Maybe sometimes, the entanglement of love and hate is just something that only happens when people are alive, and when you really live and die, you finally find that many of the attachments that were once obsessed and tangled will eventually turn into dust and become insignificant.

"Little... Beware of the leaves... Ye Ting ......" Ye Ya spoke strongly, and as a large amount of blood flowed out, the whole person's face became more and more pale.

Concubine Ye was stunned, as if she didn't expect her to remind her to be careful of that woman, and she didn't think much about it immediately, so she nodded hurriedly and said, "I'll be careful... I'll be careful......"

"Jiang... River...... Hui Ru kills... Kill your grandmother...... The evidence was put in the blue by me... Before Lan ...... finished speaking, a large pool of blood poured out of Ye Ya's mouth again, staining her snow-white teeth red.

Ye Ya's gaze began to drift little by little, and the world gradually became hazy, as if she could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing out of the blood vessels, and she could also hear the whole world becoming silent.

She thought, if she could wake up earlier, if she hadn't been so obsessed with and chasing power, if she hadn't been carried into the Ye family by Jiang Huiru in the first place, if she hadn't been jealous of Concubine Ye, if she could turn back early at any time, if she ......

There are too many ifs, but all this can't be restarted after all, in fact, fate has given her many forks in the road, and has given her the opportunity to choose again, but she is still blinded by power and desire, and becomes a sharp weapon in the hands of others, and then finally... Nothing.

She still has a lot of things to say, a lot of unwillingness and complaints, and a lot of sorry to owe, and wants to see Jiang Huiru again, and ask her why?

But she knew it was too late... It's too late......

Even though she struggled hard, she couldn't say anything more after all, and the hand that had been holding Concubine Ye quietly slipped off and smashed on the floor, making a crisp crashing sound.

"Yaya... Yaya! Concubine Ye looked at her eyes full of unwillingness, and couldn't help crying bitterly.

Her eyes are as beautiful as when she was a child, even if she has gone through the complexities of the world, but at this moment, she has finally washed away the lead, pure as a clear spring.

It's just a pity that fate doesn't necessarily give everyone a chance to start over, and not everyone who realizes their mistakes has time to mend their ways.

Just like Ye Ya, she has been fighting all her life since she was a child, but in the end, what?

Concubine Ye knelt on the floor and cried sadly, she really didn't understand why she was so sad, maybe, just because of the glass of water she brought when she was thirsty, maybe just because she gently patted her little hands when she had nightmares, maybe just because she was standing side by side with her in the family photo she painted.

The disgust and hatred that were once regarded as maggots on tarsal bones have gradually turned to dust with the withering life, replaced by the warmth of the past, and those beautiful memories will remain in their memories forever and ever.

Concubine Ye slowly stretched out her hand to help her close her eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Hanwen, I will treat him as my own, you can go with confidence......"

I don't know if it was because she heard Concubine Ye's words, so that Ye Ya finally closed her eyes, this life that had been entangled with her for more than 20 years finally passed away quietly in such a small room.