How many times in the past had she experienced the cruelty of fate, and she had deeply experienced the sadness of powerlessness.
He has lost his willful temperament, constantly and without rest, obeying his fate, and being unable to resist being manipulated by him to control his own destiny!
Qian Shang's fingertips trembled slightly, and she tightened her palms, but they were still trembling, and her bloodless lips opened: "Your Majesty..."
"Don't say anything!" Qiye opened his eyes, and his black and white eyes were a little hazy. Those eyes were mixed with bloodthirsty anger, as if he was holding back something. He clenched his teeth tightly, his expression was extremely painful.
, as if every breath was filled with pain, "Just tell me if it's true!"
"emperor……"
Qian Shang closed her eyes tightly, with a bit of resignation and sadness: "Will you believe me?"
Qian Shang's face was pale, with no trace of blood visible.
There was a sound of "Pa!", and it hit Qian Shang's face in the next second. The corners of the man's eyes were trembling, with a deep pain coming from the bottom of his heart.
The cherishment of the past, the heartache of the past, and the beauty of the past were so deeply engraved in his bones. He thought about taking good care of her throughout his life. Such a cherished vow turned into heart-breaking pain before he could even say it.
I can't erase it even if I want to.
The yellow spring is blue and the flowers are blooming on the other side, but there is the Wangchuan River under the bridge, which can make everyone forget the past, but he can only think about it bitterly...
That kind of slap was very hard, as if it was meant to interrupt something!
Qian Shang's thin body suddenly fell to the ground without warning.
Hurd's eyes flashed with distress, but then there was indifferent silence.
