âImperial physician, summon the Imperial physician!â
Chu yanhuan screamed as she broke down. Her already pale face became even paler and she could not help but feel cold.
It was almost bone-piercing.
The guards outside quickly broke in and grabbed the assassin on the ground.
..
Shen Qingyuâs body swayed and soon fell to the ground. The blood from her heart slowly trickled down.
The eye-piercing red was dazzling.
Chu yanhuan quickly caught Shen Qingyu and held his head to prevent him from falling to the ground.
Chen Qingyu, youâre not allowed to die! Youâre not allowed to die without my permission!
The Prime Minister chuckled and coughed slightly. His cherry red lips had faded a little. He laughed and touched Chu yanhuanâs head.
She complained, feeling wronged, â Yan Huan is so overbearing ...
Chu yanhuan couldnât hold back her tears any longer. I am overbearing, so what? itâs not like youâve just found out about Shen qingyue!
As she spoke, she furiously roared at the palace maid, ââWhere is the Imperial physician? Where the hell are the Imperial physicians?â
The color of Shen Qingyuâs face gradually faded. With the loss of blood, his life was also lost.
A smile appeared on the Prime Ministerâs beautiful face. He tugged at Chu yanhuanâs sleeve and said softly, ââNo need.â
He knew that his body was useless.
It was true.
The Empress seemed to have been instantly ignited with anger. She lost her composure and said,âWhat do you mean by no need? Chen Qingyu, do you know what youâre saying?â
Her eyes gradually reddened as she sobbed, ââWhat are you talking about? Chen Qingyu, do you know what youâre talking about?â
She was crying like a child.
Shen Qingyuâs eyes had already lost focus, but he still managed to raise his hand, as if he wanted to touch Chu yanhuanâs face. His pale and thin lips opened and closed.
Yan Huan, donât cry. My heart will ache ...
âYan Huan, can you let me be selfish just this once? I really donât want to live without you, I really donât want to ...â
âIâll go crazy if I do that.â
In fact, Chen Qingyu had been able to Dodge the attack just now.
But for some reason, he didnât.
Chu yanhuan closed her eyes and let her tears flow freely.
He knew, he really knew everything.
Was it because he knew that her body was about to collapse, so he was prepared to come and accompany her?
The Prime Minister slowly raised his snow-white fingertips and touched the zhusha mole between Chu yanhuanâs eyebrows. Then he traced it to her eyes.
donât forget that I love you ... Is that good?â
His voice was a little hoarse. At this time, it sounded very soft and extremely weak.
Her beautiful black pupils had completely dispersed, and the smile on her beautiful face gradually disappeared.
In the end, his fingertips dropped weakly.
Yan Huan.
Will you never forget me if I die in your arms in such a tragic way?
..
Shen Qingyu was dead.
Chu yanhuan sat there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses. She was like an emotionless puppet doll, not crying or laughing, not even moving her eyes.
System 677 was calling out to Chu yanhuan in the void, â[ host, host, wake up. Whatâs wrong? ]
Chu yanhuan ignored it.
However, the systemâs shout brought her back to reality.
The girl lowered her head in a daze and looked at the Prime Minister with his eyes closed. His beautiful face was still flawless, and he looked like he was asleep.
Chu yanhuan lowered her head slowly.
He covered those light-colored lips and gave them a very, very light kiss.