been taken, and it was time for her to leave Nanyuan Country. What happened four years ago should be let go like a passing cloud of smoke.

"If... he can wake up, let's forget about the past..." After saying this softly, he turned and left.

The two brothers were stunned for two seconds before they reacted. They hurriedly turned back to look for her, only to see the woman's back walking away. The words she said touched their tear glands.

She forgave them!

finally!

"Brother, brother! Did you hear that? Ono said he forgives us!"

"Brother, wake up, wake up! Xiaoye doesn't want to pursue it anymore, she has let it go, do you hear me, brother?"

"Xiao Ye finally agreed to forgive us. From now on, we won't dare to make mistakes again!" The two of them excitedly grabbed Jun Yuyang's hands. The two seven-foot-tall men shed tears.

I am so excited that I can't express it in words.

On the bed.

Jun Yuyang, who had lost too much blood and fell into a coma, lay quietly. His life was weak and his breathing was shallow, but a tear silently flowed from the corner of his eye.

It slid into the temples and disappeared without a trace, leaving only faint tear marks.