Why? Why don’t you say that you really want to heal the prince?
She wanted to heal him! But she was unwilling to heal herself!
She hates herself, but loves her son.
"You see that he is about to get married, and you can no longer realize your delusion of climbing the dragon and holding the phoenix, right?"
"So what? I just like him, I just like the prince, so what?"
A stream of passion rushed to his forehead, and Luo Jia almost jumped up and grabbed her neck. What a shameless woman who dared to call out so arrogantly, saying that she liked a man!
"What can you do if you like? You don't look at your identity? Sparrows can't fly to the branches and become phoenixes, so... tsk tsk tsk... I forgot, you were worried that your flower trees would be removed,
I would rather burn it to death with boiling water... Could it be that you want to treat the prince again now?..."
Fangfei held her breath and just looked at him coldly.
Luo Jia, Luo Jia, who is extremely bad.
She even regretted that she shouldn't have made moxibustion strips and shouldn't have been roasted for him. He was a damn evil person.
Her cold attitude angered him even more, and she spoke even more harshly: "Maybe, go to Wudang Mountain to be a female Taoist priest? Qingdang Ancient Buddha will save you all your sins?"
"Don't think about it! Even if I die, I will never be a Taoist nun!"
If the eyes could kill people, the anger in her eyes could have killed him millions of times. She gasped in a hurry, like a mouse, who had been caught by a cat, and was cruelly teased. After she had enough of it, she slapped him to death.
"Not being a Taoist nun? OK! Want to die? It's not that easy! People like you, King Yama will not take in a little devil like you!"
“!!!”
"Little devil, listen to me! If the prince is completely cured, you still have a way out. Otherwise, if the prince has any problems, I will not be able to survive or die!"
I want to leave, but there is no door!
After Luo Jia finished speaking, he left without looking at her expression.
Fangfei stood silently in place. After a long time, she looked up at the sky in the deep palace and the vast sky. She was like a frog squatting at the bottom of a well, and could only sit in the well to see the sky, in the dead silence, looking forward to a vague future.