Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 825
He clearly remembered every word Jin'er said to him before he left, until now.

She had rescued herself from hell, he had pushed her into hell.

"Jin'er, in the next life, you will definitely meet me again, for sure!"

"At that time, let's live a good life. I will let go of these powers and be an ordinary couple with you, okay?"

Han Xiaonian held the girl's hand tightly, and whispered softly to the girl.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace knelt on the ground in horror, not even daring to breathe.

Lan Jin'er lay on the couch, feeling too tired.

After hearing Han Xiaonian's last murmur, without even the strength to respond, he slowly closed his eyes for the last time.

The hand held by the man weakly slipped from Han Xiaonian's grasp.

Lan Jin'er passed away, and Han Xiaonian lost control.

For three whole days, the dripping water was not exhausted, there was no court meeting, and no funeral was allowed.

Her hair was not crowned, and it was scattered casually, holding Lan Jin'er who had passed away on the couch.

In the end, it was the empress dowager and Lan Jin'er's parents who came forward, and Han Xiaonian allowed Lan Jin'er to enter the coffin. He wore ordinary clothes and carried Lan Jin'er into the coffin himself.

He knew that Lan Jin'er was tired of being a queen, so he never wore the queen's clothes.

The man carried the girl into the coffin, and covered the girl's cheek with his big hands, his usual cold tone was very gentle.

"Jin'er, wait for me. I'll come to accompany you when I deal with something."

The girl was quietly lying in the coffin, carefully groomed, and her face was so beautiful that it was outrageous.

The next day, Han Xiaonian passed the throne to the son of the same clan, and Lan Jin'er's father, Taifu, assisted in the administration.

Later, the maid who kept watch at night discovered that Han Xiaonian and Lan Jin'er were sleeping in the same coffin, and their hands were tightly held together.

Like Lan Jin'er, she wears ordinary people's clothes.

The eunuch Xiao Lizi, who grew up with Han Xiaonian, cried and read out the last imperial edict left by Han Xiaonian.

He and Lan Jin'er were buried near Shuilan Mountain.

Shuilan Mountain is the place where Lan Jiner learned art from his master Su Mingxuan since childhood.

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Lan Jin'er herself had a great time playing on the beach in the Maldives, and found that Han Xiaonian had been in a trance.

The girl walked up to the man and asked, "Xiao Nian, what are you thinking?"

Han Xiaonian stared at the girl with a gentle tone, "It's nothing."

Lan Jin'er stood on tiptoe, hooked Han Xiaonian's neck, and said word by word: "You, are, lie!"

How could she not see what Han Xiaonian was thinking now!
Han Xiaonian's eyes showed a little helpless pampering, "I miss our previous life."

Lan Jin'er: "Isn't it all agreed, are we not going to advance the rebirth?"

She has let go of the past life now.

In the previous life, although Han Xiaonian suspected that the child in her womb was not his, he aborted the child.

But she was also at fault.

In her previous life, she was too stubborn, because she couldn't let go of the child she lost for a long time, which led to serious illness.

Han Xiaonian hugged the girl and kissed her on the forehead.

"Jin'er, I'm sorry..."

Lan Jin'er didn't speak, she took the initiative to cover the man's thin and cool lips, and even poked her in.

The man's black pupils shrank slightly, turning passive into active.

The two kissed passionately on the red sunset coast.

The sun sprinkled on the sparkling sea, and the setting sun swayed a color for the two of them.

(End of this chapter)