Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 783 The Ending (45)
The most tragic thing is that apart from the pain, he also hoped that her heart would feel better, that the guilt for the dead would be relieved for a moment, and his heart-piercing pain would not be in vain.

At this moment, he realized again that he, Nan Ao, really loved the woman in front of him, and was afraid that she might be a little bit bad.

He loves her so much!

For this love, she couldn't extricate herself, even if she exchanged her broken heart for a moment of peace, it would be like drinking sweets!
He tried to make the last effort, opened a pair of dull and dull eyes, and begged bitterly with a begging voice that he had never used in his life: "Fenghua, give me a chance, let me make up for the mistakes I made. I made a mistake, okay? Just one chance, just one..."

Is this man begging her?

Will the proud Nan Aotian beg for help?Will he also put down his dignity and beg him?
However, she didn't feel any pleasure, let alone the touch he expected, her heart was soft, only boundless anger.

"Nan Aotian, when I knelt in front of you and begged you to let Chunshui and the others go, did you ever give me a chance, did you ever give them a chance. They treated me like relatives The existence of her is the comfort of the soul in the deep palace, but you personally ordered them to be beaten to death in front of my eyes, making me sleepless at night and unable to eat."

Her emotions became a little agitated, and the words she uttered were accompanied by a slight tremor and a strong anger that was deeply forbeared. In the scene of being in a pool of blood, even though he was dying of pain, he still tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said with difficulty: "Miss, we don't regret it!"

Don't regret dying for her, don't regret pleading guilty, don't regret being treated as a scapegoat.

They don't regret it, but she regrets it. She wished that the one who died was her, her...

The hatred in her heart, which was on the verge of erupting like a volcano, was suppressed by her, and then she asked coldly with stubborn, hatred eyes: "You refused to give me a chance and give them a life So, what qualifications do you have today to ask me to give you a chance?"

If this man was willing to give them a chance at the beginning, their flowery lives could continue to bloom instead of withering like this from time to time.

Her girls who are with her life and death, her sisters who stick to each other with their lives!If he was willing to give them a chance, why would they turn into a cup of loess now, and the fragrance will disappear.

Such a him, what right does he have to beg her to give him a chance?
Nan Aotian stared at her who was excited, angry, and even hated, he was at a loss for words for a moment, he never thought that those three girls were so important to her.

Back then, the Empress Dowager found him with a rag doll with her birth date written on it, the theory of witchcraft, a common method in the court.

Although he knew that Fenghua was framed, the doll was searched out of her palace in full view.

At that time, he was facing the danger of losing her, and his heart was in a mess, so when Chunshui and the other three came forward to confess the crime, he chose to sacrifice the lives of the three girls to save her.

Is he wrong?

He admitted that he was selfish, but if he did it again, he would still make the same choice, just because in this life, without her, he would no longer be able to find the joy of living.

"Fenghua, I just can't lose you? You know that I have no choice. Between you and those three girls, I choose you. If you hate me because of this, I have nothing to say, even if time Reversed, if I do it again, I will still make the same choice, even if you hate me!"

Fenghua's heart trembled slightly. Nan Aotian did this just to save her life. Standing in his position, he naturally did nothing wrong. People like them who grew up in the royal family and fought on the battlefield naturally took their lives inappropriately. One thing, in their eyes, it is a great blessing for a slave to die for his master.

But, she is not, she doesn't think so, why should a slave be inferior to others, just like why a businessman is inferior to others, even if the whole world thinks that he did nothing wrong, she can't accept Nan Aotian's behavior, he obviously has a better way However, she chose the simplest and cruelest way, letting her watch the girls who love her sisters die in front of her own eyes.

What could be more cruel than this?Get along day and night, wait for her wholeheartedly, live for her, die for her, she owes them too much, and she can't pay it off in this life.

Perhaps, the person she should blame should not be Nan Aotian, but herself!
Nan Aotian saw that Fenghua's complexion seemed to be a little loose, so he said expectantly: "Fenghua, let's forget the past and start over, can't we? This time, I will confess, there will be no more concealment, let's start over!" "

Start over, can they start over?

Fenghua shook her body, shook her head and smiled wryly. When she watched Chunshui's girls die with her own eyes, after the child in her womb was gone, there was no possibility of a new start between them.

She looked at his eyes full of hope, full of frightening brilliance because of anticipation, and a cold smile appeared in her eyes, directly hitting his heart with a coldness that could extinguish the fire, and said indifferently: "There is no possibility for us to start over in this life, unless..."

Because of her words, Nan Aotian's heart gradually darkened. When he heard unless two, a glimmer of hope emerged again. He was eager to know what this hope was: "Unless what? You tell me, I will do my best to do it.”

"You will do it?" Fenghua smiled coldly, ruthlessly shattering his last hope: "Unless, you can make Chunshui and the others come back to life, unless you can let that child come back to me in the stomach."

She laughed: "Can you? Can you? Can you use your supreme imperial power, can you use your emperor's dignity, to help me fulfill this wish?"

Her laughter stopped, and her indifference remained the same: "You can't, can you? Since you can't do it, then never expect to start again. It's hard to get over the water. We have long since lost the possibility of starting again."

(End of this chapter)