C19 Heartache

"But, but …" I, I don't want to die … "Sob, sob, sob …"

Hufei sobbed and collapsed to the ground, not even daring to look up at her son.

"Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother, don't cry, I …" "I will plead with my royal brother to let you go …" His eyes were red, and tears were still flashing. "Royal brother, everything that the Queen has done was for me, can you please let her go? "Elder royal brother, I beg of you, I beg of you …"

"Twelfth royal brother, just give up." Helian Xuan Yi shifted his gaze away and frowned. His arrogant and perfect face was as calm as still water, without the slightest ripple.

Looking at these Helian Profound Wings, Zi Yuan's heart thumped. She was already certain that not only would Helian Xuan Wing not let Huaifei off, he would also not let the Twelfth Prince off.

"Men, give the wine to Imperial Consort Hui and the Twelfth Prince."

Just as Helian Xuanyin's voice fell, Imperial Consort Hui suddenly went crazy. She frantically hugged his leg and repeatedly kowtowed to him, "Your Highness, I'll drink the poisoned wine. Please spare my son …. He, he is still your blood brother, I beg you, please let him go, let him go … "He's still a child, he doesn't understand anything. I was the one who sent people to kill the crown prince, and I implicated my son. He's not in the wrong, he doesn't know anything, so I ask that your Highness let him go, let him go …"

"Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother …" The Twelfth Prince threw himself into her arms, laughing as tears streamed down his face. "Imperial Mother, I'm not afraid of death. As long as I can be with Imperial Mother, I'm not afraid of anything …"

Esteemed wangfei hugged her son tightly as tears streamed down her cheeks. "My son, I'm sorry. Imperial Mother harmed you …"

"Imperial Mother, I'm fine. I can still be with Imperial Mother after death, right?" The Twelfth Prince embraced her neck, a pure and innocent smile blossoming on his handsome and adorable face.

While the two of them were talking, two cups of poisoned wine were delivered.

"Your Highness, the wine is ready."

"BOOM!"

The Violet Garden suddenly kneeled down heavily in front of Helian Xuanyin and lowered her head to plead, "Your Highness, the Violet Garden has never begged you before. Today, the Violet Garden is too impudent. It was just as esteemed wangfei said. The Twelfth Prince is your younger brother who shares the same bloodline as you. He's just an ignorant child. He … "

"Yuan, you are too bold today!"

Helian Xuanyi interrupted Zi Yuan with a cold tone. He bent over and pulled her up. His strength was so great that Zi Yuan was slightly shocked. When she wanted to struggle free, she realized that Helian Xuanji did not have any intention of letting him go.

"Men, feed the wine to Imperial Consort Hui and the Twelfth Prince now!"

Helian Xuan Wing continued to issue his orders while clamping down on Zi Yuan.

"NO!" "No!"

Zi Yuan flung his arms with all his might, but the strength of Helian Profound Wings was much greater than she imagined. If she didn't counterattack seriously, she was afraid that she wouldn't be a match for Helian Profound Wings. On the other side, a few steps away from her, the Twelfth Prince was being pinched under his chin, smiling at her with tears in his eyes.

"Big sister Zi Yuan, thank you …"

Tears rolled down the Twelfth Prince's face, but his face still continued to bloom with a pure smile.

"No …."

Zi Yuan quickly jumped up and raised his leg to sweep towards Helian Xuan Yi. In order to dodge the attack, Helian Xuanyin had no choice but to release his grip on Zi Yuan's hands, giving her a chance to escape.

"Twelfth Prince, don't drink!"

Without caring about anything else, Zi Yuan charged over. With a "pa" sound, the blue and white porcelain wine cup fell to the ground and turned into fragments. It then burst out with a sharp and dazzling light.

The beautiful little prince fell to the ground with a smile, a trail of dark red blood flowing from the corner of his lips. The person accompanying him was the mother he loved and cared about the most. Finally, the two of them would never be separated again.

"Plop!"

Ziyuan looked at the child who had died laughing, then knelt down in front of him in a daze. Tears welled in his eyes, and his hands clenched into fists. It was as if even his breathing had made her heart ache.

Heartache?

This was a special feeling she had never had when she was an assassin. And now, she actually felt heartache for an unfamiliar child. She … Was she the Violet Garden, or was she the original him?