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Chapter 793 He has been lonely and patiently guarding her for a hundred years of her loneliness 9

Chapter 793: Her lonely hundred years, he has been guarding her alone and patiently 9

Song Zhao, who was outside the world, stared at this scene in a daze through the blood mist.

Tears filled my eyes and burst into tears.

After a hundred years, she had long forgotten the heart-wrenching emotions in her previous life.

But when I saw Si Yu crying desperately because of her passing, my heart was broken.

She wanted to hug the man who cried like a child.

She really felt so distressed.

But that was an illusory past, and her hand could not touch him no matter what.

Si Yu calmed down his emotions, his eyebrows and eyes were so calm that he could not see any sadness.

He moved his arms, walked around Song Zhao's legs and back with both hands, hugged her hard, lowered his head and kissed her cold lips.

"If you don't speak, brother will think you agreed."

...

The next day.

Qi Dan and the Gu family were hanged by tainting the loyal and good generals of the Song family. The heads cut by Qi Dan were hung on the city walls in a striking manner.

Si Yu reversed the case for the Song family, restored the Song family style, and built a tomb for every unjust soul that died in the Song family, causing the people of the whole city to cry and repent.

They went to the Song family's tomb to burn incense and apologize, and historical books rewrite the loyal and kind family of the Song family and will last forever.

Si Yu stood on the city wall, and his wide cloak covered Song Zhao's gradually festering body in his arms, "How about Ah Zhao, are you happy?"

He stroked Song Zhao's pale face with his palm and smiled gently, "Qi Dan is dead, Gu family is dead, everyone in your Song family is dead, no one can slander the entire Song family in the future, I will avenge you."

His eyes suddenly looked a little expectant, staring at Song Zhao tightly, as if he thought that a miracle would happen in the next moment, and Song Zhao would laugh out loud happily.

The eunuchs around the palace were already trembling with fear and did not dare to look at their Majesty.

The rotten corpses in the air tasted pungent and weird.

But their Majesty seemed to feel nothing.

"Come." Si Yu suddenly said.

The palace servants stepped forward tremblingly.

Si Yu stroked Song Zhao's face and his voice was cold, "I have wiped her face many times, why are there more bruises on her face?"

The palace maid knelt on the ground and dared not speak.

The violent aura around Si Yu's body surged, and the bloodthirsty killing rushed into his bloodline.

He always has a bad temper.

When Song Zhao was there, he was afraid that she would have a bad impression of him, so he always endured it and tried not to get any blood.

But Song Zhao is gone.

Si Yu's depressed demon in his heart was released, and he would kill someone if he had a disagreement.

People fear him.

Di Ji appeared in time before Si Yu took action, and reminded him, "Your Majesty, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Miss Song Er will soon rot completely. I suggest you put Miss Song Er in the grave."

Entering the grave.

Where to grave?

When she was born, she did not belong to him. Now that she is no longer there, she has to leave him.

Si Yu didn't say anything.

He stood with Song Zhao like a sculpture for a long time until night falls, fatigue hits, and everything is silent-

The eyelids gradually became heavier, and the man slowly buried his head in the woman's neck, his voice was hoarse and helpless.

"How can I keep you? Why is it so difficult? I really have no choice."

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Si Yu cremated Song Zhao on a sunny afternoon.

He stood outside the fire, his face calmer than stagnant water.

The palace servant put Song Zhao's ashes into a brocade box and handed them to Si Yu.

"I know, you love cleanliness the most. You probably don't like others smelling your rotten smell. You know, I can't force you."

He stroked the brocade box and pressed it on his cheek.

How come the little girl with bright eyes and white teeth turned into such a small box in his life?

Si Yu's heart has since been just a tool for mechanical beating.

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