Male Lead, Let Go of That Female Lead, Let Me Come

From that day on, Yan An will never smile at her again, but she has no regrets.

This jealousy and obsession accumulated over time, and turned into a demon that destroyed the sky and the earth, and finally plunged Zhao Nansong into a doom.

"Would you like something to eat?" Zhao Nansong looked at Yan Hui, who was pale at the time, and said softly, "I made these myself, you like to eat them."

Yan Hui was still tied to the bed, tilted her head, facing the wall, ignoring Zhao Nansong.

Zhao Nansong was accustomed to Yan Hui's ignorance of her, "Drink some porridge, there is bird's nest in it, which can help you replenish your qi and blood."

Silence, still silence.

"Let me feed you," Zhao Nansong scooped a spoonful, blew it, and handed it to Yanfen's mouth.

Yan Yan raised her hand and opened it abruptly, and the mysterious star chain suddenly tightened, "Go away...sigh..."

"Be careful," Zhao Nansong immediately loosened the chain when she saw Yanfen's wrist being tightened. Looking at the blue and purple marks on her wrist, there was a hint of distress in her eyes, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Yan Hui sneered as if she had heard a big joke, "If you have any regrets... why don't you let me go?"

Zhao Nansong brought Yu Ning ointment and gently applied the medicine to Yanfen, "I will never let it go in my life."

Yan Hui looked at her coldly, "Then get out of here!"

"If you eat something, I'll leave, okay?" Zhao Nansong filled another bowl of porridge, "Drink the porridge and I'll leave."

In order to make Zhao Nansong get out, Yan An could only eat the bowl of bird's nest porridge.

Zhao Nansong said his words and left the forbidden room.

Yan Hui looked at the mysterious star chain on her wrist, she couldn't undo it now, Gu Wanqing said that whoever tied the chain had to undo it.

Now Zhao Nansong's blackening value has reached 99%, and it is almost 100%.

What if Zhao Nansong's blackening value reaches 100%?

She has been imprisoned here by Zhao Nansong for a long time, and Yan Hui has calculated that it will be a month.

Lying in bed every day, and playing all kinds of love and hatred with Zhao Nansong.

To tell the truth, she was tired.

Mainly this month, she was always locked up. In order to cooperate with Zhao Nansong's acting, she couldn't eat well or sleep well.

And Zhao Nansong suddenly opened his mind from the last time, and played with coercion on her, which made her excited, and the girl began to take the route of pure heart and few desires.

During this period of time, whether it was taking a bath or changing clothes, Zhao Nansong seemed to have no interest in her. She had to suspect that Zhao Nansong wanted to change her method and kill her alive.

If that doesn't work, she has to figure out a way.

Whether it was going out or eating "meat", one thing had to be done first, and she was going to suffocate to death.

It wasn't until night that Zhao Nansong came over, still carrying her favorite food.

"It's time to eat," Zhao Nansong came to call her after setting the meal.

Yan Hui glanced at the food, she felt that Zhao Nansong was raising her like a pig, and she had evidence.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Nansong saw that Yan An was looking at the food, "Don't you like today's food? Then I'll have it redone."

"No need," Yan Hui looked at Zhao Nansong, "Is there any wine? I want to drink."

"Drinking?" It was during this time that Yan Hui took the initiative to talk to her, and Zhao Nansong was a little excited, "What would you like to drink?"

"Pear Blossom Liquor."

"Okay," Zhao Nansong asked the guards outside to get the wine.

"Can you unchain me? I want to go down."

Zhao Nansong immediately became vigilant, "No."

Yan Hui sighed, "A person with martial arts skills, can't you still look down on me, a woman with no strength?"

Zhao Nansong thought about it, too.

She was in this forbidden room, and there were heavy guards outside the forbidden room, and Yan Hui could not escape.

She slowly untied the chains of Xuanxing, Yan Hui shook her wrist and breathed a sigh of relief, finally undoing it.

Wine was served outside the door.

The two of them drank wine silently, and Zhao Nansong looked at Yan Hui drinking herself cup by cup, obviously looking like she was using wine to cover her sorrows.

She didn't hinder Yanfen's behavior, so that's fine, Yanfen can have a vent.

Yan Hui really needed an outlet, she was about to suffocate during this time.

This wine is a good thing, what if you drink too much.

Five jugs were emptied, Zhao Nansong just drank a jug with Yanan, and Yanan finished the rest.

Zhao Nansong looked at Yan Anni with her chin propped up, her cheeks rosy, and smiled at her.

In her dark heart, an inexplicable emotion and nostalgia rose for no reason.

Yan Hui hadn't laughed at her like that for a long time, never had a good conversation with her, and never called her "sister".

Yan Hui looked at Zhao Nansong's hand on the table. The ten fingers were slender and white, like white jade. The fingertips were smooth and rosy, and they looked charming and lovely.

She took Zhao Nansong's hand to her face, and let out a sigh, "It's...comfortable."

Zhao Nansong's hand was icy cold, and it was very comfortable against her hot face.

"Did you drink too much?"

If she didn't drink too much, how could Yan Hui act so affectionately with her?

