Mountains and rivers hand in hand, smile for you

The palace turned upside down is really suitable to describe it, Jing Huan didn't feel much, he hid back to the small courtyard to sleep and didn't care about anything.

Those who should come will always come, but at that time, I hope Shang Ji, you still remember what you said.

For three whole days, Jing Huan never left the small courtyard, and Shang Ji never stepped into the gate of this small courtyard.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. When Shang Ji led everyone into the small courtyard, Jing Huan didn't have much expression on his face. He leaned against the door frame, looked at Shang Ji, and smiled faintly.

"Baili Jinghuan accepts the order!" An eunuch next to Shang Ji shouted, with obvious contempt in his tone.

"Speak up if you have something to say!" Jing Huan said lightly, without moving his body at all.

The little eunuch glared at Jing Huan fiercely, spread out the imperial decree, and read aloud gloatingly: "Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: Give poison to Baili Jinghuan, the son of the subjugated country. Drink a glass of wine."

Son of a Subjugated Country?

Jing Huan looked at Shang Ji's indifferent face from the beginning to the end, and his heart was full of admiration. He should have thought of it a long time ago, shouldn't he?But why does my heart still hurt so much?

Shang Ji, from the beginning to the end, are you unwilling to even give me an explanation?After taking me back, he left in a hurry. Did he want me to die the next time we met?

"You said you would protect me, but you forgot." Jing Huan said with his eyes empty, as if facing the air.

Seeing Jing Huan in such despair, Shang Ji turned his face away in pain and said, "Come here, give me wine!"

Jing Huan looked at Shang Ji mockingly: "Could it be that you forgot about me..."

"I know!" Shang Ji hastily interrupted what Jing Huan was about to say.

"Then you..." At that moment, Jing Huan seemed to understand what Shang Ji wanted to do. He was a little excited at that time, and his eyes became brighter. He looked at the glass of wine and took it over, but when he took it, The moment he came over, he was stunned, desperate, in pain, and seemed to be overwhelmed by destruction. He held the door railing a little unsteadily, and looked at Shang Ji with despairing eyes.

Shang Ji thought that Jing Huan had seen what he meant and was about to feel relieved, but when Jing Huan looked at him with that desperate look in his eyes, he froze.

"This is..." Jing Huan will never forget its taste even when he dies. This is "poison", the only poison that can kill him.medicine.

"Do you really want me to die?" Jing Huan suddenly thought of something, and he asked tremblingly, "Have you recovered your memory?"

Shang Ji didn't know why he suddenly asked this, maybe to reassure Jing Huan, he nodded slowly.

Jing Huan's head almost exploded with a bang. If you said it was careless, maybe he wouldn't be so sad and wanted to die, but you just remembered.

"Even if you remember, do you want to kill me?"

"Shang Ji, you once promised me that if someone wants my life one day, you will use your life to protect me, but what I didn't expect is that the person who wants my life is you..."

Tears flowed down her cheeks, Jing Huan looked at Shang Ji in pain, and asked word by word: "I admit defeat to this bet, forgive me for not being able to fulfill my promise."

After finishing speaking, Jing Huan raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.

Jing Huan walked towards Shang Ji step by step, his body seemed to be no longer his own, and he could almost clearly feel that he was disappearing.

"Shang Ji, I met you when I was ten years old, but I never expected to fall in love with you."

"But I have no regrets, Yan Chu is not dead yet, right? I know, please let him go in the future, if you can, please take good care of him."

Shang Ji froze there, Jing Huan, what are you talking about?Last words?Something seems wrong.

"Yan Ling, I'm sorry for her. Please bring her back. She has no relatives, no reason, and nothing. If you can, please take good care of her."

"There are four people in the southeast, northwest, and you must know them. They have been with me for a short time. Let them go away and live a good life."

"And my father, my master..."

"Jing Huan, what are you talking about?" Shang Ji frowned displeased.

When Jing Huan approached slowly, Shang Ji realized something was wrong.

It seems that Jing Huan is becoming more and more transparent?

Shang Ji picked up Jing Huan who was about to fall to the ground in horror, and fear permeated his heart. He hurriedly shouted to the surroundings: "Send to the imperial physician! Quickly pass on to the imperial physician!"

Everyone around panicked, what happened to the emperor today?

"No, there's no need." Jing Huan said, tugging on Shang Ji's sleeve with great effort.

"Jing Huan, what's wrong with you?" Shang Ji grabbed Jing Huan's hand and asked in horror.

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Huan smiled wryly, "Don't you know I'm going to die?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Aren't you invulnerable to all poisons! How could you die!"

"Heh!" Jing Huan was unable to argue with him anymore, was it the reason why he was about to die?It seems that now he doesn't feel so much pain in his heart.

"What the hell is going on? Why are you becoming more and more transparent?"

"Can't you see? I'm disappearing..." Jing Huan said with a faint smile.

"What did you say?" Shang Ji was taken aback, "Disappear, disappear?" How could it disappear?

