Yili looked at him, then shook her head, "They complement each other."
Then she looked at Di Junlan and said, "This is her fate."
When His Majesty was born, she died for him; when His Majesty died, she brought him back to life.
Di Junlan knew that this life was something he had forced, and his face showed a pained expression, his voice trembling, "How much time does she have left?"
"Two years."
"May Your Majesty mourn at the appropriate time."
Emperor Junlan: "Thank you."
Two years.
Forty-eight years old.
Not yet fifty.
How old was he when he died in his previous life?
She seems to be forty-eight years old.
They complement and reinforce each other.
Ah Jin changed like this to help him.
If there is an afterlife, I hope Ah Jin never meets him again...
On the night Murong Jin fell into a coma, a certain man lay by her bedside, his heart breaking as he cried.
Zhao Delin stood outside and sighed as he listened to the soft sobs.
well.
...
"Hit him!!"
"Hit him!!"
Murong Jin slightly opened her eyes and saw several children bullying a thin boy.
His face was filthy, making it difficult to see clearly, but his eyes were clean and clear, yet they also carried a hint of malice...
Then came an angry shout, "What are you doing?"
A eunuch's voice rang out. Murong Jin looked over and saw a "girl" standing next to the eunuch, dressed in a light blue dress.
“We are disciplining this servant.”
One child kicked the other, saying, "You lowly servants dare to stop us?"
The eunuch glanced at the "girl" beside him, "Young master..."
Just as one child was about to kick the other in the face, he was suddenly kicked away by a figure that appeared out of nowhere...
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