C303 Noble Consort Ling's Death(1)

He had never been loved by Royal Father and Royal Mother since he was a child, and it had been difficult for him to take even a single step in the depths of the Palace Examination. He had been bullied and humiliated when he was a child, and had been framed when he was young. If not for the fact that he had coincidentally received the teachings of an expert, he would have long since been reduced to a pile of dirt and dirt, and would no longer

Such a situation didn't give him an opponent nor an enemy. Instead, it gave him two people who called themselves his parents.

He still remembered that when he was young, in order to receive a compliment from Royal Father, at the age of five, he practiced his swordsmanship day and night. How many times had he fallen, and how much blood had he saved? He was already numb to the pain, but when he showed it to Royal Father... Not only did he not praise him, he even said that he was already so vicious at such a young age. His eyes were filled with hatred and severe punishment.

In order to get a smile from Royal Mother, he secretly learned how to cook her favorite osmanthus soup. However, when he delivered it to her, she flipped her hand. The osmanthus soup fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain bowl cut open his palm full of blisters. Fresh blood flowed, but she said in disgust, "I feel disgusted when I see you!"

Such examples were too many to count. His heart had been filled with anticipation from the beginning until now. These were all thanks to them. They were the ones that cut through his heart, one blade at a time. Until all the emotions in his heart were exhausted!

But now, she told him that the reason why the two of them hated him was only because of a coincidence. Then, what kind of joke was it that he had been struggling with his life and death all these years, the despair of falling from grace all these years, and the pain of being in so much pain that he wished he was dead all these years?

Since that was the case, then why was he born back then? Could it be that he came to this world to experience a desolate life, to be covered in scars?

Lan Xuehan clearly did not expect that there would be such a secret history of the Palace Examination. No matter who was right and who was wrong back then, the only one who was injured was him!

Looking at his usually cold and resolute face, it was now filled with despair and desolation. Her heart was also in pain. She knew that although he was not good with words, he still longed for his parents in his heart.

Otherwise, why would he turn a blind eye to so many assassinations? It was to give her an excuse, a reason to lie to her.

However, now that everything was clearly spread out, it was nothing more than pushing him, who was already at the edge of the cliff, into the cliff!

Thinking of this, Lan Xuehan's heart was filled with bitterness. She forced the corner of her mouth to bend and said to Beiming Yu with a warm look in her eyes, "Yu, even if I come to this world, I will not be looked forward to by others. It will not hinder you from finding happiness! You are a natural king. Your existence has given your subordinates a chance to be reborn. You still have your people, your faith, and our friends!"

Lan Xuehan's words were so soft that they could not be heard, but every word she said struck Beiming Yu's heart. It was like a ray of light that pierced through layers of haze, dispelling the darkness in his heart and giving him a glimmer of hope for a new life.

No matter what happened in the past, he was now him!

"Bengong wants to take her away!"

His cold words carried his usual arrogance, as if the person in front of him was just a stranger!

Noble Consort Ling's lips curled into a smile, but her gaze was as cold as ice, causing people's hearts to tremble.

"Sure, as long as you exchange your life for it." After saying that, she took out a bottle from her bosom and threw it to him. "Take the medicine in this bottle, and I'll let her go!"

Beiming Yu held the bottle, and his fingers were even whiter than the jade bottle.

"As long as I take this medicine, you will let her go." He did not ask what was in the bottle. Right now, he only cared about her!

"I will never go back on my word!"

When Lan Xuehan saw this, her expression became anxious. She shouted with all her might, "Beiming Yu, don't eat it. Don't believe her words. Leave. I don't need you to care about me."

Beiming Yu looked at Lan Xuehan and the corners of his mouth curled up into a gentle smile that only existed to her. "How can I not care about you?"

After saying that, he swallowed the medicine without any hesitation.

After a while, dark red blood fell from the corner of his mouth. He suddenly knelt on one knee. His face was pale and his eyes were full of pain.

Noble Consort Ling saw this and immediately laughed crazily. She turned to the man in black and said, "We finally got our revenge."

The man in black did not speak and just quietly looked at her.

Beiming Yu, who should have been lying on the ground, suddenly stood up. He used his hand as a palm and struck the man in black with a majestic aura.

The man in black flew forward. Noble Consort Ling saw this and immediately rushed forward to pick him up. She anxiously called out, "Shaowen, how are you?"

As she spoke, she took off the black cloth on his face. She saw him spitting out blood. His eyes were blurry and his breath was like a thread.

Beiming Yu's martial art was already unfathomable. Now that he had used his full strength, there was no way he could turn the situation around.

Noble Consort Ling hugged him, and her bright red palace dress was stained with blood. It was completely dark red.

He reached out his hand to touch her face, but his eyes flashed and he still lowered his hand.

In this life, he was filled with sins of murder. He who lived in the darkness had long forgotten what was called light. This kind of him, what qualifications did he have to touch the most beautiful woman in his heart?

He looked at her face full of tears and said word by word, "Don't cry. I have never regretted it in my life!"

Hearing this, the tears on Noble Consort Ling's face flowed even more recklessly. She desperately reached out to block the blood at the corner of his mouth, but it did not have any effect.

"Shaowen, don't die, don't die. If you die, what should I do?" Noble Consort Ling shook him and cried.

"You..." Before he could finish, he lost his breath.

When Noble Consort Ling saw this, she reached out her hand in disbelief and gently touched him. She whispered, "Shaowen, Shaowen?"

But the person in her arms would never respond to her!

Lan Xuehan was put down by Beiming Yu. Lan Xuehan tightly grabbed his sleeve and then asked with a worried expression, " Beiming Yu, you..."

Beiming Yu knew what she wanted to ask. He smiled and said softly, "It's fine. That poison doesn't work on me."

After Lan Xuehan heard this, her worried heart finally relaxed. She relaxed her tensed nerves. In the end, she felt pain all over her body, making her break out in cold sweat and frown.

When Beiming Yu saw this, he immediately called out, "Ming Yi."

Ming Yi appeared and knelt on one knee, "Your Highness."

"Immediately send Princess Xu back and summon the Imperial Physician to diagnose and treat her. Tell the Imperial Physician to do his best to treat Princess Xu, or else this Crown Prince will have his entire family buried with her!"

A trace of struggle flashed across Ming Yi's expressionless face. There was slight hesitation in his eyes, but when it came to Beiming Yu's cold and anxious gaze, he still lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Yes!"

After saying that, he took Lan Xuehan.

After Lan Xuehan left, Beiming Yu came in with the secret guard outside. At this moment, Beiming Yu's handsome face turned pale and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.