"Hmm....I didn't drink too much...I just..." Yan Hui narrowed her eyes with a smile, "...just turned into a mermaid, I have to... look for the cold... sea..."

Zhao Nansong watched Yanfen rubbing against her palm all the time. Maybe her hands were often cold, so Yanfen who drank too much would like it.

Fingers caressed Yan An's face gently, her movements were gentle, revealing doting and cherishing.

"If you were able to get close to me like this normally..." Zhao Nansong looked at her with an infinite memory in his eyes, "...how good."

Yan Hui didn't answer her, just laughed softly.

"Yan Hui?"

Yan An raised her eyes, "Huh?"

She asked in a tight voice, "Can I... hug you?"

Yan Hui smiled and nodded.

Zhao Nansong pulled Yan Hui and hugged her tightly. She was overwhelmed with admiration, unable to calm down for a long time, and a satisfied and excited smile appeared on her face.

Yan Hui raised her head, her eyes were confused, she looked at Zhao Nansong's lips and exhaled like blue.

"I... I'm going to be... a bubble..."

Zhao Nansong pursed his lips and smiled, a smile on his lips, "I'll show you my sincerity... okay?"

"it is good."

A ridiculous night.

Clothes were messy everywhere, and the room was shabby.

Zhao Nansong raised his weak hand to the side, opened his eyes abruptly, and looked at the empty space beside him in horror.

Dragging his sore body, he hurriedly rolled out of bed, put on a casual dress, and shouted with a hoarse voice, "Someone!"

No one answered the door.

Zhao Nansong touched his waist, and the token was gone.

Yan An ran away with her jade badge!

"Empress Empress!?" The guards on patrol saw Zhao Nansong's clothes in a mess and looked anxious. Seeing her running over in a panic, the guard immediately knelt down and asked, "Empress Empress, is something wrong?"

"Have you seen Yan Hui?"

The guard reacted for a while before realizing that Zhao Nansong was asking Concubine Yan.

"Reporting to the Empress, didn't Concubine Yan get aroused by you?" The guard looked at Zhao Nansong's face, "Could it be... Concubine Yan escaped?"

Zhao Nansong knew from the stunned expression on the guard's face that he didn't see Yan Hui, so he didn't understand him. Just as Zhao Nansong was about to leave, a weak voice came from behind the guard.

"Wei Chen.. I saw that Concubine Yan went to..."

Zhao Nansong stopped abruptly and looked at the speaker, "Where did you go?"

"Wei Chen saw... Concubine Yan went to the tower."

Zhao Nansong ignored the pain in his body and flew away.

Everyone was amazed that the Empress could actually know martial arts, and this Qinggong was quite good, and it had disappeared before their eyes in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Nansong rushed to the city wall. The guard of the tower said that Yan Hui was indeed on the tower, and he didn't know what he was doing. Because there was the empress' jade plaque, everyone dared not approach and could only guard under the stairs.

The city wall was windy, Yan Hui sat on the side teeth, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and felt comfortable physically and mentally.

During the wild game last night, Yan Hui tried her best to make Zhao Nansong faint, so she took her jade card and ran out in the morning.

The reason why she didn't leave the palace and came to the tower was that Yan Hui planned to play a big game. She wanted to make Zhao Nansong's blackening 100%.

Mainly when I woke up early this morning, Yan Ani received a notification from the system that the blackening value had dropped to 95%, and she also added 1,000 points!

This made Yan Anis depressed all of a sudden!

She rolled the sheets just for her own pleasure, but she also rolled off Zhao Nansong's blackening value?

Actually, she was a little rude last night, and it was considered to punish Zhao Nansong for imprisoning her, so Zhao Nansong was exhausted in the middle of the night and passed out by her.

As a result... just like this, Zhao Nansong can still reduce the blackening value, and she is also convinced.

The scorching sun in the distance hangs high, and it shines warmly on people. Yan Ani estimates that the time is coming soon.

"Yan Hui!"

Yan Hui raised her brows, she's here!

Zhao Nansong saw Yan Hui sitting on the city wall with her legs hanging outside the wall, her thin body swaying in the wind, and she almost stopped breathing.

"Yan An," Zhao Nansong stared at Yan An's figure, "Can you come down? It's too dangerous there."

"Come on," Yan Yan's voice was blown over by the wind.

Zhao Nansong nodded and said, "I'm here, so... can you come down?"

"You know... how much I woke up in the morning..." Yan Yan looked at her coldly, not concealing the cruelty and cruelty in her heart, "... disgusting?"

Yan Hui's words were like a thunderbolt, and Zhao Nansong's blood coagulated instantly, trembling all over and chilling.

"I really didn't expect...you would be this kind of person."

"Sorry."

Apart from saying sorry, she couldn't say anything, and she knew best what she was thinking.

A gust of wind blew, and Yan An's body trembled twice.

Zhao Nansong panicked when he saw it, "Yan Hui, will you come down? If you are angry, come down, whether you beat me, scold me or kill me, I will handle it with you, okay?"

"Beat you, scold you, kill you?" Yan Hui snorted coldly, "I feel... disgusting."

