Reborn as the first poisonous concubine

Chapter 917 The Death of Xiao Heng 3
His heart fell when he saw her smile under the pear tree...

He hated the tacit understanding between her and Xiao Jingyao, and also hated that Xiao Jingyao not only had a talent higher than his, but was more qualified to have her!

He tried his best to make her happy, and finally managed to shift her attention from Xiao Jingyao to him!

Recalling that when he married her back then, he also got the support of the Li family of Zhaojun for his ascension to the throne. Compared with Xiao Jingyao's frustration and loneliness, how happy it is!

And now, the same situation happened to him!
When Xiao Jingyao ascended the throne, he was also accompanied by that strange woman Wei Zijin, and the crown prince was established early. Although he would not be reduced to a prisoner, he was imprisoned in this temple. I don't know when will be his whole day...

Xiao Heng shook his head and smiled wryly. Seeing that the meditation room was completely dark, he simply lifted off the worn-out quilt wrapped around him, stood up and groped in the meditation room, gusts of cold wind came through the dilapidated windows, making him tremble, Even his hands are not very sharp.

After busying for a while, he finally lit the candle.

He walked to the window with a candle lamp in his hand, and the hot air he exhaled quickly turned into a cloud of white mist. It seemed that the night was colder than the day.

He stretched out his hand to caress the window lattice, and found that the water droplets on the window lattice had frozen. With the help of the weak candlelight, he saw snowflakes floating outside the window.

Xiao Heng carefully put the candle lamp aside, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed open the dilapidated paper window. The cold wind rolled snowflakes into the Zen room, and onto his head and body.

"It's a lot of snow..." Xiao Heng sighed lowly, and stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, but the snowflakes like willow catkins fell into his palm and turned into a puddle of cold snow water.

The candlelight was flickering, Xiao Heng was sitting by the window like this, his body was already wet with snowflakes, but he didn't realize it, the year when Li Jingyou just married him, and he walked on the snow and admired the plum blossom together in his mind situation.

Thinking of her smile, thinking of her easy-to-read poems, he was actually a little dazed.

But a gust of cold wind woke him up, and her voice and smile finally left him with his cruelty!
"Ah Jing, Ah Jing, I have failed the people of the world, and I have failed you..." Xiao Heng suddenly burst out laughing, and at the end of the laugh, his voice was a little choked up.

"Ge Shengmeng Chu, stalks grow in the wild.

Yumei died here.who with?alone!

Ge is born with thorns and spreads in the field.

Yumei died here.who with?Solo!

The corner pillow is embarrassing, and the quilt is rotten.

Yumei died here.who with?Dudan!

Summer day, winter night.

After a hundred years, return to its home!
Winter night, summer day.

After a hundred years, return to his room! "

At the end of Xiao Hengyin, his whole body was frozen stiff, but he didn't know it, and stretched out a hand out of the window: "I'm going to die, why didn't you come pick me up..."

He widened his eyes and stared out of the window, hoping that her ghost would appear in front of him, and until he exhausted the last bit of strength, he failed.

The last drop of candle oil in the meditation room was also burned unconsciously.

When the weather cleared up the next day, the people in the temple pushed his room away and were shocked by the situation in the room.

The once aloof emperor Xiao Heng was sitting by the wide open window, with one hand still stretched out of the window.

It's just that no one knows when he stopped breathing, his eyes widened, and his whole body was already stiff.

(End of this chapter)