Chapter 432 : Admitted to the Wrong Person, Promised the Wrong Love (3)
"Junior sister!" Xuanyuan Yao's face didn't look good. He raised his voice, shaking her voice that was getting louder due to excitement, and said in a deep and painful voice, "I have asked people to check it countless times. Brother Huang is indeed
He died of a serious illness. He worked hard on state affairs and became ill due to overwork. He still resisted and refused to reveal anything. When he finally found out, it was already too late... Even I didn't have time to see him for the last time."
"But..." He Huan still couldn't accept it, and the crystal tears rolled out of his eyes like broken pearls. He could no longer hold back the huge grief that had been suppressed for several hours.
"I have sealed the coffin of Brother Huang with my own hands. The deceased has passed away. No one should disturb his peace anymore. When a suitable day comes, I will send him to rest in peace and rest in peace." A familiar voice said.
The pain gradually turned into a severe pain that paralyzed the heart. The wounds on the broken limbs had not yet healed. He Huan's words triggered Xuanyuan Yao, who could hardly hold on. He could only hide his true emotions with an expressionless face.
Let anyone see that his emotions were shaking his internal organs.
"I just want to see my brother Zun for the last time and give him a ride. Can't you satisfy me with such a small request?" He Huan's tearful eyes can melt even stubborn rocks, and the innocent appearance of pear blossoms with rain is ordinary.
When the man saw her, he couldn't help but comfort and pity her in every possible way. He wished he could sacrifice his life to make the beautiful woman smile.
Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Yao remained unmoved and refused coldly, "I can't promise you."[
"Why??" In desperation, she hugged his left arm as she had done in the past, imagining that such a familiar movement could awaken memories that he had given up.
Just when her fingertips were about to touch the dragon robe, Xuanyuan Yao's figure moved away like a ghost, avoiding her touch.