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Yu Qiyuan's singing stopped abruptly, she clenched her heart tightly, her eyes were filled with the deepest despair and sadness, her body was on the verge of falling.

It hurts, it hurts so much, if it hurts any more, she will die.

"Yuan'er, my Yuan'er." Mrs. Xiangguo was released and hugged Yuqi Yuan, with a guilty and painful expression on her face, "It's all my mother's fault, I blame my mother for dragging you down."

Yu Qiyuan shook her head, "Mother, my daughter didn't do those things, but she made my mother suffer for nothing. It's my daughter who failed my mother."

Mrs. Xiangguo held Yuqi Yuan's face in her hands, tears streaming down her face, "Yuan'er, mother has always believed in you, you are mother's good daughter, you are not a traitor."

Yu Qiyuan closed her eyes. Fortunately, fortunately, she has a mother who trusts her. She knows that the Xiangguo Mansion has drawn a clear line with her. From then on, she is really a lonely family, no, a lonely ghost.

"Yuan'er, this time, if you have the chance, you should run far away, and mother will never be your burden again."

Mrs. Xiangguo suddenly whispered in her ear.

Yu Qiyuan sensed something was wrong, "Mother——"

As soon as the abdomen became hot, it seemed that liquid gushed out. She lowered her head and saw that Mrs. Xiangguo was holding a dagger, with the blade and tail inserted into her heart.

"Mother!" Yu Qiyuan's face was pale, and with a trembling voice, she supported Mrs. Xiangguo's fallen body, "Mother, don't, don't scare Yuan'er, don't..."

But Mrs. Xiangguo still closed her eyes and remained silent.

"Prince doctor, come quickly to the doctor." Yu Qiyuan hugged Mrs. Xiangguo, rampaging, but was stopped by the sword, her eyes were scarlet, shed tears of blood.

"Mrs. Xiangguo is dying, and there is no way to recover. Yuqiyuan, if you hadn't been collaborating with the enemy and treason, your mother would not have ended up like this. Everything is your fault. Tomorrow you will pay for your mistakes." There is a price."

Yu Qiyuan was forcibly dragged away, she turned her head and saw the dead body of her mother Weihan lying on the cold floor, she looked up at the sky, her eyes were tearing open, "Ah..."

Extremely miserable, dizzy for a while, fainted.

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It's night, Yuyang Palace.

It was already three o'clock, and Jun Hanyi hadn't gone to bed yet.

Wearing only plain white lining, standing in front of the window, looking at the cold moon over the treetops, the faint brilliance shrouded the sky and the earth, and the shadows of flowers and trees flickered.

The scenes of those military careers floated in front of my eyes, and I will never forget them.

Huan with Jun, faint tent, should not fight drums, dream in the middle of the night.

Jun Hanyi closed his eyes. People in the world thought she was killed for treason, but they didn't know that her falling in love with Jun Jinglan was the fatal wound in his heart.

Holding the window coffin tightly, the blue veins were exposed, the man's eyes were darker than the long night, and all the turbulent emotions were extinguished.

In the first year of Showa, on the fourth day of April, the sky is cloudy and peaceful, and it is suitable for funerals.

On the execution platform of the vegetable market, Yu Qiyuan stepped on the removable board in the center, and the rope was already wrapped around her neck.

On the teahouse opposite, Jun Hanyi embraced Yu Qingru, as if waiting to watch a good show.

At three quarters in the afternoon, there was less than half a stick of incense left.

Yu Qiyuan raised her lowered head slowly, and looked at the two of them, the redness in her eyes had not faded away, but there was a void in the depths, with deep-seated sarcasm.

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