Too much sourness boils in my chest, and too much emotion is not enough to express to outsiders.
Tears seem to flow backwards, flooding in my heart, but my eyes are dry and not a single tear can flow out.
Heavy pain and despair seeped coldly into the empty heart.
Yue Wushang, it turns out you have never believed me, [
It turns out that in your mind, everything I do has an ulterior motive.
Suddenly I felt very tired, very tired...
Yue Wushang saw that her eyes had returned to the calmness of dead water.
My heart felt like someone had suddenly grabbed me, and I felt indescribably suffocating and uncomfortable.
I couldn't tell what the purpose was, but I blurted out a sentence: "Forget it this time! I have not forbidden you, and it is not impossible for you to go to other places to play..."
Qi Luoer nodded slightly: "Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Majesty. I'm tired. Can I go down and take a rest?"
She said it very politely, just like an ordinary guest asking the host to leave.
Although they are only a few feet apart, they can almost smell each other's breath. But it feels like they are thousands of miles apart...
Her body became increasingly slender, and her pretty face became unhealthy and pale.
The whole person is like a doll whose soul has been drained away and has no vitality. It is so pale and fragile that it makes people feel distressed.
Yue Wushang's knuckles turned pale white in his sleeves, and he resisted the urge to hold her in his arms.
He nodded coldly: "Whatever!"
Qi Luoer didn't say a word, turned around and flew down...
Qi Luoer flew back to the small courtyard where he lived.
Xi'er rushed up and grabbed her sleeves, her face full of panic and joy: "Madam, madam, you scared Xi'er to death. Madam, are you okay?"
Qi Luoer flicked his sleeves, waved her away, and said calmly: "I'm fine."