Lan Ling closed his eyes, tears finally fell down.
The executioner stepped forward, and Lan Ling thought about the memory before the execution in the previous life. The executioner tore her clothes. Will it be the same this time
The executioner picked up the wine bottle, poured it on the dagger, and walked forward quickly.
Lan Ling's body trembled slightly. She didn't look at Ling Chen, but looked at Wen Heng behind Ling Chen.
You won't hurt him, will you? You'll treat him well, won't you? But it doesn't matter anymore, this ending is not what Lan Ling wants.
As someone said, if you love others so much, why not love yourself first
"Lan Ling, what else do you want to tell me?" Ling Chen asked suddenly.
The outstretched hand of the executioner withdrew again.
The sound of snow falling could be heard in the quiet surroundings.
She froze for a moment, then looked at Ling Chen: "No more, I have nothing to say."
"So, you really deserve to die, don't you?" Ling Chen asked again.
"Your Majesty should be clear about whether I deserve to die or not. That's fine, so as not to hurt others." Lan Ling's eyes became more and more lax, and the blood on his lower body kept ticking.
As he got closer, Ling Chen saw that the blue cloak on the bottom of Lan Ling's feet was already soaked with blood.
He reached into the cloak and wiped it, blood was all over his palm.
Ling Chen's face turned cold, and he gave Yang Shu a cold look.
When he left last night, he ordered Yang Shu to find an imperial doctor for her.
Yang Shu knelt down: "Your Majesty, this servant has found the imperial doctor." He went to find the imperial doctor, but he didn't enter the cell with the imperial doctor. Didn't the imperial doctor go
Yang Shu's forehead suddenly seeped a layer of sweat.
Ling Chen waved his hand, and Yang Shu fell out of thin air, lying on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.
There was commotion from the crowd, Ling Chen stared at Lan Ling, and Lan Ling looked at him.
Wen Heng came over and put a fragrant cloak on Ling Chen.
Wen Wen and Ling Chen stood together like a couple. It turned out that the one who could share the prosperity with him was really Wen Heng.
Lan Ling stared at Ling Chen and said, "You always knew that I hated Wen Heng, so today I brought her to see how I look now, is it to vent my anger on her?" Lan Ling smiled vaguely.
Ling Chen didn't speak, he just stared at her, why did the anger in his heart slip away from the bottom of his heart when he looked at her pale now? Seeing that she was almost fainting, he looked at her hands, her feet, touching her body without any warmth.
"Your Majesty, the time has come!" Wang Bin whispered behind the Emperor.
It was as quiet as if no one else existed. This is so weird.
"Lan Ling, you never seem to beg me for yourself, why?" Ling Chen asked.
Lan Ling heard his voice from far and near, and her eyes were already slack.
"If you want to give it, I don't need to ask for it." Lan Ling's voice became ethereal.
There was a tear in the corner of her eye that did not fall, stubborn and lonely, Ling Chen wanted to reach out and wipe it for her several times.
"Lan Ling, what other wish do you need for me to help you fulfill?" Ling Chen took two steps forward, almost reaching Lan Ling's side.
Wen Heng bit her lips tightly, she reached out and grabbed his clothes, trying to pull him back. He shook his sleeves and stood beside Lan Ling motionless.
He was furious last night, but today he was as calm as water. Lan Ling looked at him, wondering what he was thinking.
Seeing his body leaning forward slightly, Lan Ling couldn't help caressing his face with his hands.
He froze.
"A dying person doesn't have any wishes for the emperor to fulfill. Oh no, the emperor asked this, but Lan Ling really has a request. Ling Chen, hug me again, it's so cold." Lan Ling looked at him.
Ling Chen looked at her indifferently.
She huddled herself into a ball as much as possible, waiting for him to hug her. She wanted to feel his temperature for the last time, she was very greedy for the warm feeling of being wrapped.
Ling Chen looked into her eyes and didn't move.
Lan Ling smiled, "That's fine."
Ling Chen's face became darker and darker.
"Ling Chen, let's go, don't be here anymore, since you have made a decision, don't do this." Lan Ling whispered.
There was a loud noise from the crowd.
"Protect the emperor!" Gu Fan's voice came from next to his ear.
Countless black-clothed masked men fell in.
Standing in front was Ling Feng. He brandished the Silver Frost Sword in his hand, and rushed towards Ling Chen directly.
Gu Fan and Zhang Yang guarded Ling Chen's surroundings.
Lan Ling looked at the front, blood was flowing from her lower body, as if she was going to be hollowed out. She looked at Ling Chen's frowning face, and there were colorful flowers in front of her eyes. She really wanted to reach out and touch them, but her hands were bound and she couldn't move. Ling Chen's face became more and more blurred... .
She finally sighed and lowered her hands...
When Ling Chen heard that Lan Ling's last wish was to hug her himself, he was stunned, he didn't dare to hug her. Once hugged, I never want to let go.
He hesitated, watching Lan Ling's head resting on the thick wooden pillar, with a smile on his face, closed his eyes, and drooped his hands weakly.
Ling Chen stretched out his arms to hug her, but she didn't respond to him, both hands were still drooping.
He held her hand, cold.
"Lan Ling, I will satisfy you and fulfill your wish," he said hastily.
She hung in his arms without any warmth on her body.
There was clanging fighting sound next to his ears, Han Zhitao stretched out his hand to try under Lan Ling's breath, "Your Majesty, she is already dead!"
Ling Chen paused, holding her pulse with his hand, it stopped.
"Impossible! Lan Ling, I haven't killed you yet, you can't die! I want to gouge out your heart, I want to see your heart that betrayed me! How could you die like this! Your last wish, I still want to die!" How could you die without satisfying you!"
The corners of Lan Ling's eyes were closed tightly, and the teardrops on the eyelashes were still hanging there
Ling Chen's mental image was torn into pieces. He snapped the ropes that bound her.
His eyes fell on her blood-stained feet, and he lifted the hem of the skirt. The bottom of the skirt was already soaked in blood, scabbed, and the shackles penetrated the ankle, which was still oozing blood at this time.
He was surprised when he saw the shackles on her feet last night, but later because of anger, he didn't remove them for her. He wanted to imprison her forever. He didn't expect her to be hurt like this.
Ling Chen's eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and he looked back and forth at the woman in his palm in disbelief.
The crowd leaped into the air on a black steed, and immediately a man in a silver robe rushed in like a wind, with a black blunt sword in his hand, wherever he went, it was like no one's land.
Soldiers and guards from the execution ground surrounded them, and the crowd fled outside, shouting.
Seeing Lan Ling's silent appearance, Ling Feng yelled: "Ling'er!" He rushed towards Ling Chen like crazy.
Ling Chen put Lan Ling on the table, pulled out the Canglong Sword from his waist, and turned around to protect Lan Ling. Ling Feng hit Ling Chen's back with a palm, and Ling Chen spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ling Feng hugged Lan Ling, "Linger, you are really so stupid!"
Surrounded by densely packed archers.
The silver-robed man raised his blunt sword and slashed at Ling Feng's face. While Ling Feng dodged, Lan Ling was hugged by the man.
King Rui, Han Zhitao and others immediately surrounded Ling Feng.
Ling Chen stepped forward and reached out to the silver-robed man, "Jingyun, give her to me!"
Huo Jingyun looked at Ling Chen coldly: "Your Majesty, she is already dead, what are you going to do!" He put Lan Ling in the arms of Li Xia who rushed forward, and stretched out his hand to Lan Ling to cool off his true energy from the back .
While holding his breath, he asked Li Xia: "Her master said that she has two Great Returning Pills, which can save her life. What about the Great Returning Pill?"