He was very furious at her disdainful appearance and issued an order to execute her.

He thought she would beg for mercy, but not.

Originally, he didn't really want to kill her. As long as she begs for mercy, he punished her and spared her.

But this time he never waited for her to beg for mercy.

When he issued the order, his hands were trembling, and finally he handed them to Yun Mei to deal with it.

After that, there was no Shangguan Jin in the Dongming Palace.

It was just that he did not ask about the handling of the matter, nor did he want to ask about it.

Things that happened more than 20 years ago were repeated in his mind over and over again, as if he was deliberately tortured him. Shangguan Jin's thin appearance was deeply engraved in his mind and could not be removed.

Even though he had changed Qiujin Palace to Yunxiang Palace, he seemed to be able to see her shadow every time he went there.

Even when he fell asleep with Yun Mei, he always thought that the woman in his arms was her.

After that, he deliberately forgot her. Twenty years have passed, and he really did it. Now he seems to be unable to remember her appearance, and he almost forgot that Yunxiang Palace was the bedroom he originally chose for her.

"Emperor, Emperor..."

Who is calling him? Why is this voice so familiar?

When I looked back, I found that he was still in the ten-mile peach forest. The woman was wearing pink clothes and was looking at him with a smile.

"Jin'er!" He was a little happy and hurried over.

"Your Majesty, you are here, I've been waiting for you."

"Are you waiting for me?" He was a little surprised.

"Yes." The woman's lips smiled, which seemed to be more beautiful than the peach blossoms that bloomed in early March.

"Jin'er..." He felt rippling and couldn't help but hold the woman's hand, "Jin'er, are you finally back?"

"Yes..." Shangguan Jin still smiled, but this smile seemed to be a little weird.

The next moment, with a "pu" sound, a dagger was pierced into his heart and passed by.

The other end of the dagger was held in her hand.

"Jin'er, you..."

"I came to see you this time, because I was seeking revenge." Shangguan Jin smiled brightly and pushed the dagger into his heart little by little.

"Why... why did you treat me like this?" He was disbelief and could not accept why the woman in front of him, who was smiling like a flower, suddenly looked at him.

"Why did you say?" Shangguan Jin's smile gradually became colder, "Do you know how I died?"

"Die..." He felt his heart hurt more and more, and his heart became colder a little.

"Skin peeling and bones, crushing bones and ashes! Now, I will let you taste this."

Shangguan Jin was a cruelty he had never seen before, and that gentleness would never be seen again.

"No, no, Jin'er, don't kill me..." Zhuhuo jumped, Emperor Xing's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and he kept struggling.

A blue figure stood in front of the dragon couch, and he looked at Xingdi who was trapped in a nightmare expressionlessly.

His figure was very thin, looking a little thin, and a little weak.

After Emperor Xing had struggled enough, he leaned over and pulled out the silver needle inserted into Emperor Xing's heart, flashed, and disappeared in the bedroom.

"No, no!" Emperor Xing suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the couch.

At this time, he was already sweating all over, soaked all over, and his forehead was even more sweaty.

"Skin peeling and bones, crushing bones and ashes!" He was still murmuring this sentence until he woke up.

He gently wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, and he was still feeling a little scared. The scenes just now were so clear that they didn't seem to be dreaming at all.

Jiner, Jiner...

She still hates him!

Emperor Xing suddenly discovered that he woke up from the nightmare and seemed to be unable to remember her appearance.

That smiling face was blurred in his mind.

"Gui Ming, Gui Ming..."

After calling twice without any response, he frowned and said coldly, "Come on, come on!"

However, no one responded, and the entire bedroom was quiet.

Emperor Xing frowned, lifted the brocade quilt and prepared to pour water to drink.

However, as soon as he got down, he looked up and saw a portrait suddenly appear on the screen in front of the bed.

When he walked in and saw that he was so scared that his face was pale and his body staggered.

This...this is Shangguan Jin!

The woman in the painting is shuttled through the peach blossom forest, holding a flower basket in her hand and smiling brightly at the corner of her mouth.

Especially the vermilion plum blossoms on her neck add a touch of charm.

This is clearly the scene when they first met!

"Ghost, there is a ghost!" Emperor Xing's heart seemed to be pinched, and he couldn't breathe.

How can I get friends with a painting by Shangguan Jin here?

Since her death, the entire Dongming Palace has no more things!

"Come, come quickly!" The eyes of Emperor Xing glanced at him.

"Your Majesty, are you calling me?" At this moment, something even more strange happened. The woman in the painting actually moved and waved to him!

"Don't come over, don't come over..." Emperor Xing retreated in fear.

"Isn't the emperor looking for me? Why are you leaving when I come?"

"You, who is the monster you are?" Emperor Xing's palm was covered in cold sweat, "National Master, National Master!"

"Your Majesty, no one will come. You and I are here. I haven't seen each other for many years. Have you ever thought about me? Tonight, let's talk about the past."

Emperor Xing was almost scared and paralyzed, "Don't come over..."

"Your Majesty, don't leave."

The silver light flashed in the woman's hand, and Xingdi rolled his eyes immediately and was shocked.

But for a moment, a blue figure appeared beside him.

The man glanced at Emperor Xing who was shocked on the ground, and his eyes were cold and sarcastic, and he dragged him onto the dragon bed.

He raised his foot forward, took the portrait hanging on the screen, replaced the incense in the incense burner, and then left.

The bedroom was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

The next morning.

"Emperor, Emperor?"

"Jin'er, Jin'er..."

Guiming suddenly stunned when he heard the name called from Emperor Xing's mouth, and then called out a few more times, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

"Jin'er!" Emperor Xing called Shangguan Jin's name and suddenly stood up.

"The emperor is a slave and a noble lady."

When Emperor Xing saw him, he let go and hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the screen opposite him. It was empty and there was nothing.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again, but there was still nothing.

"Did...was everything that happened last night dreaming?"

Nightmare, dream in dream?

Looking at Emperor Xing's haggard appearance, Guiming asked in a low voice, "Did the emperor have a nightmare last night?"

Emperor Xing did not answer and asked in a deep voice, "When is it?"

"It's almost time."

"Hurry, change my clothes quickly, it's too late!" Emperor Xing said as he hurriedly got up, but after a heavy torture, he fell down.

Guiming hurriedly held the person and said at the top of his voice: "Come on, the emperor fainted. Please pass it to the imperial physician, pass it to the imperial physician!"

In this way, Emperor Xing was sick and kept muttering the name of the dead concubine in his sleep from time to time.
Chapter completed!