The 2894th Chapter Reality (8)

This resilience makes his body strong.

Easily toss yourself without killing yourself.

Entering the bedroom, I saw a row of flower baskets placed on the table.

Lu Xinglan's indifferent eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation. He came to the table and reached out to undo the cloak.

And Xin Wu, who had just walked in after taking the umbrella, stretched out his hand and naturally took his clothes and placed them on the shelf on the side.

After putting away the clothes, Xin Wu went to make tea freely.

The emperor's bedroom was cold.

The places to grow flowers are much more comfortable than here.

It is deserted here all year round.

In winter, the floor heating is not allowed, and there is a charcoal fire.

When Xin Wu came in, he didn't take off his robe because it was too cold.

It's snowing outside and the windows are open here.

When you look up, you can see the red walls and green tiles covered with snow, which are very beautiful.

It's fucking cold.

And Lu Xinglan, who had taken off his robe, was wearing a white robe, with a delicate dragon pattern on his pale golden belt.

The harem is too lonely.

Even the embroidery mother and the weaving girl came out with a bird.

There are few people in the palace, and there is no mistress.

Who can they serve.

Only on Lu Xinglan's clothes, he tried his best to make a fuss about how delicate and beautiful the embroidery was.

They're all killing time.

Lu Xinglan sat by the window, stretched out his hand to prop the window higher, and the snow outside immediately flew in.

He didn't look cold at all, he lowered his eyes and started to make rouge.

The red flower juice is finely ground.

Xin Wu was expressionless, not surprised.

He put a cup of hot tea beside Lu Xinglan, and then he brewed another cup for himself.

Drink while hot.

Cold tea hurts the stomach.

He is now old enough to take care of himself.

Xin Wu took a sip of tea before thinking of something to say calmly: "The Emperor is dead."

After ten years, he finally died.

Lu Xinglan didn't move, his beautiful fingertips touched the flower juice, dyeing a blush on his nails.

Xin Wu: "Eating poisonous rouge for ten years and slowly torturing myself to death is also a skill."

The deposed emperor who was sent to Jiangnan finally found out one day that the girl he robbed committed suicide with rouge.

It is said that the emperor collapsed on the same day, vomiting blood, and everyone thought he was helpless.

After tossing for several months, it was barely able to recover.

Xin Wu has been paying attention to the Emperor Abolition.

Wait for him to confront Lu Xinglan and find something for Lu Xinglan to do.

To ease his depressing state like a dead man.

As a result, the emperor started to make rouge, and then made a little and eaten a little.

Rouge is poisonous, it is put on purpose.

Not much, just a little.

Just like when a girl does rouge, she applies her lips.

The waste emperor also began to apply grease and powder, and used a lot of mouth grease.

Still hairpins.

But wearing a male robe, nondescript, like crazy.

Not crazy.

Xin Wu thought that he was trying to be brave, pretending to be crazy and selling stupidly, and silently saving his own strength in order to regain the throne.

But I saw that he had been insane.

Stupid enough to receive news of his death yesterday.

Lu Xinglan filtered the flower juice, her eyes were extremely cold.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at Xin Wu coldly, "He died quickly and easily."

He was willing to save Yuan Xuan's life.

Just don't want to cheap him.

Why should he stay in this world without her.

The girl he loves is gone.

He is the culprit.

Because he made her kill herself.

And Yuan Xuan is the accomplice.

Because he made her have suicidal thoughts.

Both of them had to die.

Otherwise, how could she be worthy of the loneliness of her lying alone in the mausoleum.

The Emperor's death was but a few words.