Wen Zhiyu lowered his head. He had no way to refute what she said. At the beginning, he did stay with her with the attitude of watching the show.
There are imperceptible emotions hidden in the lowered eyes, which seem to be joy, sadness, and sadness occupies most of it.
He likes her, or rather loves her, but does he have the qualifications?
He remained silent, and finally uttered only three words in a muffled voice: "...I'm sorry."
"Oh, I'm sorry? Wen Zhiyu, I should have had a happy life. I should have had a husband who doted on me, and I could have continued to be the most honorable daughter of the Gu family."
But all of this was ruined by him.
"Oh, no, maybe I shouldn't call you Wen Zhiyu. I should call you Lu Jue, right?"
She could understand why Wen Zhiyu became like this, but what did she do wrong?
Want to be part of his plan?
"Jiaojiao, please don't be like this, okay?"
He could apologize to her, whatever she wanted, but...but don't look at him with that tone and that look.
He tried to reach out and carefully touched her fingertips, but she dodged him.
She cried and complained about everything she had suffered. Tears kept falling, her eyes were red and looked a little swollen from crying.
Wen Zhiyu felt his heart was lifted up. As long as she was willing to forgive him, he would do anything.
007 flew back and forth between the two of them, seemingly not understanding why things had turned out like this. Wen Zhiyu had taken advantage of the host, but hadn't the damage been done yet?
And since the host wants to stay in this world for Wen Zhiyu, just forgive him this time.
She took a deep breath, suddenly raised her head and stopped crying, with two tear marks still on her face.
Wen Zhiyu leaned over and wanted to wipe her face, but unfortunately she dodged again.
She turned her back, not wanting to see him again.
I asked the question again: "Wen Zhiyu, do you like me?"
Wen Zhiyu said without hesitation: "Like, or should I say love!"
He was really afraid that if he gave an ambiguous answer like before, she would really not want him anymore.
Gu Yunchu was obviously stunned, "Love? You said you love me?!"
She turned around and looked at the man's red eyes, trying to distinguish the truth from the falsehood in his words.
Wen Zhiyu: "Yes."
But she suddenly laughed, as if she heard a joke, "You said you loved me, hahahaha..."
"Then I want your life, will you give it to me?"
The man's body stiffened, and he subconsciously looked into Gu Yunchu's eyes. He took a deep breath, smiled bitterly, and said without hesitation: "Give it to me."
"I will give Jiaojiao whatever she wants."
The woman chuckled and mercilessly plunged the sword into his chest. "Now, we owe each other nothing."
She avoided his vital points, and the moment the sword pierced her, she let go of her hand and left without any regrets.
Seeing this, Wen Zhiyu wanted to pull her back, but he had no strength left and was plunged into endless darkness.
He only felt that his body became lighter and left this world, and then returned to this world.
And before his eyes was a raging fire.
He seemed to be trapped in the fire. He wanted to open the door, but as soon as he got close, his body went directly from the inside of the door to the outside.
He looked down at his slightly transparent hands. Is he dead?
It’s better to die. Then she won’t be so angry.
"Ahem... A woman's cough came from inside. The sound seemed familiar. Wen Zhiyu looked over.
“Jiaojiao!?”
The woman struggled to crawl to the door, banging on it with her hands, her voice weak: "Is there...anyone there?"
No one answered her.
There was a tilted wine glass on the table with a little wine still in it. At this time, the woman seemed to have thought of something. She used her long nails to desperately knock on the door, trying to open it, but the doors and windows were nailed shut from the outside, and no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.
Wen Zhiyu shouted anxiously, "Help! Come and help me save her!"
He walked through the wooden door and then through the palace wall, trying to find someone who could see him and help him.
However, he saw Pei Lu, who was holding An Ning in his arms, watching the fire growing bigger and bigger with a gloating look on his face.
He looked at his body again in confusion.
It seemed like I understood something at that moment.
He fell silent and walked towards the court based on his own feelings. Sure enough, the ground was covered with blood and corpses.
Gu Congning held a spear and fought with the group of people in purple.
He saw himself.
He sat there looking down, watching the river of blood outside, playing with his jade ring.
Everything seems to be under control.
He was like a bystander, watching the plan he had once imagined unfold at this moment.
Gu Congning died, and General Gu Yuncheng also died.
He returned to Jinhua Palace. The fire inside was still burning. A beam was pressing down on the woman. Her nails were broken and her fingers were covered in blood, almost to the point of exposing her bones.
He didn't know how she died...
Was it the poisoned wine on the table, the beam crashing down on her, the thick smoke filling the room, or the pain in her hand...
In the end, she lay there quietly, no longer struggling, but the fire continued to burn, gradually spreading to her body, and finally turned into ashes along with the collapsed house.
"No! Don't!"
He suddenly woke up and took a look at his surroundings. The wound on his chest ached slightly, but the most painful part was his heart...
Did he really hurt her so badly?
So she refused to forgive him when she found out that he was the one who plotted against her in the first place?
Did she die once?
"Where's the Imperial Concubine?"
The eunuch knelt on the ground, lowered his brows and said submissively, "The Imperial Noble Consort has been taken out of the palace by General Gu."
The eunuch hesitated, unsure whether he should say this: "You've been unconscious for three days, and the court is preparing to make Li Xiao the new emperor. Look at this..."
Has he been in a coma for three days?!
"If he has the ability, let him do it. What about Concubine An?"
The eunuch thought for a moment and said, "That Concubine An has been imprisoned in Fanghua Palace and she doesn't seem to be in good spirits."
Wen Zhiyu glanced at the sky and said, "Keep an eye on Concubine An, don't let her get away. I'm going to the General's Mansion."
He changed his clothes and just arrived at the street in Beijing when he saw the person he had been thinking about.
She was accompanied by Gu Yuncheng and a child who looked to be four or five years old.
They seemed to have just come out of the pastry shop next to them. She gently took out a piece of pastry and handed it to the child with a smile.
"Thank you, Auntie~"
Gu Changgong took the pastry and thanked her.
Children's eyes are very sensitive. After noticing the sight, they hid behind Gu Yunchu and pointed at where Wen Zhiyu was. "Auntie, do you know that person?"
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