Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 63 Has the Regent usurped the throne today (End)
The night wind rolled up the tulle door curtain, bringing a cool and cool feeling.

The two stared at each other from afar, forming a confrontation.

"Your Majesty knew I was coming." Nie Xuecheng gestured to the people outside, signaling them to wait in place and walk to Jige alone, not afraid of those hidden guards who were hiding in the dark suddenly attacking him.

Xiangyu opened her arms and stood in front of Ji Ge like a hen protecting her cubs.

She was trembling with fear, her arms were trembling, but she remained motionless, gritting her teeth and staring at Nie Xuecheng.

"Xiangyu," Ji Ge said again: "You step back first, the emperor won't hurt me."

Xiangyu turned her head to take a look, then walked a few steps to the side hesitantly, still staring at Nie Xuecheng's every move.

"Really, Your Majesty is so sure that I won't hurt you." Nie Xuecheng lifted the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and suddenly raised his hand.

Amid Xiangyu's screams, the long sword brushed against the girl's cheek, and firmly nailed to the wall behind.

The girl's black hair was blown by the wind, and a streak of blood on her snow-white cheek was clearly visible.

She still looked at him calmly.

"What do I want?" Nie Xuecheng let go, and suddenly pinched Ji Ge's fair and slender neck.

There are love and hate in the man's eyes, which have been distorted to the point of madness.

He has turned black.

The palm slowly tightened, Xiangyu screamed in fright, but was afraid of offending Nie Xuecheng, he really strangled Ji Ge to death, so he could only cover his mouth to hold back, but tears flowed down.

The air in her mouth decreased little by little, and Ji Ge couldn't help breathing quickly, but even so, she didn't beg for mercy.

"Feng Jige, are you sure I won't kill you?!" Nie Xuecheng still couldn't make up his mind to kill this cruel woman, so he let go suddenly.

Breathing in the fresh air, Jige coughed violently, his long hair fell loose, his thin back curled up, his spine was raised inch by inch, and the butterfly bones protruded slightly, forming an arc of flapping wings.

"Teacher," Ji Ge stopped coughing, and shouted to the side: "What did you see tonight?"

The screen was pushed away, and a middle-aged man with white beard and hair sighed and watched Ji Ge gently: "Your Majesty died, and ordered the Regent to enter the palace overnight, and wrote the will to be placed in His Royal Highness the Regent."

It is Zhang Dongshan.

Nie Xuecheng didn't get the news that Zhang Dongshan had entered the palace, and Ge Di felt out of control in his heart.

"Yes." Ji Ge frowned, and Nie Xuecheng realized that under the light, the girl's face was as white as a ghost, without a trace of vitality.

"Uncle Emperor," the girl who smiled heartlessly looked at him, "Are you satisfied with this result?"

"Fengjige," Nie Xuecheng growled with growing fear, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll send you to the throne," Ji Ge's lips leaked a gleam of blood, but he didn't seem to realize it: "Are you happy, uncle?"

The slender and thin girl smiled slowly, her raven hair pouring down and winding, making her palm-sized face more delicate, her phoenix eyes were thick and black, like black jade, and her skin was as white as frost and snow, almost transparent in texture.

There was a faint white line on the lips, and black and white collided to create a thrilling color, which was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Like a roaring phoenix, proud and gorgeous.

"Xixi," Nie Xuecheng panicked, Ji Ge's figure was clearly reflected in his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Ge didn't speak, just opened his mouth and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face became more and more ugly.

The look in her eyes is getting lighter and weaker.

"Uncle Emperor," the girl tugged at his sleeve, and babbled, "After you ascend the throne, help me take care of A Yuan. Also, the teacher has rich experience, you can ask him for anything you don't understand."

"Wind Silence Song!"

Ji Ge turned a deaf ear: "Xiangyu is getting old, you can help her find a good marriage in the future and let her go out of the palace."

Xiangyu at the side turned her face suddenly, crying sobbingly.

Zhang Dongshan sighed leisurely, showing pity on his face.

