The image of her falling off the cliff clearly appeared in my mind...
that moment...
Watching the moment the carriage she was sitting in crashed off the cliff...[
His heart felt like it had been stabbed hard by a knife...
Then stir the piece of meat and pull hard.
He just watched helplessly as the carriage fell off the cliff.
When I rushed over, I couldn't see anything anymore...
The clouds are misty...
Looking down the cliff, everything is white.
Their carriage also disappeared in the white mist.
Since then, every night, he would wake up calling her name at the moment she fell off the cliff.
He thought that apart from his concubine, no one would cause him such pain...
When he watched his concubine leave him, he felt so painful that he was unwilling to try it a second time in his life.
But he felt the pain of despair again...
Who is he heartbroken for?
Concubine... or Li'er...
Even he himself couldn't figure it out.
Is it so sad, sad, and painful because the concubine's soul has left again, or because...
That pretty and charming face appeared in my mind again...
Call him in that sweet voice, Daddy...Daddy...
There was also that intimate entanglement, when she was in his arms, her eyes were blurred, and she softly and waxily called him, "Huang..."
The pain in the chest gets worse.[
Yehuang felt a sweet sensation in her throat, and a stream of spicy liquid flowed out of her mouth...
That day...
With his Qinggong, he was 60% sure that he could rescue her.
But at that time, her falling off the cliff disturbed his mood...
The hidden pain I had been enduring suddenly broke out at that moment...
The true energy in his body was flying around, and he only wanted to save people. The result of his failure to suppress the true energy in time was that the true energy backfired and he was seriously injured.
"Palace Master..."
A maid came in, looked at the bloody brocade handkerchief in Ye Huang's hand, was stunned, and handed over the bowl of medicine she was holding.