Under the night, the layers of palace doors are like a giant beast that chooses people to thirst.

Ahya followed behind Xie Jie and slowly walked out of the Jinde Palace.

She turned back to the inner sanctum and finally looked at it.

In the darkness of the lamp, is the body of consort has been cold, twisted back bowed, face is full of blood paste, can not see the features, but can also imagine the pain she was in when the poison.

It's over.

Ahya let out a long ...