The sadness spread boundlessly and soon turned into a river in this prison. A feast of passionate pictures

Standing next to An Qiu, Ye Wushang could only see his long, black hair like clouds of smoke, and the braid held by his slender fingers. The long hair fell down, covering his face, and he could not be seen.

The expression of the time.

"Your Majesty."

An Qiu exclaimed, her white fingers trembling slightly, as if she had used great strength.

"Why."[

Ye Wushang looked at the woman in front of him. Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, but three words came out.

Why, why is all this happening.

The pain in his chest surged in waves with his emotions.

The dagger was inserted into his chest without hesitation. At that moment, he couldn't feel anything, he was numb and confused.

The thick and long eyelashes softened the originally strong and powerful outline.

There seems to be a lot of deep thoughts hidden between the slightly frowned eyebrows, but they are locked together with the eyebrows. Those extremely sexy lips, and now the mustache is all over his face. In just one day, this man has aged

A lot.

The sultry, mellow voice echoed in the woman's ears.

The air is as cool as water.

.

The woman raised her eyes slightly, but her pupils were as cold as ice. She looked at the man who seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world, suddenly raised her hand and smiled, her smile was very enchanting.

"No reason."

The sound, as light as smoke, was like the tip of a needle touching Ye Wushang's heart, and Ye Wushang looked at the woman in front of him silently.

When his eyes touched the injuries on her body, his eyes darkened involuntarily.

"Damn it, what did I tell you?"

Feeling agitated, the wound started to attack again. Ye Wushang covered his chest and broke out in a cold sweat.

The strong smell of blood permeated the prison and refused to dissipate for a long time.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates make their own decisions. If the Prince wants to kill or scrape her, I have no complaints. It's just that this woman is not worthy of the Prince's love."

An Qiu's lowered head was raised resolutely.

He wanted to give her a happy life directly, but he knew that if he did so, he could not imagine what the consequences would be.[

"Very well. Considering that you have been following me for so many years, I will sacrifice one of your arms."

The cool tone is like the last winter day, which keeps blooming.

"Your Majesty, don't punish An Qiu. He whipped her because of you, Your Majesty."

A man in black knelt down again, wanting to pray for something, but in the end he could not pray for anything but this simple sentence.

I couldn't help but take a look at this woman. She was responsible for everything.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, mistakes have been made all along the way.

"Hehehe..." A chuckle overflowed from the woman's mouth, but there was no smile on the corners of her lips, but her star-like pupils were glowing with a strange light at this moment.

His eyes passed over Ye Wushang, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said lightly, "Stop acting in front of me?"

The mocking tone made Ye Wushang's back freeze instantly, and the air suddenly fell into an atmosphere of silence again.

"It turns out it was all just an act."

Ye Wushang turned around, stared at the woman in front of him, seemed to be questioning, seemed to be whispering, and raised his lips into a sneer.

For eight years, if everything was just acting, then how capable this person is.

He didn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

"You don't look good?" the woman asked very politely, but what she got in return was a roar.

"Luo, Liu, Ling, you...

An angry voice sounded in her ears, and the woman raised her head but smiled disdainfully.
Chapter completed!