The key is, how did she just happen to forget these two years...

  Now she's contracted a deadly disease and become a dying person. She died so quickly! These seventeen years were truly lived in vain!

  Chu Ci felt more and more depressed and suffocated as he thought about it.

  Then, the craving came again at this time.

  Chu Ci buried her face, biting her own fingers without making a sound, and bit out blood, but still couldn't alleviate the pain.

  She bit her lip and wept.

  It's not sadness, but it hurts so much that I'm crying.

  And it's going to be even more unbearable than the last time I had a relapse.

  Chu Ci bit her hands so badly that they were bleeding in several places, ruining the careful bandages that the Crown Prince had applied to her wounds.

  But still no use.

  Chu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, groaning in pain as she crashed into the stone wall behind her. It hurt so much, ah, ah, ah, she was going to die from the pain!

  Chu Ci couldn't help but hurt herself, like a madman, using every means to harm herself, torturing herself until she was covered in blood and in agony.

  She just needs to continue eating the white poison, and it won't hurt so much anymore. However, despite being in agony that was almost maddening, Chu Ci never thought of making such a choice from start to finish.

  I would rather die from opium poisoning than live as a person I myself despise.

  Although naive and ignorant, at least it lives up to its own innocent heart.

  But at the cost of her dying even more miserably.

  While Chu Ci never thought of living and walking out from here.

  When the pain made her curl up and tremble on the damp ground, Chu Ci weakly gasped, her small face almost stuck to the icy ground, inhaling the piercing sand grains. With a small hand stained with blood, she slowly grasped a small stone and struggled to prop herself up.

  I wonder if His Highness will find her remains in the future.

  But if he really came, he saw that the stone wall was full of scolding words. The prince was so petty, and if no one was willing to help her collect the bodies, she would be pitiful.

  Chu Ci tried to shift the pain, his fingers were pinched with blood as he grasped the stone, using force but carefully writing on the stone wall.

  All of the above are just momentary remarks from Chu Ci, Your Highness, don't take them seriously.

  This sentence was written by Qu Yuan with great difficulty, almost relying on his willpower to write it down, and the characters are stained with blood.

  It would be good if His Highness the Crown Prince could help her collect the bodies.

  It's so cold...

  Chu Ci hugged herself tightly again, and her whole body seemed to be in pain, as if there was no good flesh left.

  She was tormented every minute and every second, so she had already forgotten what day and night were.

  Only knowing that consciousness is getting thinner and thinner, people are getting weaker and weaker, wanting to die very much, but also wanting to be hugged by the Crown Prince very much.

  The lighter has been extinguished for some time.

  In the darkness that surrounded her, when the flames lit up the cave, Chu Ci shivered and hugged herself, her eyes dazedly following the shadows.

  Soon, in the light and shadow, she seemed to see a very tall person with long legs, a good-looking face, beautiful eyes, but very cold, not the kind of cold that makes people dislike him, as if it were frost condensed in the wind and dust.

  He was dressed in a cold, icy black long gown, and he was the Crown Prince.

  Maybe she fainted and had hallucinations.

  The Chu Ci's teeth were chattering, but her dark eyes still sparkled with a bright and clear light. She looked up at him, holding out her two small hands in front of him: "Your Highness, can you please lock me up..."

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