Until, finally, I saw a little bit of palace sand on her right arm...
As soon as his hand loosened, the whip, which was still licking her blood, fell to the ground slumped.
wrong!
wrong!
All wrong!
Recalling her disdain for Cang Xiyuan.
Recalling Cang Xiyuan's persistence to her.
Recall what she just said.
Thinking back to the mistakes he made against her...
Lowering her head, she lay quietly in Mei Siyu's arms, but there was not even a trace of hatred on her face.
She chose such a decisive way to say goodbye, but she still smiled until the end.
She is not unfaithful, never has been.
It has always been my own imagination.
The wishful thinking is that she is a wanton woman, and the wishful thinking is that she hates her and abuses her.
Is it really just because of her affair with Cang Xiyuan that she has lost the face of the Qingyang Palace?
Or, had she unknowingly left a mark on her heart that lingered?
Suddenly shocked, he rushed forward.
The pulse in her hand could no longer be felt.
How can it be?
how can that be possible?
How could a person who was alive just now stop moving so quickly?
Did you lie to me?
Are you trying to scare me?
You're still alive, aren't you!
"Get away! You have no right to touch her!" Mei Siyu pushed Mu Yuntian away fiercely.
He took a few steps back and fell to the ground, with a confused and confused expression on his face.
However, his hands holding the ground were sticky and greasy.
Turn it over, the scarlet color on it is dazzling and dazzling, it is full of blood!
It's her blood!
It was me who forced her to death!
She is already dead!
It can never be saved again!
"No!!!!..." He growled and fainted.
"elder brother!--"
Mu Yunshuang rushed up and told the servants who had already looked stupid: "Why are you still standing here! Go call Doctor Wu! And drag these two bitches back to the house."
"Yes, yes." The servants agreed in unison and wanted to take Bai Yu Yueque away from Mei Siyu's arms.