C2 Death Without Rest

Shangguan Hong, how could I, Murong Sheng, let you go!

Even if I die, I will walk the Road to River Styx with you!

However, it just so happened that right at this moment, "Your Majesty!"

He saw a beautiful woman running towards him with a pale face.

Her eyes were red and swollen. She ran over and kneeled down fiercely on the cold stone steps. "Your Majesty …" I beg you, please spare this Sister Sheng, this Sister Sheng has no merits to contribute and she still has to work hard, I just hope that your majesty can calm her anger and spare this Sister Sheng's life … "

She choked on her words, her eyes red. "Please …"

"Shan Er!" Shangguan Hong's eyes were filled with anger, "You are now the mother of a nation, do you know what you are doing!?"

Murong Shan bit her lips and pleaded weakly, "Your Majesty …"

"You don't need to say anymore, I will never forgive Murong Sheng for his actions! However, for the sake of our friendship in the past, I will leave her a corpse! "

"Your Majesty, it's time." The eunuch behind Shangguan Hong bowed slightly as he reminded Shangguan Hong with the poison.

Seeing that the eunuch was about to go in and poison him, Murong Shan kneeled down and kowtowed a few steps, "Your majesty, at least allow me to bid farewell to Sister Sheng …"

Shangguan Hong did not trust Murong Sheng, even though she had already become a cripple.

However, he was also reluctant to part with his beloved woman. "Get up first."

Murong Shan was startled, then she kowtowed and laughed at the same time, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Shangguan Hong brought along his eunuchs and left the room temporarily. With bloodshot eyes, Murong Shan brought the maidservant over to Murong Sheng's side and slowly squatted down.

"Sister Sheng …"

A trace of ridicule appeared in Murong Sheng's eyes.

Murong Shan gently embraced her, and whispered into her ear in a voice only two people could hear, "Sister Sheng, you think that your son is His Majesty? That's not it at all, he's the Ghost King's … "

Her eyes became even redder as she muttered, "Sister Sheng, can you guess how Mo'er is doing?"

Murong Sheng's pupils suddenly contracted! It was close to tears of blood!

Murong Shan!

Sensing that the emotions of the person he was hugging had finally changed, Murong Shan pursed her lips and muttered, "Rest assured, go. I will help you 'take good care' of your Mo'er …"

The voice suddenly became louder, "Sister Sheng... "I hope that in the next life, we can still …"

Before he could say anything, he was cut off abruptly.

Murong Shan slowly lowered his head in disbelief as he saw a golden hairpin almost sink into his chest.

The palace maid at the side screamed. Shangguan Hong, who was at the door, looked in, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"Poison woman!"

However, the moment Shangguan Hong neared him, he had never expected that a weak and crippled girl would actually jump up like a desperate wild beast, quickly and ruthlessly biting on his large artery!

"Poof! Poof! Poof!"

It was the sound of several swords piercing through the body.

Murong Sheng's vision had already blurred, but she did not loosen her mouth. She wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood, to take his life!

Before she finally lost consciousness, her ridiculous life flashed through her mind like a passing lantern.

"Sister Sheng, as long as you are willing to marry the Spirit King, I, Murong Shan, will definitely remember you!" Her cousin, who had always taken good care of her, for the first time begged her with bloodshot eyes.

Sheng'er, as long as you are willing to marry the Ghost King as your concubine, this old one will immediately bring your parents back to the Rongguo Mansion from the manor. The old lady of the Rongguo, who had always kept her word, promised solemnly.

"Don't worry, Ai Hui. Your brother and uncle will also accept it and send it to the academy to study." This was her second uncle who always doted on her the most.

"Hahahaha ~!" She laughed mournfully, but it was barely audible, not a sound.

She couldn't accept it!

She … He died with grievance!

Finally, she thought of Merle.

She thought of the Ghost King, the husband that everyone feared and was cold-blooded and emotionless, yet she poisoned him herself.

He thought of the last time he looked at her. That complicated, heart-aching gaze.

So it turned out that those eyes were filled with heartache for her!

In the next life, may I no longer be unworthy of you.