Mo Zhuyue saw Long Canghao outside, as helpless as a child. He was curled up on the ground, hugging his body, shivering, and in front of him was the body of a beautiful woman.
That woman, it can be seen that Long Canghao looks at each other a bit.
Mo Zhuyue guessed that she might be Long Canghao's mother-in-law.
There are thousands of questions in Mo Zhuyue's mind. If this was a palace massacre, couldn't Nanyue's palace be built in the air more than ten years ago?
After thinking about it, maybe it's because this is an illusion, and such a noble place is just to enhance the atmosphere.
"Cang, Cang, wake up, don't believe what you see, it's all an illusion."
However, Mo Zhuyue could only see Long Canghao's dullness, and he seemed to be unable to hear anyone's call.
Mo Zhuyue was suddenly stunned because she saw the helplessness and despair on Long Canghao's face. There was no trace of blood on his handsome face, as if he had lost consciousness of life, and his eyes were dull and desperate.
Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Mo Zhuyue's heart felt empty for a moment without warning, and then, a kind of pain spread from her heart to her whole body.
"Cang..."
She remembered that Long Canghao said that he would come out, and she also believed that he would come out.
However, she had never seen him so helpless, so desperate, so powerless. He was like a newly born baby, so fragile that people pitied him.
She didn't know how long his despair would last. She actually felt something was wrong with him when she came in. It turned out that he was not as simple as he seemed on the surface, and there was something untouchable in his heart.
There is also a fragile side that is invaded by darkness. Save him, who can save him!
Mo Zhuyue had never thought that her heart would be so painful. Only then did she realize that she seemed to know nothing about his past. He always acted like a king in front of her.
Same in front of anyone.
He always dotes on her, protects her, and loves her, but he hides himself.
At this moment, he was so fragile, as fragile as a child who was unable to fight back.
Mo Zhuyue's heart was numb with pain. In fact, he was the one who needed protection and care the most.
Mo Zhuyue stood helplessly in front of him, unable to do anything for his despair, his will to give up, his numbness, his pain...
A drop of clear tears left from the corner of her eyes, so astringent...
Crystal tears fell on the black barrier, and a warm tear fell on Long Canghao's cheek. He instinctively opened his mouth slightly.
Bitterness, heartache, discomfort, distress... Thousands of emotions are all in this drop of tear. The slightly hot temperature and the unstoppable emotion made Long Canghao, who had lost everything, look up and see
What a distressed face...
"Yue'er..."
He called her hoarsely, and there was a hint of change in his lifeless eyes.
Mo Zhuyue saw Long Canghao raising his head and seemed to see her outside the black spiral nest. He immediately shouted excitedly, his face twisted into a ball of worry: "Cang, Cang, come out quickly, come out quickly, this