"..." The hand hidden in the sleeve clenched tightly, Zhao Nansong was afraid that Yan Hui would commit a foolish thing, and coaxed, "Okay, if you feel disgusted, then I will show it to you, will you come down?"

Yan Hui frowned, "Do it for me?"

She didn't understand what Zhao Nansong meant.

Zhao Nansong took the knife guarding the guards behind him and swiped directly at his arm. He moved neatly without any hesitation. The blood immediately flowed out, dyeing Zhao Nansong's white sleeves red.

"Empress Empress!" Everyone was in an uproar, and they all knelt down and pleaded, "Empress Empress, please take care of your body!"

Zhao Nansong didn't hear everyone's dissuasion at all. Seeing that Yan Hui was indifferent, he raised his knife and slashed again. His pale face smiled at Yan Hui, "Yan Hui, do you feel relieved?"

For some reason, Yan Hui felt that something was changing quietly. She couldn't control it, like the blood on Zhao Nansong's arm, which was dazzling and eye-catching.

"Zhao Nansong," Yan Hui sighed slightly, "What's the point of you being like this?"

Zhao Nansong stretched out his hand and moved over step by step, his voice trembling and tight, his tone eager, "It's meaningful, Yan Hui, will you come down? I'll give you the knife, do whatever you want to me, so... come down, okay? "

Today's Zhao Nansong is already the lord of the Heng Kingdom, but now in front of everyone, he is wagging his tail and begging at Yan Hui, without any self-respect.

Yan Hui felt that if she killed Zhao Nansong, would she be happy to hand her the knife?

A feeling of exhaustion rose from within.

She felt tired, and the world was a little unhappy.

Yan An was too lazy to go on, "Forget it."

"What... what?"

Zhao Nansong didn't dare to move. He stared straight at Yan An and stretched his fingers forward, hoping to touch a corner of his clothes.

As long as a corner of the clothes, she can return to her side.

"I said forget it," Yan Hui smiled at Zhao Nansong, "Forget it all."

The smile at the corners of her eyes and brows gradually faded away on her beautiful face, making her flawless and vulgar face as gorgeous as the melting snow in spring, making people unable to remove it.

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Zhao Nansong slowly stepped forward, "Will you come down?"

"Zhao Nansong," Yan Yan opened her arms, fell backwards, and laughed loudly, "Live well."

There is no difficulty in this world that can stand in your way.

I wish you endless long life, my lady queen.

"Yan Hui!"

At this moment, Zhao Nansong felt his heart hurt as if he had been gouged out alive.

"Yan Guifei!"

The next second—

"The Empress!"

Before everyone's eyes, they saw that the Queen's concubine unexpectedly jumped down from the tower along with Concubine Yan.

The tower is very high, about five or six stories high. Yan Hui made an estimate at that time, it could fall to death.

The moment she fell.

【warn! The main characters in the world have blackened and increased. At this time, the blackening value is 100%, and the host's 5000 points are deducted! 】

【warn! warn! The main character of the world dies, the world collapses, and 100,000 points are deducted from the host! 】

The main character of the world is dead! ?

Before Yan Hui could understand the meaning of those words, she saw Zhao Nansong jumping down! ?

Zhao Nansong threw out his belt and wrapped it around Yan Hui's waist, pulled up hard, hugged Yan Hui, and looked at her quietly with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Zhao Nansong's eyes were no longer crazy, ferocious and stubborn.

Those eyes were as clear as when they first met, as bright as autumn water, and there was a gentle smile in their eyes.

"That's fine, if you want to die, I'll accompany you." She seemed to be relieved, her tone was soft, and she still carried all kinds of doting tenderness.

Like Yanan wanting to play, she played with her.

No matter what Yan Hui does, she has always been accommodating to her.

before being crushed to pieces.

Yan Hui lowered her eyelashes and looked at Zhao Nansong in her arms. She was never afraid of death. She had died thousands of times in the past mission world, and her death was also very strange, but... only this time, Someone would be willing to die with her.

He sighed softly as if he was compromising, raised his hand and hugged Zhao Nansong tightly, chuckled lightly, and said, "Alright."

She drove Zhao Nansong crazy with her own hands, and now this ending can be considered a complete success.

In the autumn of the thirteenth year of Jingheng.

The empress Zhao Nansong and Concubine Yan both fell on the tower.

The emperor died, and the eleventh prince ascended the throne in succession. Zhao Nansong made a will before his death, and ordered Prince Zhao to assist the eleventh prince as the regent and preside over the government on his behalf. After the eleventh prince and the crown, the power was returned.

The Yan family's crime of treason, after being inspected by Dali Temple, was deliberately fabricated by the enemy's lord to frame the loyal minister Yan Ke.

Gu, sentenced the Yan family to acquittal, and the officials were reinstated.

Everything was finally covered by the first snow of winter.

And... that part of the past, hidden in the autumn leaves in the palace, unknown to others.

The author has something to say: Yan Hui smiled embarrassedly: Play off it!

The Lord God's eyes pressed down: Wait.

Me (with a wretched smile): watching a play. …