"Heh!" Jing Huan said with a bitter smile, "Who can I blame if I knew it was fire, but I bumped into it anyway? It seems that I understand the feeling of moths! Shang Ji."

"Stop talking!" Shang Ji was terrified and wanted to stop it.

"Listen to me! Cough... I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't talk now..."

"Where is the imperial doctor! Where are they all dead!" Shang Ji roared violently.

For the first time, Shang Ji got so angry for himself.

"Seven years ago, I fell in love with you. I was only 13 years old at that time. I didn't understand the feeling of missing you, and the feeling of wanting to see you every moment. Seven years later, I came back The first thing I did was to look for you. I found you. You are so tall. You were obviously not that tall when you were young. Do you know how happy and excited I was at that time! But you don’t remember me...you don’t Remember me..." Jing Huan's tears ran down his cheeks, the pain and discomfort at that time flashed across his heart one by one, his heart was so uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shang Ji apologized in a panic.

"I'm sorry...it's okay, Shang Ji, I don't care anymore. Yan Chu is not dead, right?"

Shang Ji nodded: "He's not dead, don't you want to see him? I'll take you there."

Jing Huan shook his head with difficulty.

"You won't die! I'll take you to find your master!" Shang Ji picked up Jing Huan and hurried out.

"Put me down!" Jing Huan shouted with difficulty.

Shang Ji was taken aback, and put Jing Huan down in his arms.

"Shang Ji, do you love me now?"

Shang Ji froze there, he didn't know if he loved it.

"I see." Jing Huan lowered his eyes, "But I love you."

My heart was shocked, what is this feeling?The heart seemed to be beating rapidly, and the throbbing feeling shocked Shang Ji, and he was at a loss.

"Shang Ji, goodbye..."

Jing Huan was smiling when he left, and then gradually disappeared, Shang Ji held the air, and Zheng froze on the spot.

My heart is empty, what has disappeared, disappeared, and will never come back.

Shang Ji sat at the door outside the small courtyard, looking at the courtyard with empty eyes.

The court ladies and eunuchs looked at him in horror and anxiety, and the imperial physician anxiously surrounded Shang Ji, wanting to step forward but dared not.They seemed to be talking, but why couldn't he hear anything?Why is there no Jing Huan in this yard?There is no reclining chair in the yard, and his figure is not leaning against the door, where is Jing Huan?Did Jing Huan really disappear?

"Your Majesty?" the Imperial Physician Shangguan Hong exclaimed with some trepidation.

Shang Ji's eyes gradually became in focus, he stood up staggeringly, and looked at Shangguan Hong absentmindedly.

Shangguan Hong was so frightened by this look that he was speechless for a long time, what happened to the emperor?

"Where did Jing Huan go?" Shang Ji asked in a daze, looking through Shangguan Hong to the door in the courtyard.

I still remember that I am carrying poison.When Yao came to find Jing Huan, Jing Huan lazily leaned against the door and looked at his eyes so attractively. At that time, he thought that after this matter was over, he would be with him for the rest of his life.

"Back to the emperor, Mr. Jing...has...asked the emperor to express his condolences." Shangguan Hong was also very sad in his heart. Mr. Jing treated them very well and taught them a lot of knowledge. The people in Tai Hospital have long regarded Mr. Jing as a god Now that they confessed, when they found out that Jing Huan was actually the prince of Baili Kingdom, although they were surprised, they never thought of betraying them, since they all came back, why did they die like this?

"He's gone..." Shang Ji stared blankly ahead.

Shangguan really couldn't bear to see the emperor in such pain, so he said: "Maybe the emperor can go to the ghost doctor to try."

Shang Ji's eyes lit up, and he slowly recovered his spirits, looking for Jing Huan's master!He will definitely know how to find Jing Huan!

"Prepare the horse!" Shang Ji hurried out.

Shang Ji hurried on the road overnight, and the next morning, he arrived outside the cabin where he had been before, and Shang Ji rushed in. Fortunately, this time, the ghost hand was sleeping inside.

Shang Ji stepped forward to wake him up, and the disturbed ghost stared at Shang Ji with dissatisfaction: "What's wrong this time? Could it be that something happened to my apprentice again?"

Looking at Shang Ji's pale face and nodding, the ghost hand stood up from the bed with a "swoosh" and stared at Shang Ji, saying fiercely, "Where are you? Take me there!"

Shang Ji palely shook his head.

A lump in the ghost's hand: "What's wrong with him?"

"Isn't Jing Huan invulnerable to all poisons? How come..."

"What did you say?" Ghost Hand was stunned and asked tremblingly, "Did he disappear?"

Shang Ji looked at the ghost hand and nodded: "What's going on?"

With a pale face, the ghost hand staggered back a few steps.

"Is this retribution? I won't leave a single disciple for me..." Guishou looked at the sky in a daze, "Bai Ling, I'm the one who's sorry for you! You can just find me, why do you always look for my disciples?" ? Isn’t one death enough…”

"Sir, what's going on? Jing Huan..." Can he come back?

Ghost Hand shook his head sadly: "Jing Huan disappeared, so he can't come back, never come back."