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Chapter 64 "Father, my daughter is here to send you to her death."

The two are twin sisters, they have the same face, but they have completely different destinies!

The former was subversive and exiled in the world, never forgetting the blood feud; the latter was adopted as an adopted daughter by Prime Minister Bu when he was young, and recognized the thief as his father.

A bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, maple red in the middle of the night, Bu Jinzhao forgot about her childhood, and became the most famous talented woman in the capital, and also the sharpest knife in the hands of the prime minister.

Different from her elder sister who is heroic and unrestrained, Bu Jinzhao has been ill for a long time since childhood. She coughs every three steps and pants every five steps. It is said that she will not live to be 20 years old.

Twin sisters, one civilized and one martial, met 18 years later and became mortal enemies!

Bu Jinchao fought Yan Zhaoxue to the death in the early stage, and it was not until the end that he discovered his own life experience. Knowing that he had recognized a thief as his father for eighteen years, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't get sick since then.

In the finale, the Suzaku Sect rebelled, the prince forced the palace to rebel, the seventh prince set up a net, and the two blood brothers finally turned against each other for the throne!

That night, Yan Zhaoxue led the imperial army to fight against the Prince of the East Palace. There were constant fighting sounds and rivers of blood...

As for the crumbling Prime Minister's Mansion, Bu Jinchao worked hard to deal with Prime Minister Bu, even at the cost of his life, and drank the Hedinghong red wine handed over by Prime Minister Bu himself with a smile.

When the opponent completely lowered his vigilance, a dagger pierced deeply into Prime Minister Bu's heart!

The white dress was splattered with blood.

Bu Prime Minister is unbelievable.

"Bangdang-"

The dagger hit the ground with a crisp and silent sound.

Bu Jinzhao slowly took two steps back, her hands covered with blood. She bowed solemnly and tenderly bid farewell to Prime Minister Bu's body.

"Father, I will see you off with my daughter."

She personally swallowed the poison given by her enemy, she would die without a doubt, and even more so with the determination to break the net, she hated Jiuquan.

When Yan Zhaoxue rushed over, it was already too late.

Poisonous hair, the young lady of the Bu family who was once famous in the capital did not want to die in such a state of embarrassment, so she jumped down from the tall building.

Ended short life.

At the last second after jumping off the tower, she looked at the long dark night in the distance, smiled slightly, and her voice was hoarse.

"So my name is Yan Jinchao..."

"Ah Chao!!" The prince rushed over heartbroken and saw the scene of his beloved jumping off the city wall.

He was wearing a python robe and crying bitterly while hugging Yan Jinzhao's body, his hands were shaking badly. Whether it was Bu Jinzhao or Yan Jinzhao, they were the ones he had loved for ten years!

Yan Jinchao left only a blood letter after his death, begging Yan Zhaoxue to spare the life of the crown prince. If you care about the relationship between the sisters, please bury her body on the high mountain with Yan's general. She is on Huangquan Road and wants to meet Yan's family Ancestors.

Later, when the seventh prince ascended the throne, the prince was deposed and demoted to a common man.

The prince left home and became a monk in a Buddhist temple. From then on, he did not care about the worldly affairs. He kept a grave in his heart. He was the prince's concubine whom he had determined to marry since he was young.

On the green hill, Yan Zhaoxue carved Yan Jinchao's tombstone with her own hands, carved a line of words on the wooden board like a dragon with a knife.

Yan Qixing's daughter Yan Jinchao!

The wind blows, the sun sets, and there are rows of desolate tombs.

It ended her life of living a lie most likely.

Finally, after death, live in the sun.

Some readers said that she watched it for three days and cried for three days. Under such a decadent feudal system, freedom itself is the original sin.

Every character in the book has his own destiny, full of flesh and blood with ambition, all tragic, not that BE is better than BE, and the heights are too cold.

(End of this chapter)