In the dark of the night, the whole palace sank into silence.

After observing for a while, she made sure that no one found her, so she didn't go anywhere and sat cross legged on the wall.

Then, she took out a crystal clear jade flute from her arms.

Her slender white fingers, holding the Jade Flute, calmly put it on her lips.

A beautiful and light vocal music, a little bit of flying out.

The voice is not very big, but it is enough for her to pass it on to Jun Moyuan.

The handkerchief in her arms has his body temperature and breath. The sound of the flute will follow the breath on the handkerchief and find Jun Moyuan little by little.

And the sound of the flute will naturally come into his ears with his breath.

……

Jun Moyuan didn't stay in the palace for a long time and didn't rest in Yuqing palace any more.

It's too late for Nangong Xuan to go back today.

Father emperor does not allow him at this time mischief, he sent people back to the house to send a letter to the moon Qianlan to explain the situation, with the dark night to the Yuqing palace to rest.

In the first half of the night, he sat in his study and dealt with the government affairs in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night, he gradually washed his clothes and lay on the couch of the study.

He lay there, put his arm on his forehead and slowly closed his eyes.

Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear something whispering into his ears.

But he was like a nightmare. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up.

After a while, a layer of blood mist appeared in front of his eyes.

At first, the blood was a light color, and later, the color became more and more colorful, more and more thick.

Jun Mo yuan's breathing was stagnant, and he felt pain all over his body.

In front of his eyes, the thick blood mist seemed to be gently lifted away, and his vision changed from fuzzy to clear.

He lowered his eyes and saw a dagger in his chest.

The dagger seems to be poisonous, making the blood flowing out of his chest turn dark purple.

And that dark purple, a little bit into black.

The original white robe was soaked by the dark purple blood on the chest.

Strong smell of blood, a little bit of jump into his nose.

Jun Moyuan frowned fiercely.

No, it's like something's wrong.

This dream, for him, is too familiar.

Familiar, he did not want to dream, and then recall those he did not dare to remember the past.

He hasn't had such a dream for a long time. Why did he dream of those today?

Jun Moyuan looked up and looked around. Suddenly, I saw Yue Qianlan's pale face

And behind her, there was a proud and arrogant Jun Leng Yan with a smile on her face.

Jun Mo yuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He wanted to shout the name of yueqianlan.

But what comes from it is not the sound, but the blood that spurts out.

He could feel that his body was chilly -

he seemed to see death approaching him step by step.

The sound of dada, from his ear.

He raised his sleeve, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and looked up not far away.

Then he looked at Jun Lengyan, holding the pale moon Qianlan, walking towards him step by step.

His eyes were cold and cruel.

"Ha ha My prince brother, have you ever thought that you would end up like this? "

Jun Moyuan clenched his fist. At this moment, he chose silence.

Because of this picture, he is no stranger.

Once, he really felt countless times.

For the first time, it was his personal experience. But every day after that time, this scene has become his eternal nightmare.

This is a previous life -

this is his previous life, this is the last scene of his dying in a desperate situation.

Yes, that's right.

He is the man of rebirth.

At the last moment before his death, he really knew how sad his life was.

Obviously, there is a trump card, but he plays badly.

In the end, he not only lost his life, but also buried all those who loved him.

Father emperor, mother imperial concubine - including Liu Gonggong.

Then, it was her again -

even if Jun Lengyan told him that the reason why he came to this step was because of the woman.

For a woman, he lost the country of Yue.

He lost not only his country but also his own life.

He laughed wildly, ridiculing and insulting him with the worst language in the world.

Jun Mo yuan has been staring at Jun Lengyan behind, that motionless cheek pale woman's cheek.Her figure is very thin, those royal clothes draped in her body, but as if she was hung with adult clothes, she is thin, it seems that only a bone is left.

Her eyes, always dare not look at him.

Jun Leng Yan bullies step forward and holds Jun Mo yuan's hair. "My prince's elder brother, you lose at this moment. As a younger brother, you can't bear to see your pain, so you go to hell by yourself."

Jun Mo yuan doesn't care about Jun Leng Yan. His eyes just stare at the woman.

Jun Lengyan followed his eyes and looked at the person behind him.

Then he looked up and laughed: "brother Prince, isn't it? At this point, are you still thinking about her? You really love beauty, but you don't love mountains and rivers. Unfortunately, if you take out your heart and hold it in front of her, she won't look at you more. You've paid so much for her, and even you've fallen in the trap this time, because of a letter from her. She's the one who hurt you. Don't you hate her? "

Jun Moyuan kept silent and went back to the scene before her death. He didn't care about anything, just wanted to have a good look at her ten years later.

Perhaps married to Jun Lengyan, she is not happy at all, originally thin body, more and more thin.

It's as if the wind can blow her away.

In his previous life, he didn't have a chance to have a good look. At that time, she was hiding behind Jun Lengyan.

Now got this opportunity, his eyes did not blink of coagulation she did not put.

Jun Lengyan always feels that he is singing a one-man show. No matter how exciting and humiliating he is, he, the prince and brother who has always been superior, doesn't seem to pay attention to him.

He couldn't help feeling a fit of anger.

He took a knife from the bodyguard, holding the knife in one hand and holding Jun Moyuan's arm in the other hand, and dragged him to the cliff not far away.

Jun Mo yuan didn't have any resistance, he just tightly coagulated that wipe body shape, until more and more far away, no longer see her.

A loud bang suddenly interrupted Jun Moyuan's dream.

He opened his eyes in sweat and woke up. The next moment, he heard the night shouting.

"Where is the man? Come on, catch the assassin... "

Then, Jun Moyuan heard a noise in the courtyard.