"That's all! Think about it for yourself! If you have anything you want me to help with, just ask." After that, he slowly left.
Lan Mengdie sighed deeply! Did she want to go back just after escaping? Although Prime Minister Mu was not her father, she had already regarded Prime Minister Mu and his family as her own family in the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers. How could she ignore her family's affairs now? What can she do?
Is this fate? Is there no way to escape? Will Ling Haotian give up on himself? No? He is not a foolish king? Although he is very domineering, he is very concerned about the affairs of the people. What went wrong! Annoying and annoying! Lan Mengdie feels very happy Depressed, she got up and walked out of the private room. She wanted to go out for a walk alone. The night was beautiful and there were not many people walking on the street. Love? What is it? Is it occupation? Is it exclusive? No, that's Ling Haotian's personal opinion, but she is Lan Lele! But she cannot be Lan Lele but wants to be Lan Mengdie. Why is all this happening? Shen Jianshang, whom she loves, would betray her so cruelly. Can love still be trusted?
Suddenly someone grabbed her foot, which startled Lan Mengdie. When she saw a bloody hand grabbing her foot, she almost yelled, "Oh my god!" She didn't even know she was grabbing her. The one holding his feet was a man. He was covered in blood. Although he looked like a ghost, he was not a ghost. He was a seriously injured man.
Lan Mengdie used all her strength to lift him up, "You?"
The injured man said helplessly: "Save my girl!"
"Brother, don't talk! I will save you! Come with me!" I thought to myself that before my matter was resolved, another bloody man came out!
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda
Lan Mengdie felt that all her strength to feed him was exhausted. She finally managed to put him down and asked a doctor to treat him. Nangong Wen stared at Lan Mengdie in confusion, "Who is he? I don't know how you can save him? Where did he come from?" I don’t know! Did you know it would cause big trouble!”
"Yes! I know! I came in through the back door! No one saw it! Is it so difficult for me to watch a living person turn into a dead person? What can I bear?"
Nangong Wen shook his head and left without saying a word. Lan Mengdie made a face behind him, "Why are you being so careful? How tiring it is to live like that!" After muttering, he went back to his room and lay down on the bed, falling asleep in thought, as if all worries did not exist.
"Give me back the dream butterfly! Give me back the dream butterfly -" Ling Haotian, who was covered in scars and in a state of embarrassment, was shouting helplessly.
Ling Haobei took the whip and whipped him hard on him and said with a wicked smile: "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Ling Haotian, Ling Haotian! You are really worthless! You have fallen like this for a woman? Is it worth it? Now the world belongs to me, Ling Haotian. Haobei! Those beauties of yours are mine too, hahaha! Let you try this wonderful feeling in the prison." Ling Haobei grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it on Ling Haotian's bloody wound. Ling Haotian was indifferent as if he had lost his intuition. , I only repeated on one side: Give me the dream butterfly, give me the dream butterfly...
Ling Haobei smiled happily, "Hahaha! That arrogant and arrogant Ling Haotian? He's dead. Hahaha, but it's really not fun for you to be like this - I'm tired today! I'll greet you again tomorrow hahaha..." Ling Haobei said. Ling Haotian walked out with a swagger...
Eunuch Hu also crawled to Ling Haotian's side with wounds all over his body. He cried with regret and choked with sobs: "Your Majesty! Why are you so stupid! The Queen is dead! Accept the reality! I feel that my health is not good and I can't serve the Emperor for much longer! But! Your Majesty, you must take good care of your body. The old slave has sent a distress signal! An Hu will come to save the Emperor."
Ling Haotian had no reaction! He still didn't believe that Lan Mengdie would die. If she really died! What's the point of living? Is he incompetent? Would he be like this for a woman? No! Lan Mengdie is definitely not dead! In his mind
It's all about her, her dazzling smile, and her twisted little look of being angry and resisting him. It's like a curse swallowing up his entire mind. Is this woman purely sent by God to torture him? Suddenly a detail came to mind.
, when Ling Haobei took Mengdie's body away, he held it tightly to prevent him from taking it away. But Mengdie's hands were white and slender. She was a rich lady and couldn't do rough work. Why did he change the shape of Mengdie's hand after he was holding it?
It must be rough? Is there a fraud in this? So Mengdie will not die? Thinking of this, Ling Haotian reacted and felt pain all over his body like fire. His hair was messy and his face was covered with stubble. How could Ling Haotian be like this? He raised his head and looked at Eunuch Hu.