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Chapter Fifty-Five: Buried Widows

Zherong looked at Prince Xi Ming with a sad expression, his brows frowned slightly, and hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said, "Criminal Prince, I don't know if I should say it."

?”

"Bang!" He opened the paper fan again and swayed slowly on his chest. Prince Xi Ming raised his eyebrows coldly and said calmly, "But it's okay."

"Crown Prince, don't forget your mission to come to Dayuan Kingdom this time! If you can't marry Princess Yingyue this time, you won't be able to make a fortune when you go back."

A gust of wind blew across the woods, making a serene sound, causing the silky and soft blue shirt to sway in the wind. Xi Ming's handsome figure seemed so vicissitudes and melancholy under the swaying shadow of the trees.

A confused color flashed in his deep black eyes. Xi Ming sighed softly, without answering, but asked back: "Zherong, how many years have you been with me?"

"It's been a full ten years since the prince said."

"Hmph, it's been ten years?" With a slight self-deprecating sneer, Xi Ming turned his gaze to a bush in the distance. "White horse passed by, the sun and the moon were passing by, and the plum blossoms were blooming at the bottom, and the weather returned to the sun early.

I didn’t expect that you have been by my side for a whole decade. Isn’t these ten years of experience enough to understand a person?”

"I understand my humble position, but my highness, it's not a solution to continue like this. You have never had any children, and Your Majesty is very dissatisfied with you!"

"Haha!" Xi Ming sneered, suddenly waved his fist and smashed it towards a pine tree in front of him. After a muffled sound, the pine nuts, dead branches, leaves, and dust fell from the tree in a scattered manner...



Liu Qingyan hid in the dark, watching from a distance, and was also stunned by the scene in front of him. He looked very angry and irritable. Is there anything wrong with him?

"Crown Prince!"

"I'm fine!" Xi Ming waved his hand very calmly again, swung his sleeves, wiped away the dust on the back of his hand, and put it behind him, "I can't tolerate any woman in my eyes!"

"Prince!"

Lifting the corners of his mouth bitterly, Xi Ming's face was full of sorrow, "Flowers fall all over the ground and scattered into songs, and his heart is broken and he falls into rain. From then on, there is a grave in his heart, burying the unknown. There is no monument on the grave, but only the heart is broken

Tears. I don’t want to hate, but my heart refuses. The deep hatred that is engraved in my heart seems so out of place with this beautiful world..."

His depressed and unsuccessful expression even touched Liu Qingyan, who was hiding behind the shade of the tree, surprised her at his infatuation!

There is a grave in my heart, burying the unknown!

When I first heard this sentence, the sour sadness brushed the faint melancholy in my heart. Qing Yan couldn't help but scream for its short cross, but it hurt its hot heart and screamed. He sighed secretly and said to himself: Anyway

Those who are experiencing all the way in love can appreciate the intriguing depth. This Prince Xi Ming must have experienced a heart-warming love of life and death. Otherwise, he would have been remembered for ten years without being close to him.

Female sex...

Qing Yan finally understood why he was not interested in Li Shishi's dance, why he was too lazy to even look at him, just because at this moment, he could no longer tolerate any woman in his eyes!

So, what should Princess Yingyue do?

At the beginning, Qing Yan even felt sorry for Prince Xi Ming, because Yingyue was actually a woman who was "so" and a woman who could caress each other without restraint and sincerely follow the beautiful male lover! She is the prince,

Is it a loss to marry such a wife?

And now, Qing Yan has to worry about Princess Yingyue's prospects. She wants to marry a man who is destined to love her, a man who has put herself in the grave.


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