Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Si Heng's eyes were red, and his whole body seemed to recover some strength. He suddenly stood up from the ground and rushed over, looking at the charred corpse, which still had some burning temperature.

The man's fingertips trembled slightly, shaking badly.

Want to reach out to touch, but fear back.

He didn't dare.

This is not a long song.

No.

It won't be her.

At that time, he rescued ran Changsong from the fire.

She was most afraid of fire. How could she choose such a way of death.

No way!

"Not her, not her. This is not her! " The hissing voice of Si Heng has lost all the demeanor of the past.

He grabbed the dark guard who was nearest to him with one hand and pointed to the corpse on the side. "Tell me, this is not dye song!"

All the dark guards were silent, and no one dared to speak at will.

In the huge palace, it was as terrible as death.

Xiao Qi couldn't see it. He came forward and stopped Si Heng. Although he was cruel, he had to persuade him, "emperor, you can't help but change. Changge girl, she..."

"I said, this is not her!" Si Heng pushes Xiao Qi away.

The shade in the eyes is terrible.

Even Xiao Qi was afraid.

The emperor wants to be crazy

"Emperor, this is found in the house..." A little eunuch was trembling, holding a pile of things that had been burned to pieces. Occasionally, a few pieces could be seen as portraits. He knelt down in front of Si Heng.

These are

He sent someone to dye Changge, all the portraits she had painted for herself.

It seems obvious.

She wanted a portrait in the afternoon, but she wanted to leave with it before she left.

He didn't want to leave him a complete picture.

Si Heng's heart seemed to be seized by people. He even had a trace of pain in his breath. He even knelt down in front of the body of the emperor.

He reached out and slowly touched the cheek of the corpse.

It seems that it still has some burning temperature.

But he did not let go.

Gently caress this face, heartache is like wring.

He was wrong.

He shouldn't have locked people up.

He's wrong. He should believe her.

Dye long song, you get up, as long as you get up, I believe you, OK?

Long song

You come back.

I was wrong

I was wrong

Si Heng raised his hand gently, as if he wanted to wipe the dirt off the face of the corpse.

Slightly trembling hands, lips slightly open, "long song, I take you. Go back to... "

It's too cold in the harem and too cold in the prison.

He won't lock her up any more.

No

In front of me, it seems that I have two selves.

One watched helplessly.

The other one, out of his wits, took the body away.

As if in this world, his soul has been torn apart, divided into two people.

But without exception, it is that kind of heartrending pain and regret.

Completely annihilated him.

Why, long song she

He will be able to find out soon.

Why

In a trance.

The scene seems to have gone.

No fire, no palace.

No pain, no harm.

Yes, it's just the palace he once knew.

It's just that he seems to know the things in front of him, but he doesn't seem to know them very well.

That night.

It's dark.

Long song seems to have just finished painting.

When I got up from the house, it was already a dark night.

I can't see my fingers.