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Nangong Yue could not see the sword flashing with a cold light, but she could hear the sword whistling towards her.

Shocked, she pushed away the child in her arms and raised her hand to grasp the sword that Xiao Yixuan had thrusted at her with.

The sharp sword slipped past her hand, and in an instant, drops of blood trickled down the sword tip, staining her snow-white clothes red.

Everyone present was stunned!

Xiao Yixuan looked angrily at Nangong Yue's pale face, then laughed in disdain, "I thought you weren't afraid of death!"

Nangong Yue's palm had already been deeply cut by the sword. It was so painful that layers of cold sweat appeared on her back.

"Beg..." I beg your majesty, this would-be concubine, will finish speaking! " Nangong Yue slowly released her hand. Her badly mutilated hand was already glued to the sword. She pulled it back with force.

His bloodied hand trembled as he reached into his wide sleeve and took out a gold plate. He then raised it up and pointed it in the direction of Xiao Yixuan.

Nangong Yue held onto her breath and said loudly, "This Gold Medallion of Immunity was bestowed upon you by the late Emperor after he forced his way through the invasion of Nanliang. At that time, the Emperor presented me with the gold medal in front of the late emperor. chenqie only asks one question. Is the previous emperor's Gold Medallion still useful? "

Xiao Yixuan's phoenix eyes narrowed. "This Gold Medallion is bestowed by the previous emperor. Naturally, it will be usable!"

Nangong Yue's pale lips finally curled up, "Chenqie's death is not worthy of regret! I only hope that the Emperor will let me go … and promised chenqie that she would send You'er to an ordinary household outside the palace so that he would stay away from the palace and that no one would be able to tell her where he is going! "

Those words seemed to have exhausted all of Nangong Yue's strength. In the end, her body shivered nonstop.

In these past few days, she had thought of many things. Many things.

If she wasn't some daughter of the Right Premier, and he wasn't a prince, then could they continue to be an ordinary couple that came together through thick and thin …

There was no scheming or scheming, no deceit, no trepidation.

Only those who wish to obtain a person's heart are separated by their white hair …

Xiao Yixuan gradually exerted force into his grip on the sword. His scarlet eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth and said, "I, I promise you!"

Hearing that, Nangong Yue finally let out a sigh of relief and kowtowed heavily, "Your majesty is a ruler of nine or five years, your words are as good as gold …" Your concubine thanks Your Majesty! "

After buttoning her head, she put both her hands on the ground and slowly stood up with difficulty.

With her sharp hearing, she smiled as she approached Xiao Yixuan, "Your Majesty, chenqie has one last sentence to say …" No matter if the blue water falls to the yellow springs, the blue sea flows... "Perhaps, in the golden age of prosperity, one could wish only for the next life and never see the monarch again!"

Xiao Yi Xuan frowned as he looked at the woman's fierce expression.

Nangong Yue suddenly extended her hand and grabbed onto the sword in Xiao Yi Xuan's hand. She then pulled his hand and stabbed it towards her.

"Puchi …"

The sharp sword instantly pierced into her heart. Nangong Yue's thin body suddenly stiffened as a smile of satisfaction and relief appeared on her face.

That smile. That desolate, despairing smile …

It was like a flower blooming in the wind, withering in an instant!

Everyone was stunned!

Li Changqing couldn't help but turn around and cover Xiao Yi's eyes.

Shock slowly surfaced in Xiao Yi Xuan's usually bottomless eyes. However, before he could react, he saw Nangong Yue's hand tighten again. The sword in his hand had pierced through her heart and through her thin body!

"I won't think about it..." "Don't think about me …" The corners of Nangong Yue's lips curled up into a smile. After she said that, her floating body fell down like a dried up leaf.

Xuan, I hope you will never know the truth!

That way, he would never feel guilt or pain …

Nangong Yue closed her eyes completely. Blood flowed out from her chest and nose. Her death was extremely tragic!

A nearby eunuch immediately stepped forward to inspect Nangong Yue's pulse and breath. His face paled as he placed his hands on the ground, "Reporting to Your Majesty, Mistress Yue …" "He's dead …"

The sword in Xiao Yixuan's hand fell to the ground with a clang …

(on shelf)