Only to see his face pale as paper, his eyes closed, breathing, no heartbeat, like a beautiful ice sculpture.,A beautiful woman in palace attire rushed forward, her exquisite face filled with sorrow and anger: "Tian'er is dead!",They gave Summer a long, hard look, sheathed their swords, and bowed deeply. "We acted rashly," they said, "Please forgive our boldness, Your Majesty, and Your Highness!"。