Looking at her father who was gasping for air in his arms but still in a state of hypoxia, Lu Xinyi felt like his heart was twisting in a knife.
While covering the wound on Emperor Jing’s neck in a daze, she couldn’t stop crying.
This person she once called her father, even at the last moment of her life, inspired her to boldly pursue freedom. This person once gave her firmness and warmth when she was confused and vulnerable. , is this one of the few closest relatives she has in this world going to leave her now?
She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. For a moment, the grievances, loneliness, and emotional pain she had experienced since childhood were all clouded with sorrow at this moment, swallowing up her heart bit by bit!
She still wanted to use some strength to grasp this last tenderness. She reached out and touched Emperor Jing's cheek, trembling her lips, and stammered:
"Father, don't be afraid. Father, I'm going to call the doctor. Don't be afraid. Father, Niao Niao has no one to rely on. Don't leave. Father... Without you, who will care for Niao Niao in the future?" Emperor!”
Emperor Jing touched her with trembling hands. On her cheek, she wiped away her tears: "Niao Niao, life is long, in... in the emperor's house, the most helpless and lonely. Niao Niao... Father heard that you have learned the ability to protect yourself, father The emperor is very happy for you..."
After he said this, King Yi who was on the side was afraid that he would say something that he shouldn't say next, so he hurriedly said:
"Your Majesty, stop talking, save your strength, the doctor will be here soon!"
Emperor Jing took Lu Xinyi’s hand, He forced a smile on his face: "Niao Niao, when you were very young, your father always heard that... I heard that you were lonely. Unfortunately, your father was incompetent. Even if he married you off... he couldn't... It doesn’t save you from loneliness.”
Blood emerged from between her fingers, so hot and so powerful. It pushed against the palm of her hand, pushing against the waves in her heart, until the defense in her heart was broken.
She whimpered, and it was almost difficult to utter a complete sentence.
But she still managed to smile. Her eyes were dim and her throat was choking. Someone else will solve it. Father, I'll do it early. I am no longer that child, and I am not afraid of being alone anymore..."
Emperor Jing smiled, with a satisfied look in his eyes, a wish to have no worries, and the satisfaction of having no regrets in this life, Forever, without worries, let go.
In just a few days, she lost the most important partner in her life, and the two people who loved her most in her life.
It had only been a few days, and time was so fast that she was unable to get out of her last grief, and she quickly fell into another even bigger whirlpool of grief.
She wanted to call out loudly, but suddenly, for a moment, she could no longer hear any sound.
She opened her mouth wide, but there was no sound of air flowing through her throat.
Probably the most powerless thing in the world is this.
The body temperature passed from her hands bit by bit. From the firm grip at the beginning to the relaxation and stiffness of her hands, everything finally passed away.
Liu Zhang came belatedly with the doctor. After the doctor looked at it, he just shook his head and then fell to his knees.
"Your Majesty, I collapsed."
A crowd of people knelt down immediately outside the tent. Liu Zhang felt his knees go weak, his body lost its center of gravity, and he also fell to his knees.
He murmured: "No, it's not me. I didn't want to kill the king. No, it's not me..."
There was a burst of blood in her chest, and Lu Xinyi felt that the whole world had lost its voice and color. She wanted to stand up, but the weight in her hands was too heavy. She turned her head and looked at the dark place where people were kneeling, crying inside and outside the tent. Suddenly, Xiao Cong, dressed in red, opened the curtain of the tent, and a ray of dazzling sunlight shone in. There seemed to be an exclamation on her absent-minded face.
But she couldn't hear anything.
There seemed to be a force pushing on my chest. This force could not be contained or eliminated, but my thoughts could not be concentrated. It suddenly spurted out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Nipple——
That might be calling her name. She only saw Liu Zhang’s lips moving, and then the doctor who was busy.
She was fine, so she should go see her father first. His chest might still be warm.
She is really fine——
Endless darkness
Ignorance
No end
Can life continue to be numb like this? Can the mind stay asleep like this forever?
She has no motivation or ability to think.
There is only boundless emptiness and nothingness.
I have also thought about the meaning of life, and I have also tried hard to break away from the shackles of fate.
I also lay down on my back, ready to spend my long and meaningless life in confusion.
But every time I fall into the abyss, there is always a pair of hands pulling me out in the distance.
Every time I try to fall asleep, there is always a nerve that is still sensitive, and suddenly for a moment, it will sting me.
Maybe my life is not so meaningless. I still have a place worth going to, and I still have people worth going to, right?
At this moment, a trace of Tu Shansong's face suddenly flashed in her mind.
——
While Xiao Cong was delivering the soup, he wiped the soup from Xin Yi's lips with a handkerchief.
Liu Zhang stood there, at a loss. He looked at it for a long time and then said:
"Fortunately, you are taking care of Xin Yi. Is she okay?"
Xiao Cong scooped up another spoonful of medicinal soup, put it to his mouth and blew on it. : "The princess lost her best friend and her father. She was originally a person who was loved by thousands of people."
Liu Zhang looked at it for a long time, what he wanted to say rolled around in his throat many times, and finally he said it. To spit out quickly:
"No, if you don't count me, there are only a few."
After that, he walked out of the door. The bell rang three times. He took off his shirt and walked onto the execution ground shirtless.
Wang Yi was training soldiers on the school field under the execution ground. When he turned around, he saw his son being hung in the air, with bright red whip marks all over his body, and soldiers on his side were beating him constantly.
He asked the soldier on the side: "How long has the captain been like this?"
The soldier raised his eyes and frowned at the execution ground: "Come back to the old general, the captain has been like this every day since his death. That's it. He didn't allow others to come close, saying that he should have died, but the soldiers could not live without the captain. He could only wait for the princess to wake up before convicting him and deciding his life or death."
King Yi sighed: "My son is too young after all."
How can we live up to others and the world in this life?