"Feng Jige, don't you want the child in your womb?" Nie Xuecheng now completely ignores the throne that he once wanted so much, trying to awaken Ji Ge's desire to survive.

Even the children who once hated it are willing to accept it.

"Forgot to say," the heat gradually dissipated, and the girl's eyes gradually blurred: "The child is lying to you."

Nie Xuecheng was startled, and tightened his hands, as if he wanted to pinch her shoulder.

"Uncle Emperor," the girl slowly lost all her strength and went limp: "The congratulations are true."

May you grow up happy and worry-free, and everything goes smoothly.

So the girl laid out all kinds of chessboards, and finally became today's lore situation.

She personally delivered the things he dreamed of, thinking that he would accept it with pleasure.

Little did he know that what he really wanted was not at all.

As the night darkened, leaden gray clouds gathered together under the action of the wind, covering the sky full of stars and moons.

The cold wind intensified, whimpering.

The young man didn't seem to have expected this kind of development, his eyes widened blankly, and then he woke up like a dream, and suddenly hugged the girl into his arms, his fingertips trembling faintly.

"You'll be fine." Nie Xuecheng murmured, not knowing if he was comforting himself or Ji Ge.

The girl still looked at him with a smile, without saying a word, with flying lines slanting out of the corners of her eyes, still proud and bright.

In a trance, big drops of tears fell down, meandering across the girl's delicate side face, leaving solitary water marks.

"Uncle Emperor," Ji Ge rolled up his eyes and smiled faintly, "You have to live well." Then he was trapped in repentance and loneliness for the rest of his life.

The clear voice was low and weak, with a bit of shyness: "I forgot to tell you the most important thing. I seem to like you a little bit."

Nie Xuecheng raised her eyes suddenly, and at the same time, the girl let go of her hand, and her eyes slowly closed.

"Feng Jige," Nie Xuecheng gritted his teeth. People outside didn't know what the Lord was doing, but they didn't dare to act rashly because they didn't have orders: "I don't want the throne."

Xiangyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, squatted down, and cried bitterly.

"I only want you." The last few words fell lightly in the wind.

But no one will answer.

Zhang Dongshan could not bear to turn his face away, although he and the young empress did not have a teacher-student relationship, but because of the short-term intersection, there was a bit of a teacher-student relationship.

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Feng Yuan was still asleep when she was called out urgently by the palace servants. Before she could react, she heard the death knell ringing all over the capital.

That means that a noble person in the palace died.

Feng Yuan's face changed suddenly, thinking of a certain possibility, he didn't care about waiting for An Fenyun any longer, and hurriedly drove to the palace.

But it was still a step late.

When she came to Chenji Palace, all she saw was Nie Xuecheng sitting on the couch and Ji Ge who had lost his breath in his arms, and Xiangyu knelt beside him with a sad expression.

"Sister Huang." Feng Yuan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, feeling a sense of mourning in his heart.

Nie Xuecheng's expression was dull, he didn't notice Feng Yuan who hurried over, he just said softly: "I promise you."

Live well.

The next day, all the courtiers looked at Nie Xuecheng standing next to the dragon chair in astonishment. The incident happened so fast that they hadn't reacted yet.

Zhang Dongshan came out and calmly read Ji Ge's will.

There is a will, after confirming that it is not a fake, no matter what they think, they respectfully recognize the new emperor on the surface.

After the morning court, Nie Xuecheng slowly walked out of the Jinluan Hall, Ge Di staggered, and Xiangyu, who was following behind him, realized that the man's temples had grown gray hair.

Ji Ge's death hit him too hard, Nie Xuecheng seemed to grow old overnight.

Lead gray clouds piled up on the sky, Nie Xuecheng spread his hands in a daze.

A snowflake fell on the man's palm and melted after a while.

This is the first snow this year.

"I will do what I promised you." Nie Xuecheng whispered to himself, "Xixi."

No one answered.

The man's voice suddenly choked up, and he closed his eyes, feeling inexplicably empty.

The world is so big, but no one loves him.

And from now on, there will be no way back.

　Four more, super fat, count as extra.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)