The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Jiang Fuguang's eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his hand, gently covered his hair, and stroked his gray hair: "You did a good job too."

Ji Ruxuan's voice was low and hoarse: "Since ancient times, kingdoms have changed hands and dynasties have changed. The legacy of the previous dynasty's royal family rarely ends well. All the members of the royal family with integrity died for their family and country in the end." His tone was full of pleading, "But I don't want you to die, I want you to live."

He should have guessed it a long time ago. Jiang Fuguang is such a proud person, how could he become a subjugated princess?
  Even if he gave her the country as a gift, promised her the throne, and swore the only vow to her in this life, he could not compete with the loyalty and integrity in her heart.

he thought sarcastically.

Ji Ruxuan couldn't help but choked up: "Unify the north and south, pacify the barbarians, and create an unparalleled prosperity. Throughout history, few emperors can do it. Such a mission is too heavy. I'm afraid I can't do it, so... Yan, can you stay with me?"

Jiang Fuguang's eyes were distorted, and she became trance-like. She seemed to have seen another "Ji Ruxuan".

His black hair turned to gray, he wore a mysterious black crown, twenty-four crowns on his head, and a long horizontal knife on his waist. He held the handle of the knife, carried the sun and moon on his shoulders, and carried mountains and rivers on his back. He was isolated in the Tai Chi Hall. In front of you, watch the sunset over the mountains and rivers.

The shadow of dusk stretched his obscure figure very long. His steep figure was majestic and majestic, like a mountain rising several feet from the ground, showing a suffocating and heavy oppression. The drooping pearls and jade blocked his face. She looked at it. Can't see the expression on his face.

She thought that this should be what she imagined Ji Ruxuan would be like after becoming the Destined Human Emperor.

It was completely in line with her expectations for a wise king and holy master.

But Jiang Fuguang was heartbroken and suddenly realized what it means to be "lonely".

The person in front of her was not her Jun Xuan, he was Ji Ruxuan, the Nine-Five Master and the Lord of all things in the world.

He walked alone and had a bumpy life, on a thorny road paved with flesh and blood and carried by bones, climbing high and heavy, and his black hair turned to gray.

Finally, he stood alone on the high platform.

Jiang Fuguang's nose felt sore and she was about to shed tears. She opened her mouth...

Ji Ruxuan was afraid that she would refuse, so he raised his head and looked at her: "Ayan, since you hope that the world will be peaceful and peaceful for a long time, and that the people will live and work in peace and contentment, why don't you join me in person to share the world, instead of believing in the empty prophecies of that old man like the Cardinal? Aren't you yourself more reliable than an inexplicable prophecy?"

Jiang Fuguang was suddenly speechless and found that she could not refute every word Ji Ruxuan said.

Reaching out and lightly touching his gray hair, Jiang Fuguang's fingers felt as if they were burned: "What happened to the hair?"

Hearing her change of topic, Ji Ruxuan's eyes were full of disappointment, and he wrapped her hand in his palm: "It's because of the remnants of the poison."

Jiang Fuguang suddenly remembered that on the morning of the second day of the palace incident, when she thought of Ji Ruxuan, her heart twisted inexplicably. Later, she had an unknown nightmare, thinking that Ji Ruxuan was suffering at that time.

"What kind of poison is it? Can you tell me now?"

"It's an evil poison from the Western Regions called Brain God Pill. This poison will corrode the poisoned person's mind and turn him into a bloodthirsty monster."

Ji Ruxuan no longer concealed anything and told the inside story about his poisoning.

He also deliberately suffered a misfortune, thinking that he had been burdened with destiny since he was a child. He could not cry or laugh, so he was regarded as a monster by his mother and was rejected. explain. Ji Ruxuan looked aggrieved and looked at Jiang Fuguang helplessly: "...The Dog Emperor wanted to use the brain pill to control me. Unexpectedly, Dr. Shi detoxified most of the poison for me under a strange combination of circumstances. I was not evil. Poison control, he probably thought that the development of the Brain God Pill failed, so he forced the entire Yu family to death."

"Ever since I was fifteen years old, I have been suffering from the backlash of residual poison. Every time there is a backlash, the pain becomes more severe, and the time between the next backlash becomes shorter. Now, I can hardly be stimulated by blood, and I can't control myself when I see blood. Killing intent..."

He kept talking and made himself as miserable as possible.

Jiang Fuguang had seen him in agony when he used his kung fu to attack poison. She could not imagine how dangerous it would be for the poison to backfire.

She suppressed her coughing and said in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Ji Ruxuan's eyes were red, and she said: "Isn't that because I'm worried about you? You worry about this and that every day, and you always have endless worries. Anyway, you can't detoxify for a while. Let me tell you, apart from letting It’s useless for you to worry…”

He didn't want Jiang Fuguang to know that after the remnants of the poison backfired, he was like a monster.

"Who says it's useless," Jiang Fuguang interrupted, coughed, and then continued, "At least I can't die calmly."

Ji Ruxuan is probably the person who knows her best in the world. He always knows how to make her soft-hearted and can easily break her heart.

Ji Ruxuan's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

"The Taoist Master only told me that although this poison is more troublesome, it can be eliminated," Jiang Fuguang sighed, "Guiling Pills can suppress the toxin, so I thought that as long as I make more Guiling Pills, it can help you recover." It will be easy to detoxify the body in the future.”

She was always afraid that she didn't have much time left and that she wouldn't have enough Guiling Pills. Over the past year, she spent most of her time in the incense room.

She was worried that the poison would harm her body, so she asked Yu Hengzi for a lot of secret recipes, and even made a lot of medicines to nurse the body after getting rid of the poison.

She was worried that after Ji Ruxuan ascended the throne, the affairs of the country would be heavy, so like her father, she dried her body and made requiem incense and Hongshan incense to nourish the essence and spirit. She also made many secret medicines to maintain the body.

She didn't know that it would take a year and a half to get rid of the poison. He would have to exhaust all his energy and endure the pain of Ling Chi. If he made the slightest mistake, his life would be in danger.

He didn't know that after the poison was removed, his body would become very weak and he would need long-term care and recuperation before he could fully recover.

She did so much in the hope that Ji Ruxuan could become a wise king and holy master, but she also felt sorry for Ji Ruxuan and hoped that he would be healthy for the rest of his life.

Ji Ruxuan was stunned. His face was filled with shock, excitement, ecstasy, regret... all kinds of emotions flashed one by one, it was a wonderful display.

"Once you have concerns in your heart, you won't be able to let go of this world of mortals." Jiang Fuguang leaned closer, and under his stunned gaze, kissed him gently in his hair, "I can't let go of you."

Ji Ruxuan was dumbfounded: "You, you, you are willing to do it for me..."

Seeing his stupid look, Jiang Fuguang chuckled: "You also said that my heart is too big. I can accommodate the common people, why can't I accommodate you? Everyone has selfish motives, and how could I know that you are not the most popular among them? The one who is favored? I can sacrifice my life for the sake of the people and my country, but how do you know that I will not miss the mortal world for you?"

Well, as I got closer to finishing, my procrastination started to kick in. I didn’t want to type or finish every day. . . . . . Every book I write, the further I get to it and the more I want to finish it, the more I procrastinate~ Sigh~