Forced to die for his loyalty, he was reborn in the arms of the cold and cruel regent!

"You and I are both extremely sleepy. It seems that this chess game will not have an end for the time being. Why don't we seal it first and fight again another day." Qi Sui'an said with a chuckle.

"Since the prince has made such a request, I dare not disobey." Shen Mengyao called Cuiwei over and wrote down the positions of the chess pieces with her hands before sealing the chess game.

"Go ahead." Qi Sui'an took a sip of tea, the aroma of the tea was fragrant, but it was not like the tea he usually drank.

Bei Lan then reported: "Li Junfeng drowned the two of them in a pond for adultery. Before Meng Yuehuan died, she was filled with resentment and cursed, being disrespectful to the princess, and even said that she would not let you go even if she became a ghost."

"How can there be ghosts in the world?" Shen Mengyao shook her head lightly, a smile flashed across her face: "Let her go."

Bei Lan continued, "Li Junfeng was probably involved in this incident, but he is seriously ill. Today, he was at the scene of the sinking pond, vomiting blood and fainting. He probably won't live for many days."

"Then there's no need to send him to jail. Since he's going to die, just go with him. Sentence the other accomplices one by one, and this matter will be concluded." Shen Mengyao took a deep breath.

She had been on high alert, thinking that Li Junfeng would find a backer in the court, help him rise to prominence, and then take revenge on the Duke's family. Now it seems that all her worries were unnecessary.

However, this way, she had no way to follow the clues and find the person who colluded with Li Junfeng to frame her father, which was also distressing.

Qi Sui'an saw the distress in her expression and thought she was feeling sorry for Li Junfeng. He felt uncomfortable and stood up with a snort: "If that's the case, then it's time for me to leave."

Shen Mengyao came back to her senses and did not notice his abnormal mood. She smiled and said softly, "My Lord, I will take you down. Take care."

At this time, it was already bustling outside.

Just then, Xiao Qi saw her coming down and immediately called her.

"Princess, someone just sent a letter over, saying it was for you. I was thinking of giving it to you."

"Oh, really?" Shen Mengyao walked over quickly and shook slightly when she saw the handwriting on the envelope.

Isn't this Li Junfeng's handwriting? How dare he write to her? It must be some "good words" before he died. She was in no mood to read these.

Allowing him to die with dignity is already a great mercy to him!

She smiled wistfully, and when she looked up and was about to throw the envelope away, she saw Qi Suian still standing at the door, looking at her with a complicated pair of cold and deep eyes.

Shen Mengyao couldn't understand the look in his eyes, but she just smiled and said softly, "My Lord, are you not leaving yet?"

Qi Sui'an came back to his senses, his eyes narrowed and calm.

He said nothing and left the place in big strides.

Shen Mengyao handed her the envelope: "Throw it into the kitchen and burn it!"

Xiao Qi raised his eyes and asked cautiously: "Princess, don't you want to take a look?"

Shen Mengyao shook her head. "There's no need to read it. Whether he wants to abuse me or beg for mercy and forgiveness, it's meaningless. He has long been a stranger to me. If he hadn't shot me again and again, I'm afraid I would never want to hear any news about him in my life."

Xiao Qi admired her very much: "Princess, you really can let go."

"I forgot. People outside should call me the Second Young Master." Shen Mengyao smiled and yawned: "I am tired too. I need to sleep for a while."

After saying this, she walked quickly out the door, her figure extremely free and easy.

The only tree in the small courtyard was slowly turning yellow. Under the east window, Li Junfeng forced himself to open the window, his face pale and weak.

Zhu walked in quickly. His health was a little better, but not much better. She just forced herself to get up and make a bowl of tonic soup and placed it in front of him.

"Don't be so stubborn, drink it."

"Is anyone coming?" Li Junfeng asked anxiously.

He was about to die, and he was calm before his death, but there were too many things in his heart that made him unable to let go of her. He wanted to see Shen Mengyao again, or at least apologize to her in person. She said that she had not protected him well in this life, and that they had not been able to be together well. This regret could only be made up in the next life.

Zhu sighed, tears streaming down her face.

"No, stop talking and drink this bowl of medicine carefully."

Li Junfeng waved his hands and lay flat on the bed. He started coughing suddenly again. This time, he vomited more and more blood, and it seemed like he couldn't stop. He knew that this was a sign that the poison had entered his internal organs. He would not live long, perhaps today.

The backflow of blood choked him and he could hardly breathe. He lay on the bed, gasping for breath.

"Mom, I was really wrong, so wrong. Mengyao, she will never forgive me in her life. Now I know that I treated Mengyao like that for a vicious woman. I regret it so much!"

"Okay, stop talking!" Zhu was heartbroken and hugged his neck tightly: "Son, don't give up on yourself. What should I do if you die?"

"Go and ask Mengyao for help. She is a good person. If we cannot be together in this life, if there is a chance in the next life, I will hold her in my hands and take good care of her." Li Junfeng said this with difficulty. He regretted it, but it was too late.

His eyes stared fiercely outside the yard, wanting to see that familiar figure appear in front of the window again, calling his name softly with the shyness of a young girl.

"Junfeng..."

But in the blink of an eye, the figure in front of the window disappeared in an instant, like a wisp of smoke. He stretched out his hand and muttered.

"Mengyao, you came to see me?"

His vision became increasingly blurry, and darkness enveloped him. However, because of that shadow, a smile appeared on his face.

"Junfeng!"

The cry that tore apart his life resounded through the sky.

Zhu cried loudly, unable to speak: "Junfeng, how could you leave your mother like this?"

The person lying on the bed was also lifeless, with only a pair of eyes wide open watching the falling leaves outside the window, but without any perception.

The person he was waiting for would never show up.

Zhu wailed incessantly.

All her hopes, everything she had worked so hard for might have collapsed long ago, but until this moment, the hope in her heart was completely gone!

After crying enough, she had a determined look in her eyes. She returned to her room and took out a three-foot long white silk. It was funny to say that she wanted to strangle Shen Mengyao with this white silk before, but now, it became her burial purpose.

She hung on the beam, made up her mind, kicked the bench away, and put the weight of her body on her neck. At that moment, she did not struggle at all, but just burst into tears and regretted her decision.

"Junfeng, mother is here to accompany you. I will not let you be alone on the road to the underworld."