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Everyone in the palace was terrified!
I don't understand why the emperor suddenly became seriously ill? !
"I did it." Pei Jiufeng drove away the imperial doctor and the palace servants who were serving her, and only lay on the bed by herself, murmuring into the air, "What you promised me can be honored."
It took him seventeen years to govern the state of Chen vigorously, which is the most prosperous scene since the founding of the state.
He was in such a hurry because he wanted to see Wang Dachun earlier.
He didn't want to live for a long time, but he was holding his breath to atone for the sins he had committed.
The voice fell, and footsteps came from outside.
He was overjoyed, turned his head with difficulty, and looked in the direction of the sound.
In the eyes, it is his prime minister.
Even though she assisted him in governing the world and made great contributions, he didn't want to see her at all at this time: "Go out!"
It was Shaoyin who came.
"Don't you want to see me?" Shaoyin approached with a slight smile and called out a name: "Dagen."
Pei Jiufeng was shocked!
Eyes wide open, looking at her in disbelief!
"You, how are you—" His eyes widened, shock and suspicion flickered alternately, "Prime Minister, what are you talking about? What are you here for?"
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Shaoyin raised her eyebrows slightly, approached slowly, and sat down beside the bed.
"Didn't you want to see me?" she said. "You made me keep my promise."
Pei Jiufeng almost bounced off the bed!
Even if he was seriously ill and the light was almost exhausted, he sat up like a flashback, his eyes burst into flames and pinched her shoulders: "It's you?! That monster is you?! Always you?!"
"It's me." Shaoyin nodded, "It's me from beginning to end."
After a pause, "Wang Dachun is also me."
Pei Jiufeng's eyes flashed with hatred for cannibalism, and the hand that clamped her shoulder was pinched at her neck: "You dare to be a loner?!"
"I didn't play with you." Shaoyin leaned back, grabbed his wrist, and restrained him easily, "Don't you want to talk to me?"
Pei Jiufeng looked at her angrily: "You monster! I want to cut you down!"
Speaking of the back, the voice has been choked.
Tears fell down.
The whole person collapsed suddenly as if he had lost his support.
His beliefs, the beliefs that underpinned his survival for so many years, shattered and collapsed like gravel.
If it was said that it was a return to light just now, then now it is all hopeless.
"It's fake, it's all fake, hahaha!" He suddenly laughed, "Gu is a fool! A fool!"
He laughed wildly, and quickly coughed violently, almost piercing his lungs: "Okay, okay! It's right! It's right! It's right!"
"Lonely sin deserves it!"
"Lonely sin has woo woo woo..."
He couldn't laugh anymore, tears gushing out of his eyes like a dam burst.
He didn't want to lose his temper in front of the enemy, he turned his back, buried his face in the quilt, clutched the quilt, and wept bitterly.
He thought at least someone loved him.
He became a wise man for Wang Dachun.
It turned out to be fake, nothing.
Nobody loves him.
This is an outright scam.
He lived thirty-five years, committed countless sins, and made great achievements.
He is worth it.
He came alone and will go alone.
Thirty-five years ago, he got nothing.
Come to the world for nothing.
So sad.
It hurts so much.
He didn't want to take any face anymore, anyway, he was transparent in front of the monster, and at the end of his life, he simply burst into tears!
When he was immersed in grief and cried so hard, he didn't pay attention to the movement behind him.
Shao Yin lay down and hugged him from behind.
The sudden contact made his body stiff, and his crying stopped.
"What are you doing?!" he shouted coldly, "Go away! Let go of Gu!"
"Dagen," Shaoyin called to him softly, "someone loves you, it's not a scam, you're going to die, I won't lie to you."
Pei Jiufeng was stunned.
The phrase "you're going to die, I won't lie to you" made his heart move slightly.
A faint hope rose.
"Really?" he asked.
Shaoyin replied: "Yes. Dachun loves you, loves you is Wang Dagen, and loves you is Ah Fengshi."
Pei Jiufeng froze completely.
"You, what did you say?"
Shaoyin hugged him tightly from behind, and said in a low voice, "You are very good, you are very smart, and you are very diligent. You have managed Chen Guo well. Dachun forgives you and is proud of you."
Pei Jiufeng paused, then burst into tears again.
Thirty-five-year-old man, crying like a child.
"You say it again," he cried.
Shaoyin hugged him, stretched out a hand, and wiped his tears with his sleeve: "You are very good and you deserve to be loved. The people of the Chen country love you, and everyone who has enough to eat loves you."
He used to be tyrannical, making people miserable.
But after he worked hard to manage it, the people's life became better, they were well fed and warmly dressed, and they were able to cut new clothes even during festivals.
This is his feat.
Pei Jiufeng was stunned, but shook her head and whispered, "No, the dead will not come back, I don't deserve to be loved."
Shao Yin did not speak.
Just sigh.
Pei Jiufeng knew that this was a fact.
He didn't cry anymore, and he didn't talk anymore.
After a long time, he covered her hand, clenched it tightly, and intertwined his fingers: "You love me, don't you?"
"Yes." Shaoyin replied.
He didn't speak any more.
Gradually, the strength of clasping her fingers faded away.
His breathing gradually stopped.
"Woooooo..." Huihui cried, "It's too miserable, he is really too miserable."