It was silent. Only Gianna and Timothy\'s breathing could be heard in the entire hall as their eyes faced each other. 　　\"Sophia.\" 　　Timothy finally broke the silence, his voice was bitter and sad. 　　In Gianna\'s ears, it sounded as if it was spoken from three years ago, which caused her entire body to tremble. 　　Her eyes shook and the suppressed emotions could no longer be masked away. The sorrow brought sniffles to the tip of her nose as tears blurred her vision in an instant. 　　She raised her head slowly, and the moment she raised her head, a cold and smug smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. 　　\"Timothy.\" 　　She finally spoke, her voice oozed with pain and resentment from the past three years. 　　Every scene from three years ago played in her mind, and the scar on her abdomen ached like a burning fire. 　　\"Do you want me to tell you the truth? Did you really think that just because Veronica is dead, I would just

　　After hearing Timothy\'s words, Gianna didn\'t make trouble anymore, but obediently returned to Baohua Palace and didn\'t go anywhere. 　　She could not care less about the life and death of Timothy, but she could not possibly not care about the life and death of King Alex and Baron. King Alex was her only relative now, and Baron was the one who brought her back to this world again. How could she not save them? 　　From beginning to end, she still couldn\'t outplay him, whether it was three years ago or three years later. 　　If that was the case, then let it be as he wished. 　　The flowers outside bloomed and fell. It was already midsummer, and there was a lush forest outside. 　　Three days later. 　　The scale tipped in Baron\'s favor this time. Timothy had no support from the forces of the previous dynasty, and the newly cultivated forces under him were not strong enough. Baron was originally a general and prodigy, and he had the support of King Ale

　　Gianna looked at Timothy\'s retreating back, the silver armor seemed to have sucked away all the colors in this world. 　　Soon enough, he was out of her sight. 　　The slender figure walked out of the Baohua Palace and walked into the distance, lonely and desolate. 　　She picked up the lock charm on the side, and suddenly felt heaviness in her heart, then tears flowed down without warning. 　　She didn\'t know what was wrong, but suddenly felt that her world was empty. 　　Penny couldn\'t stand it anymore, and knelt in front of her. 　　\"My lady, please, don\'t torture yourself anymore. If you\'re really worried about His Majesty, then go and see him off one last time! After all, His Majesty will definitely die this time!\" 　　There was no doubt that he was marching out to his death. 　　Yes, outside was the ploy she laid out for Baron, but even without the war, Timothy wouldn\'t last long because she knew that Baron\'s poison had already t

　　\"No!\" 　　Baron was shocked, and the sword in his hand was thrown at the Empress Dowager fiercely. 　　At the same time, Timothy jumped with all the strength he could muster and his body was like a bird flying in the sky. 　　As Baron\'s long sword flew through the air, Timothy managed to pull Sophia\'s body over and pulled her in his arms before the sword could pierce through the Empress Dowager\'s chest. 　　At the same time, the dagger in the Empress Dowager\'s hand also stabbed Timothy\'s back. 　　Puff! 　　Whose warm blood spurted out? 　　Whose body dropped suddenly and fell off the city wall? 　　Who was still smiling as the wind howled and whose body was like a butterfly with broken wings? 　　\"No!\" 　　Gianna screamed sternly, then lifted her skirt as she rushed down the city wall. It was as if through all the time and years, despite the injuries and pain, she and he were still the shy teenagers under the peach blossom t

　　Outside the city, the long grass swayed with the early morning breeze. 　　The waterfowl in the reeds by the lake flapped its wings in the first ray of sunlight in the morning, and the birds in the forest began to sing when the first drops of dew fell. 　　In a thatched hut, a woman clothed in a worn-out robe and wooden hairpin boiled the first pot of tea in the morning and poured it into a white porcelain bowl, seeming to be waiting for some guests. 　　Half a stick of incense had burned and there was finally a sound of fine footsteps outside the fence of the wooden house, and a man with white hair and red robe stepped on the green grass and slowly stepped into the house. 　　Hearing the sound, Sophia turned around and looked at the person who came with a smile and said, \"You are really on time, the fifteenth of every month is here as scheduled.\" 　　Baron sat down, picked up the thick tea bowl on the wooden table, took a sip, and said, \"Maybe your boiled