The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

Although she still had to die in the end, she said in her heart when she closed her eyes, if there is an afterlife, if God has mercy.

Rong Yu, I will never plot against you again, I will spend my whole life to atone for my sins.

Puff!

The sound of sharp arrows piercing into the flesh came, blood splashed, and the warm touch made Nan Xi open her eyes. Rong Yu hugged her with one hand. He was already exhausted and could not resist the arrows flying like a net. No matter how powerful he was, he was just a flesh and blood body.

Nan Xi's eyes became hotter and hotter.

Rong Yu, Rong Yu, you are such a noble and arrogant person, how good it would be if you were not plotted?

How could the insidious emperor be your opponent?

His Majesty the Emperor had carefully prepared for this night for a long time. He knew better than anyone that even if the Imperial Guards were dispatched, the Regent could not be easily captured. Therefore, almost all the archers in the army came out, just to put the Regent to death in one fell swoop.

Just let Nan Xi be buried with him, but I don't know whether it was the emperor's idea or Gu Qingshu's request.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

When they both fell to the ground, Nan Xi held Rong Yu's face, and tears dripped on his neck. The man raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the more he wiped, the more tears came: "Don't cry."

She broke down and cried, heartbroken: "Rong Yu, I hurt you, I hurt you!"

Her tears fell into the bathtub, and a breeze blew in from the slightly opened window. Nan Xi's skin was slightly cold and she woke up instantly.

She raised her hand to wipe away the water stains from the corners of her eyes and sighed softly.

What an unpleasant memory.

She stood up and stepped out of the bathtub, dried her body, put on a soft and loose nightgown, and walked barefoot to the bronze mirror, looking at the reflection of a girl's beautiful and delicate face in the mirror.

Sixteen years old is the best time in a woman's life.

Nan Xi curled her lips. She should be thankful that many tragedies have not happened yet. The new emperor has ascended the throne and is still young. It is a dream for him to plot against Rong Yu in this life.

As for Gu Qingshu's career... let it end here. People like him are only worthy of being a servant.

"Miss." The maid walked into the inner hall in a panic and took out Nan Xi's embroidered shoes. "Why don't you wear shoes? What if you catch a cold..."

Nan Xi was about to speak when a man in a black robe walked in from outside the hall. He saw Nan Xi standing barefoot in front of the mirror, frowned slightly, and walked up to her quickly and hugged her.

"Prince." Nan Xi turned her head to look at him, and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "I'm not cold."

"We haven't gotten married yet, you can't write a divorce letter yet." There was no expression on his noble and handsome face, and Rong Yu's voice sounded dull, "So if you want to write a divorce letter to this king, you have to get married first."

Nan Xi was stunned, and then she remembered what she said to him when she just woke up in the morning.

He had such a long reaction time that he only realized at night that a divorce letter can only be written between husband and wife?

"Rong Yu." She smiled lightly, with a hint of sigh, "Do you like me?"

If he didn't like me, how could he let her scheme in his previous life?

What kind of woman did he, the regent, want that he couldn't get, and he had to use tough means to trap her in the palace, and finally ended up with a miserable ending because of her?

Rong Yu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he silently held her and walked into the inner hall, and hummed inaudibly.

"Why?" Nan Xi asked, "I have no other advantages except my face. What do you like about me?"

Rong Yu put her on the bed, pursed his lips, "You are very good."