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"Does the hand still hurt?" Nan Zhiyi gently put his hand on the palm, the eye-catching red marks were still very scary, "It doesn't hurt anymore," Jiang Li moved his fingers, not very flexible yet.

At night, the imperial physician came to report in a hurry, "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu secretly asked me to prescribe abortion pills, but I dare not,"

"I see," Nan Zhiyi watched as Jiang Li fell asleep, "Chuan Concubine Shu, come here."

Concubine Shu knelt down in front of him in fear, "Your Majesty, I don't know how I got pregnant. It's been just over a month. Don't worry, I will have an abortion right away." In fact, today is really an untimely time, full of disasters and disasters.

"Leave it," Nan Zhiyi said softly, "What are you talking about?" Concubine Shu was a little shocked, it was impossible to raise someone else's blood.

"I said I want you to give birth," Nan Zhiyi looked at the people in the mattress, anyway, he will not have any more children, after all, he is of royal blood, and he will raise them himself, "You go down first, remember to take good care of the baby .”

"Yes," Concubine Shu looked at Nan Zhiyi, he had changed, the former him never put anyone in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, Nan Zhiyi went to bed gently after finishing the memorial, never wanting to meet a pair of clear eyes, "I woke you up,"

"Can't sleep," Jiang Li said softly, he heard Nan Zhiyi's words, could it be that he didn't even want a child because of him, but he is the emperor.

"Don't look at me like that," Nan Zhiyi kissed his lips tenderly, carefully and tenderly, "I will want you," although even he was a little contemptuous, this request was too beastly, Jiang Li's hurt It didn't take long to raise it.

"I'll be very light, okay?" Nan Zhiyi carefully tested, and kissed the slight scars on his back tenderly like water, heart-wrenching and uncomfortable, all the scars on his body were caused by him.

Jiang Li felt a drop of clear tears fall on his back, warm and hot, silent silence, some regrets are doomed, but the love is deep and the relationship is shallow.

"Does it hurt?" Nan Zhiyi was gentle and did not dare to use force, "It doesn't hurt." Jiang Li lay on the pillow, with black hair entangled between the mattress, squinting slightly, this is the most gentle time you have ever done.

"That's good, remember to tell me if you feel uncomfortable," the doting tone made the person's whole body soft.

After surviving the hot summer, Jiang Li relied on medicine almost every day to continue his life, but no matter how many precious medicinal materials he took, it was all in vain.

Jiang Li was sleepy for longer and longer, and his appetite became worse and worse. Even if he couldn't eat, he still forced himself to eat a few more mouthfuls, "A Li," Nan Zhiyi said with him all day long, losing weight day by day.

Even the court ladies and ministers felt that Nan Zhiyi was too irritable and terrified all day long. His cruel and ruthless eyes made everyone tremble with fear. Every day, it was like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, and Jiang Li even asked for help.

However, Jiang Li could only see Nan Zhiyi, whose eyes were full of gentleness. He even had to eat and bathe himself. Most of the time, he had to spend time with him. He was taking care of him like a child.

"This trivial matter can't be done well, what use do I want you to be?" Jiang Li stood outside the door of the imperial study, and heard his furious voice, "What your majesty admonished is, but three days are too short, and I panic," The ministers knelt in a row, Nan Zhiyi, who was moody, was even more difficult to serve than the late emperor.

"Your Majesty," Jiang Li pushed the door open, "Who told you to come?" Nan Zhiyi walked over quickly, glanced coldly at the courtiers on the ground, so bold that he dared to lay his mind on Jiang Li.

"I just want to see you," Jiang Li took his hand and smiled softly, "You all go down," Nan Zhiyi gently waved.

Relieved, several people fled one after another, and looked at Jiang Li gratefully, the empress really lived up to the name of disaster.

"This imperial study looks good," Jiang Li walked slowly to the bookshelf, "Jiang Li," Nan Zhiyi hugged him from behind, now that his skinny bones could hit him, he was worried all day long, but he didn't dare to show it half point.

