Chapter 701 Losing Our Life

"Go back to the emperor, the princess... she will marry the sixth prince next month..."

boom--

I saw the dragon saliva inkstone next to Dongfang Yunlie's sleeve fell to the ground at this moment and broke into two halves.

This crisp voice, in this quiet imperial study room, was particularly abrupt and clear, and Xin Su suddenly raised his head in fright.

Seeing that Dongfang Yunlie's face was extremely ugly, and his tired face was full of pain that he tried to hide, even though he tried his best to hide it, the protruding veins and broken ambergris inkstone on his clenched fist made people know that Feng Qinyu was in pain. Marrying Li Baiyan was a big blow to him.

Xin Su frowned, and suddenly stepped forward to pick up the two broken inkstones on the ground, stood up, looked at the pain on Dongfang Yunlie's face, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

She regretted a little, regretted that she had told Dongfang Yunlie the truth about Feng Qinyu's marriage to Li Baiyan, seeing Dongfang Yunlie in such pain, she couldn't bear it in her heart.

Frowning, he wanted to say something comforting, but Dongfang Yunlie's hoarse voice preempted him——

"Is she going to marry Li Baiyan?"

His tone sounded calm, but the look in his eyes betrayed him easily.

The movements of Xin Su's hands froze, and she raised her eyes to look at Dongfang Yunlie. Suddenly, she felt that her answer was extremely cruel to Dongfang Yunlie, and she couldn't even open her mouth.

"I'm asking you."

Dongfang Yunlie frowned, his voice was hoarse.

Xin Su's brows were tightened, she pursed her lips, and nodded bravely, "Yes, Your Majesty, it was Princess Feng Yu who told the slaves herself."

Xin Su's answer made the bitterness in Dongfang Yunlie's eyes more intense.

However, his reaction was not as intense as Xin Su imagined, but his eyes were slightly red, and he laughed bitterly, "This...is very good."

Xin Su's eyes turned to him again, and she never realized that the master who held the country in his hands would be the most humble and pitiful person in the world.

People all over the world would not tolerate him, and he could just laugh it off. Up to now, even the woman he loves the most, the woman he is protecting with his life, can't tolerate him anymore.

"emperor……"

"You go out."

Dongfang Yunlie's hoarse voice interrupted Xin Su's words, and waved to him, signaling her to leave.

In the flushed eyes, the pain was deeply buried by his bitter smile, Xin Su nodded slightly, turned and exited the imperial study.

Before going out, she still frowned, glanced at Dongfang Yunlie, finally shook her head helplessly, and stepped out of the imperial study.

In fact, she thought, the emperor's heart should have died a long time ago. The only thing left now is a body without soul and heart. He only uses this body to continue to protect Princess Fengyu for the rest of his life. .

After Xin Su left, the attendants in the imperial study retreated quietly, and they also knew that the emperor must be in a bad mood.

After all the maids and eunuchs around had retreated, Dongfang Yunlie was the only one left in the imperial study.

Seeing him sitting quietly in front of the desk in a daze, the redness around his eyes hadn't faded away, and then seeing him smile wryly, looking out the window, looking at the sky in the direction of Nanjiangguo, his eyes still couldn't be ignored with affection.

"Jiu'er, I'm betting. I'm betting on our love, but I'm losing... our lives."

(End of this chapter)

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