Who told that monster to be so vicious? Who told her not only to be restless, but also to murder her own concubines?
On the opposite side, he saw the high priest walking towards him. But he didn't want to meet the high priest at this time, so he immediately ordered the arrangement in a low voice and quickly left the place.
The deafening carnival outside was blocked by thick black marble and blocked from the triple palace. Fang Fei leaned against the wall, not knowing whether it was morning or dusk, and did not know that this was her last night. With a "squeak", she thought
I had a hallucination. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a lamp lighting up indoors.
The basket woven with palm leaves was filled with fragrant pastries. Luojia personally placed it on the table and sat down on the only chair in the room. The girl was still huddled in the corner. It could be seen that in the past two days,
She never eats or drinks, the corners of her mouth are chapped, her long hair is hanging around her face, and she is as pale as a ghost. Her round and big black eyes have long lost their former sparkle, and they only bloom slightly when they see the light.
For a moment, but soon fell into deathly silence again, falling into boundless despair, as if Luo Jia could not be seen at all, and no one could be seen.
Her eyes were empty, only death remained.
Luo Jia sighed: "Fangfei."
She closed her eyes, as if she couldn't hear his voice at all, as if she was the only one in the room.
Her complete despair made Luo Jia feel extremely uncomfortable and heartbroken for some unknown reason. That little person, had she stopped resisting? Has she completely resigned herself to her fate? A strange thought flashed through her heart, it was her.
Holding her little body when she was sick warmed me so much. This little thing, this poor little thing, could I really bear to watch her die?
He took a breath and said in a stiff voice: "Fangfei, eat some pastries, these are your favorite."
She remained motionless and her breathing was very weak.
Memories were like a flood, and he suddenly remembered many interesting things about her. She asked innocently, "Father, am I not a beauty?" She ran to the ground to pick up a chicken leg and gnawed it fiercely; the song she sang: "One
Little bears ah ah ah ah ah, two little bears aw ah ah ah, three little bears ah ah ah ah ah..."