"Zhiyi, I believe in the way of being a king. You know better than me, but I don't want you to affect your emotions because of me. They are afraid of you, but I will love you." Jiang Li held his hand, "I I know you are not such a person, if you are sad, you can tell me, "

"I'm so sad," Nan Zhiyi whispered in his ear, suffering and guilty all day long, watching his lover lose weight day by day, but powerless, "I feel that I am useless, even the person I love Can't protect, "

"Then I'll accompany you to a drink," Jiang Li turned around gently, maybe fate is so cruel, always inadvertently stabbing a knife in your heart, and there is no blood yet.

"Okay," Nan Zhiyi put his arms around his shoulders, and walked slowly back to the dormitory. It was rare to have a long conversation. They had known each other for so long, and they never had time to have a good chat.

"Do you know, when I first married into the palace, I thought you were a very scumbag, and later I got angry with you on purpose, I thought you must hate me very much," Jiang Li looked at Nan Zhiyi slightly Upturned lips.

"It's all my fault," Nan Zhiyi poured Jiang Li half a glass of wine, "Zhiyi, you have done a lot to me, I was punished because you deserve it, I don't regret it, and I don't want you to do it for me." So sad and guilty, do you understand?"

"A Li, but I regret it, I regret it every day, why I saw you but didn't recognize you, why I didn't drive Mu Jinghong away earlier, why I didn't protect you well," Nan Zhiyi The gentle embrace, the suppressed voice trembling a little, the torment beyond living, is the deepest punishment for him, "I would rather not have this throne, I only want you to live,"

"Zhiyi," Jiang Li sighed softly, this is the situation he is most afraid of, "If you look at me unhappy, let me go, I will leave you,"

"No, it's the first time in my Nan Zhiyi's life that I love someone. If you're gone, how am I going to live," Nan Zhiyi said in a deep voice, "I want to see you smile, I know it's not your fault, You are human and you cannot predict the future, if you blame yourself, I will not feel at ease," Jiang Li said softly, he really can't comfort people, "There are always shadows in life, but I don't want you to be trapped in the shadows forever, "

"A Li," Nan Zhiyi listened carefully to his words, kind and gentle, and at this time, he would comfort him in turn, "I will be obedient, don't worry about me."

"I knew that Your Majesty understands righteousness," Jiang Li poured him a glass of wine, believing that time could forget everything, and he was just a passerby after all.

"You, go slower in your next life, and I will come to marry you later." Nan Zhiyi gently kissed his lips, how could he pay off what he owed.

Some people will only become the white moonlight in front of the window and the cinnabar mole in their hearts after years and years, and they will still shed tears every time they dream back at midnight.

"Husband, play a piece of music for me," Jiang Li leaned on his lap, smiling slightly, exhausting all his strength.

"Okay," Nan Zhiyi played the piano gracefully, the tune was full of sadness, and tears fell silently.

The moonlight that night was extremely beautiful, above the high-rise building, the watery moonlight shone on the two of them, the sky was full of stars, and occasionally meteors fell, fleeting, Nan Zhiyi was unconscious until the early morning.

The dawn light reflected the dead silence in his eyes, after that night, Jiang Li never woke up again.

This separation had been brewing for a long time, but in the end there was only silent hysteria, and the sky was filled with dim stars. Since then, there has been no light in his eyes.

It turns out that the heartache is so extreme that you can't cry out. It probably means that one day your soul will be taken away suddenly, leaving only a walking dead, lingering on your last breath.

Nan Zhiyi carried Jiang Li to the Empress Ceremony, and was buried in the imperial mausoleum. His sleeping face was still gentle, and he seemed to be able to hear his gentle voice, which was the last sentence he said to him: Promise me, be good live.

How happy is life, what fear is there in death, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, endless loneliness.

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The prince is destined to die alone, the author expresses that he does not want the blade, please let it go