Lin Qingran has always been the kind of woman, the more beautiful and gentle her smile, the more cruel her actions.
The criss-crossed bloodstains on his face made the muscles on Dugulin's face uncontrollable. He endured the piercing pain and forced his eyes wide open to look at the woman in front of him, but he could not see her face clearly.
He didn't know how deep his hatred for Lin Qingran was. He only knew that at this moment, he wanted to devour her completely and merge her into his flesh and blood. Because of her, he became a complete loser.
But originally, he was successful! In that real dream, he got to that position as he wished, and Lin Qingran was the one who was forced to despair.
Now that he was in the same desperate situation, he could understand Lin Qingran's despair that day when he had no way out, and he could understand the madness of Lin Qingran who died with him in the end.
In an instant, the blood in my chest surged. I don't know whether it was the hatred for being in despair or the regret for everything in the past?
But one thing was extremely clear: his dream, the throne he had coveted for many years, was no longer destined to him, and he would never be able to ascend to that position as in his dream.
The feeling of watching his most beloved thing disappear before his eyes was definitely not a pain that ordinary people could bear. At this moment, he really hoped that Lin Qingran would just give him a knife and let him die peacefully.
At this moment, he finally understood that he would fall into dreams continuously, and it was probably Lin Qingran who had done something wrong. She just wanted to let him know what he had missed.
"Dugulin, you are a smart man, and you should not be in this situation. I am very surprised, how could you let Zhao Qi go so easily? Why didn't you kill him to silence him when we were in the secret manor? You should obviously kill him
After killing him, he lurked in the manor to recover from his injuries. After everything passed, he quietly came out from the secret passage.
Entering a deserted island, preparing for a comeback. It’s just that you were too impatient and too arrogant. You couldn’t accept being in this situation, and you couldn’t accept the days of hiding in Tibet, so you chose to take risks. This may be the only mistake you have ever made in your life.
, but life is like this, there are some mistakes, one time is enough to ruin your life."
Everyone has a dream in their heart. Dugulin's dream is the throne. It is precisely because of his desire for the throne that he takes desperate risks. It is this desire that finally becomes the weapon that destroys him.
There is a strong contradiction in Dugu Lin. He cannot tolerate betrayal by others, even if he is just a guard, but he can betray others easily.
Lin Qingran had followed him for so many years and learned a very important truth from him - whoever can be ruthless can survive. In this life, she was finally more ruthless than him.
Dugu Lin looked at Lin Qingran. Although he could not speak, he knew that Lin Qingran could read the meaning in his eyes.
Lin Qingran knew that Dugu Lin was asking her to kill him, and he would rather die than live in such humiliation.
Because he is the noble third prince of Dongming. He can die, but he cannot live without dignity.
Lin Qingran understood the meaning in his eyes, but she just smiled faintly, with spotless white shoes, walking on the blood stains all the way, slowly walked to him, slowly squatted down, and looked at him arrogantly
He: "Dugulin, you want me to kill you, right?"
Dugulin looked straight at her, his eyes condensed, full of hatred, with a kind of silent complexity, like pleading, like sadness, but also with a deep remembrance, as if he wanted to engrav this face in his mind