"How... heartless."
Lu Ling felt regretful, but his eyes were bright and full of obsession.
He regretted that he could not win the favor of the empress in front of him, but what he loved was her ruthlessness.
She should be like this, high and mighty, looking down on everyone, appearing ruthless and arrogant, but actually full of madness in her bones.
He couldn't have her love, and neither could anyone else.
He gently climbed over the parapet, blocking the empress's view and forcing her to look at his face.
"Do I have a pretty face?"
Xiao Li replied: "It looks good."
Lu Ling smiled and reached out to Xiao Li.
Xiao Li was not afraid and reached out to help.
Lu Ling smiled even brighter: "Your Majesty, are you not afraid of death?"
Xiao Li: "You can't kill me."
The next moment, her palm moved slightly forward.
Lu Ling paused his smile and lowered his head in disbelief. There was no wound or blood on his heart, but he felt as if he had been stabbed hard. He clearly felt his life slipping away.
What he cared about at the first moment was not that the empress would kill him, but that he covered his face and turned his back to Xiao Li.
"Don't look...just go...I..."
He didn't finish his words because the feeling of suffocation made him fall back heavily.
Instead of falling to the ground, he was held by someone.
He knew who was hugging him, but he didn't dare to covet the long-awaited tenderness, and instead covered his face tightly.
"Go away... please..."
Cracks appeared on his face, which he was so proud of. The passing of his life was not enough to scare him, but he just didn't want Xiao Li to see him like this.
A hand grasped his, and a fragrant handkerchief was placed on his face.
At the end of his life, he felt a gentle kiss on his forehead and the empress sighed: "I said that you will die with your eyes closed."
Only after the empress left did Jiang Zhou, who was in the dark, dare to go up. Looking at Lu Ling lying on the ground, he was silent for a long time before he lifted the handkerchief covering his face.
The cracks on Lu Ling's face had spread to the wings of his nose. The skin exposed in the cracks was dry and cracked, so deep that the bones were visible, looking hideous and terrifying.
The poison in his body has not been cured at all, and may have even worsened. I don’t know what means he used to give himself such a beautiful appearance, but it’s all an illusion, and he has to pay a huge price for it.
He came to the capital seeking death.
He died at the hands of the Empress, his eyes closed and a smile on his lips.
"You got what you asked for."
He had always thought that he would die at the hands of the Empress, and now not only was he killed by the Empress herself, he also died in her arms, and even got a kiss from her.
It's a huge profit.
He was silent for a long time. The night wind made him almost as cold as the people on the ground. Then he took out the medicine bottle from his body, poured all the medicine into his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty.
He slowly got up, bent down and carried the man up. The handkerchief covering his face fell to the ground. Jiang Zhou hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up and stuffed it into Lu Ling's clothes.
Being brothers is not as valuable as a kiss from the Empress. It's really heartbreaking.
"Even though you're a piece of shit, I won't bother with you. We're brothers, and I'll definitely buy you a coffin."
"I'll widen and enlarge it as you requested, but you don't care about my life or death at all. How big a hole should I dig?"
"Why should I be your brother? I have to dig a hole and bury you on New Year's Eve. I owed you in my past life, right?"
"I must bury you in the East Mountain, and after I die, I will be buried in the West Mountain. We shall never see each other again, whether alive or dead."
After walking for a while, Jiang Zhou became more and more angry. "No, I will find you in my next life. You must pay me back what you owe me in this life, a thousand times over!"
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