Lan Yuci was stunned for a moment.

Why do these words sound so familiar?

Where have you heard it?

Jing Yu's voice continued to float:

"...If you dare to die, I will kill your nine clans! Let all the Nangong people be buried with you! Your father and brother are gone, but there are other Nangong people. Do you want them to die too? Wake up, Rao'er, have you heard it!?"

Lan resigned and shuddered.

That's right.

It was the time when I was stabbed and killed by the kidnappers, and the words rang in my ears.

Unexpectedly, it was Jing Yu's call before Nangong Rao's death.

At the same time, Nangong Rao's eyelashes trembled and he woke up slowly.

It is said that he is awake, but it is actually more like a rebirth.

As long as she was not blind, she could see that Nangong Rao's face was fading away and the blood was getting more and more, and she could not keep her life quickly losing.

It's just a matter of time.

When Jing Yu saw the man in his arms awake, he pressed him on her cheek, cautious and impatient:

"Rao'er, hold on... and hold on... I beg you. Please."

When Nangong Rao saw him coming, she smiled brightly.

It seems that the last wish has been fulfilled, and there is no regret anymore.

Xue raised her neck upwards, as if she wanted to get close to his ear and say something to him.

But there is no strength.

He lifted the back of her neck, lowered his head, and helped her to his ear: "Rao'er, just say whatever you want..."

Nangong Rao spoke tremblingly:

"...I just hope you and me will never meet again forever."

The man's face changed drastically, and his heart seemed to fall into a deep valley.

At the same time, he held his narrow waist and slid down.

The last breath exhaled from the woman's nose.

This is her first sentence to him in the past six months.

It also became the last sentence.

Lan Youci also heard it.

This is what Nangong Rao wants to see Jing Yu.

It's not to ask him for mercy or to give him mercy in exchange for past love.

There is only one sentence, - never meet again.

Nangong Rao was probably dead for this man.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Doctor is here!"

The man seemed to have his soul been pulled away and was mechanically supported by Ma Qiankun.

After a while, the nervous voice of the imperial physician came:

"...Shut me to be incompetent! The queen... the queen is dead!"

Ma Qiankun and all the palace servants cried and knelt down at the same time.

Lan Aoci was stunned.

Won't.

Queen Nangong obviously died of illness.

And it should have died a few years later.

Why, in fact, how many years were before the deaths in history?

And he committed suicide by taking poison?

If the real cause of death in history of Queen Nangong was indeed suicide by taking poison, why did the historical records die in a few years?

Could it be that it took Jing Yu a few years to report Nangong Rao's death?

Have you never announced it to the public before?

No matter what...

Nangong Rao is really dead.

The tendons in her temples were pounding violently, and her headache was about to break, covering her head: "Ah..."

The pain was so extreme that I fainted.

At the same time, my eyelids opened and I saw the snow-white ceiling of the hospital ward.

*

Meanwhile, the doctor's office is a few steps away from the custody ward.

Jin Zhanheng and Grandpa Lan sat face to face.

Xiaobei, who had just sent He Linyun to the police station and rushed to the hospital, stood beside Jin Zhanheng.

When he learned that Master Lan was completely fine, he was still stunned.

"Professor Lan, you can talk now." Jin Zhanheng was almost out of patience.

Grandpa Lan glanced at Xiaobei.

"He is my confidant and has been following me. He can know what I can know."

Grandpa Lan took a breath:
Chapter completed!