As the bitter taste entered his throat, An Lingrong understood that his life was about to end.
It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also good. An Lingrong thought carefully as he counted the almonds on the plate. I am afraid that Zhen Huan will think so when she understands the meaning of her words in the future.
And maybe she will continue as always, thinking aloofly that this is her guilt for her, and that she also regretted it when she was dying?
An Lingrong smiled silently, but he knew that he had never regretted it.
I don't regret entering the palace, I don't regret meeting Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang, I don't regret parting ways with them after being hypocritical, and I don't regret every move I take against everyone.
And this last shot... Hum. Slowly closing his eyes, An Lingrong knew that in the end, he would be satisfied with the result.
Zhen Huan, the empress, the emperor... These people who have harmed themselves should all pay the price.
Come on, start fighting, just like you do every day when you are trapped here, stabbing others in the heart by any means necessary!
I have personally delivered the ticket to this wonderful show to you, Zhen Huan.
It's a pity that the winner of this good show will not be me anyway...
The soul gradually became lighter, and An Lingrong greeted death with a smile.
It would be nice if I could be luckier...
A cool story about An Lingrong's rebirth and his lucky buff to kill through the harem.
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