After digging out Luo Qingyue's heart, she will truly become a person, a person who cannot die, and tomorrow, she will watch Luo Qingyue die with her own eyes!
As for Jun Wuxie...
When thinking of Jun Wuxie, Sheng'er's charming eyes flashed with endless infatuation. Perhaps it was time for Jun Wuxie to see how his beloved could die.
It's not easy for her, and she won't make it easy for others.
Ye Liuhen walked out of the palace in a panic, walked all the way, panting, and sat on a stone chair in the garden. Thinking of everything just now, he was more confused. He actually had something in his mind while he was making out with Sheng'er.
What comes to mind is Luo Qingyue.
He didn't understand why he would think of Luo Qingyue, the woman whose heart he was going to steal tomorrow.
After tomorrow, he won't be able to see her...
Thinking about it, Ye Liuhen felt inexplicably irritated and couldn't sit still anymore, so he started to take a leisurely stroll without realizing it.
Perhaps by accident, perhaps by thought, as I walked, I actually arrived at Luo Qingyue's residence.
Looking at the closed door of the room, Ye Liuhen wanted to go in, but he didn't know what to say. Subconsciously, he always felt that heartbreaking was such a cruel thing for a woman.
After much hesitation, he couldn't help but knock on the door.
When an elegant and calm face appeared in front of him, his heart, which he thought was plain, beat hard several times.
"What's the matter?" Luo Qingyue asked politely.
Ye Liuhen hesitated, "It's okay, I just want to tell you about digging out my heart tomorrow."
He clearly didn't want to mention the heart-breaking thing, but he still said it inadvertently.
Ye Liuhen wanted to bite off his tongue in his heart. He was really idle when he had nothing to say.
"Oh, please come in." Luo Qingyue's calmness exceeded Ye Liuhen's expectations.
As Luo Qingyue entered the hall, Ye Liuhen didn't say a word until he sat down.
Strange, why is he speechless? Isn't it just poking his heart out? Does he have such a negative psychology? Ye Liuhen couldn't help but hint to himself in his heart.
Luo Qingyue acted like a master. She poured a cup of tea for Ye Liuhen and sat across from him in a good-tempered manner. "My lord, didn't you want to say something heartbreaking? Why didn't you say it?"
Ye Liuhen chuckled, "Ah, yes, I wanted to talk about something heartbreaking, but I forgot what I was going to say for a moment. Can you give me some time to think about it first?"
Luo Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and her tone contained an element of ice, "Lord, do you mean to say that you want to rest here and think about it?"
"What are you here and what I have here? The Black Underworld is all under the control of this Lord. Naturally, the place where you stay is also my territory. Can't you just be quiet and let me think about it?"
Luo Qingyue suddenly felt very funny. Ye Liuhen seemed to have some convulsions today, and somehow she felt that something was not right. "Lord, please, if you have anything to say, just say it, and if you have any, hurry up!"
Ye Liuhen's eyebrows furrowed, "Why can't a girl speak so gently?"
"I want you to take care of it? Lord, what do you mean today? What do you want to do? Could you please explain it clearly?" Luo Qingyue looked at Ye Liuhen a little impatiently, what happened to this girl today?
It was her who was going to dig out her heart tomorrow, so why did he act like it was him who was going to dig out her heart?
With a sad look on her face, she didn’t owe him any money!