Amidst the blossoming of blood, Li Chen held Ji Ling'er.
Half of Ji Ling'er's body was stained red with blood, and she was already on the brink of death.
"Ling'er!"
Li Chen's voice was somewhat hoarse, as he called out heavily.
"Sir, Ling'er can no longer serve you. After I'm gone, you must take good care of yourself. The time spent with you has been the happiest days for Ling'er. If there is a next life, Ling'er would still serve you, without regret and without complaint..."
After saying the last four words "without regret and without complaint," her outstretched small hand suddenly fell, and her gentle water-like eyes closed forever.
However, the corners of her mouth still carried a faint smile, as usual.
"Ling'er!"
Li Chen tightly embraced the already cold Ji Ling'er, his fury reaching its peak, shouting out these earth-shattering words.
Others in the Royal Palace, upon hearing the commotion, rushed over immediately.
