My harem is on fire

Shen Junzhao died in front of Zinan, how would he explain to Yongli?

What's more, there are still a bunch of people staring at him, afraid that he is not dead, and want to go forward and stab Shen Junzhao a few more times.

Zi Nan didn't even think about it, and escaped with Shen Junzhao covered in blood.

Can't go back to the palace, can't be known by Yongli.

Shen Junzhao is a member of the Yan clan, and he has seen the vitality of the Yan clan. Even if an arrow is shot in the heart, he may not die.

Zi Nan didn't dare to think about what would happen to Yongli after hearing the news, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen to Yongli after Shen Junzhao really died.

Since he practiced Buddhism, he has been abstaining from joy and anger, but at this moment he couldn't help scolding: "Shen Junzhao, how can you bully him like this! How can you be sure that he won't go with you!"

Shen Junzhao was indeed certain that Yongli would not go with him.

He knew that Yongli valued love and righteousness, and would not abandon his subjects or Yan Junyue.

Yongli would live, but Shen Junzhao never thought that living like this was more terrifying than dying.

Zinan tried everything, even went to ask his master overnight, but unfortunately, Shen Junzhao was poisoned and his internal organs were severely injured, plus he didn't have the slightest desire to survive, so there was no cure for it.

For half a month, Zinan tried day and night to bring Shen Junzhao back from the gate of hell, but it was a pity that this was already beyond human power.

Shen Junzhao died: his breathing stopped, his heartbeat was stagnant, and there was no breath flowing in his meridians.

Even the people of the Yan clan can't repair such a fatal injury.

Zinan visited the six prefectures in the Wilderness, and after learning that the face of the Yan tribe would remain immortal for a hundred years after death, he completely gave up.

The wound on Shen Junzhao's body was shocking, but his body showed no signs of decay, and he still seemed alive.

It's hard for Zi to take the pulse time and time again, and infuse the inner force again and again, but Shen Junzhao is silent, and all the signs are gone, like a beautiful painting, empty and lifeless.

After all, it is still powerless.

Zinan was surprised to find that more than half a month had passed, he was afraid that Yongli would fall ill, so he hurried back.

Unexpectedly, Yongli has been in a coma with a high fever since he got the news, and he couldn't take the soup and medicine. Now his body has been overdrawn to the limit.

——How can you be sure that he won't go with you!

Zi Nan hated Shen Junzhao so much, and also hated his stupid self to death.

Yongli finally saw Shen Junzhao, who was sleeping next to Yan Junyue in the secret room of Yonghuang Palace.

Zinan changed him into clean clothes, and he lay there quietly, his ink hair scattered all over the bed, his face as gentle as jade, as if he would open his eyes in the next moment, the dark eyes would reflect Yongli, and he would call softly Him: "Your Majesty."

Yongli's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "Azhao."

Don't overdo it, I can't bear to look at it.

Yongli stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched Shen Junzhao's cheek. The cold touch was like flames, burning his fingertips with pain.

Stretched for half a month, fantasized for half a month, and held on for half a month.

At this moment, Yongli couldn't bear it any longer, and lay down in front of the couch, weeping uncontrollably.

Zi Nan spoke with difficulty: "Your Majesty, my condolences."

Yongli couldn't hear anything, he had never lost his composure like this in his life, even when his mother died and his father died, he never cried so darkly.

After his mother left, he had to live well, because his mother told him to take care of his father for him.

After his father passed away, he had to live well, because his father told him to be diligent in government and love the people.

Now even Shen Junzhao doesn't want him anymore.

Why does he keep losing loved ones all the time.

Why always leave him alone.

Isn't he the Ninth Five-Year Lord, isn't he the lord of the world, doesn't he have the top power in the world?

Why can't he even wake up or protect the one he loves.

Yongli fainted from crying, Zinan tried to take him back to the bedroom, but as soon as he touched him, Yongli immediately opened his eyes: "I won't go."

Zi's ​​heart was pierced like a knife: "Mr. Shen is gone, you ruined yourself like this..."

Yongli firmly held Shen Junzhao's hand, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sentence: "Let me accompany him."

What else can Zi Nan say?

He was both guilty and distressed.

It's a pity that any gatha can't explain Yongli.

——Let go of this obsession, and Yong Li's fate will not be long.

Yongli didn't know how long he had been crying, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting withered before the collapse. He never dared to touch Shen Junzhao more, or even look at him. Losing him, as if that would keep him.

Zinan stood upright for a long time, then sat cross-legged in meditation, silently reciting the Diamond Sutra.

All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way.

Life is like a dream, joy, sorrow, and joy are phantoms, success and failure are like morning dew, wealth and prosperity are like lightning, all obsessions are nothing but flowers in the mirror, and everything in the world is like flowing water, changing all the time.

Why bother with persistence, why bother with pain.

Finally Yongli stopped crying, he leaned against Shen Junzhao's hand, and said softly, "Is he complaining about me?"

"Three years ago, I insisted on going my own way and insisted on dying for him. Is he also so sad?"

"I lied to him, and he lied to me, so it's clear?"

"I came back alive, will he wake up too?"