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If.

If she died, wouldn't everything be different? Will this nightmare end, will it go back to the past, back to when he was still an emperor?

The more Jun Yiqing thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, his fingers tightened, and he pinched the white pear.

"Jun Yiqing ......" Bai Liluo has just been **, he doesn't have much strength on his body, the whole person is soft, and he has no ability to resist at all, "You're crazy!" Without...... Ahem...... Without...... I, you...... You...... You've starved to death a long time ago......"

"Dead? I am worse than dead every day now, it was you who pulled me down from that position, it was you who made me have nothing, and you still have the face to dislike me? Yes? What are you?

You're a, a poisonous! You ruined me, you ruined me! Jun Yiqing's eyes were red, and he pinched harder.

Bai Li fell to him to death, and hated Jun Yiqing to death, he was right, how could she be confused at the beginning, she wanted to get him so much when she saw him, and even played tricks, conceived his child, and when she knew that Si Beixuan loved herself more than him, she also took the child back to the eldest * ......

Why?

Where is he comparable to his boss Beixuan?

What's even like Bai Zixi?

Will Si Beixuan and Bai Zixi die for her, will he be Qingqing?

Not only will he not, but he still wants to kill her!

He said that he ruined his life, so wasn't her life ruined by him, everyone was each other, what right did he have to blame her?

Bai Liluo thought like this, the hatred in his heart became stronger and stronger, his hand kept groping and scratching under his body, and finally found something that looked like a modern miniature bomb, and instinctively stuffed it into Jun Yiqing's mouth......

Boom...... With a bang, the two people who had been entangled all their lives turned into dust in the explosion, and there was not even a corpse left.

Jun Yiqing's monologue————

In the fifth year after Ling'er left, I finally couldn't hold on.

Predicting that my time was short, and knowing that Ling'er had the intention of saying that way of governing the country, I wrote a holy decree on the day before my birthday, passing the throne to Jun Yi.

I have no heirs behind me.

And Jun Yi is the son of Jun Yiqing and Bai Liluo, he should call me the emperor's uncle, but he stubbornly calls my father.

I never hid anything about his father. The original little guy is only two years old now, but now he is like a small tree, tall and very sensible.

I don't think it's necessary to put parental enmity on a child, so I have never slackened off on his teachings.

That day, he asked me in a milky voice, Uncle Huang will live to be a hundred years old, and he will always accompany Jun Yi, right?

My hand paused, but after all, I lied to him, and I was right.

Actually, it's impossible, because I want to die. Because there is nothing to be nostalgic for, in fact, the entire palace is actually hated by no one except for my father who is already dead. My father is dead, my mother is dead, and even the throne that I had planned wholeheartedly is within reach.

The enemies have all been killed, and what I care about is nothing but Ling'er.

But she doesn't belong to me.

She said she was tired and asked me not to wake her up. I obediently complied, but she was a liar, and she didn't even leave me a last word, and walked so cleanly.

Actually, I know, I know she's leaving. I was a bad breed, and I was afraid of facing the hand that could not keep her, so the eunuch outside the door called and I left.

Now that I think about it, if I had to do it all over again, would I do it?

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