After reading the letter from his subordinate Fei Ge, Meng Han spat out a mouthful of blood. The sentence "Marry a ten-year-old man" printed on it looked so dazzling and poignant.
"Your Majesty..." As soon as the Queen Mother entered the door, she saw her son's face was pale, with blood at the corner of his mouth. Her heart was throbbing. People said that tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. The royal family really has no family affection. She
I never thought that the late emperor would poison Han'er. I hope that in the next life she will no longer be a member of the royal family, but she can still become mother and son with Han'er.
"Mother, I can't wait any longer. I want to see her." Meng Han said in a calm tone. Only he knew how much effort he used to say these words. He was afraid that he would not be able to see her for the last time.
"No, you can't go!" The Queen Mother refused without thinking, "You clearly know your own body. If you are tired from traveling and traveling, then you..." The Queen Mother held back the words she was about to say.
The imperial doctor said that Han'er's internal organs have been almost corroded. If he rests like this, he may still have four or five months of life. If he travels to Snow Wing Country in a tiring journey, then...
Meng Han smiled weakly and gently held the Queen Mother in his arms, "I'm sorry, Queen Mother, Han'er broke your promise. Even if you win the throne, you won't live a good life. It's Meng Han's incompetence that even he likes you."
There is no way to marry a woman like that!"
"No, my Han'er is the best. The happiest thing for my mother is that you have this son."
"Mother, let me go see her!" He didn't want to leave any regrets in his final life.
Seeing Meng Han's resolute attitude, the Queen Mother's eyes were full of distress. As a mother and son, how could she let her son spend her life to meet other women? No, she would not let Han'er die.
The Queen Mother let go of Meng Han, looked directly at him, and said in a deep voice: "Han'er, if you step out of this door, the Queen Mother will be killed here."
"Mother, this is my last wish..." Meng Han was furious. There were two women he cared about most in his life. One was his mother, and the other was that indifferent and beautiful woman. She had a pair of beautiful eyes that he couldn't find anywhere in the world.
eye.
It was the pair of eyes that always had a hint of sadness that made him fall in love, it was the gentle voice and the indifferent and cold face that made him miss.
"Yingluo..." Meng Han murmured to himself, and a drop of eye-catching red flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Tingfeng stood outside the door and watched this scene. He couldn't help but feel distressed. He looked at the letter in his hand and sighed, as if he had made up his mind. He raised his hand and the letter turned into pieces.
If the Emperor were to know that the woman was drunk all day long and kept company with wine, His Highness would only be more heartbroken and rush to the Snow Wing Kingdom even more eagerly.
Tingfeng walked in and stood in front of Meng Han, with a look that looked forward to death, "Your Majesty, the Eighth Princess is currently enjoying the happiness of her family with her husbands. Now you appear in front of her like this.
It will make her laugh, and she will only look down on you even more, and will think you have disturbed her family happiness."
After saying that, he took the bronze mirror at hand and handed it to Meng Han, "Your Majesty, look at your current appearance. It will only make the Eighth Princess disgusted." Tingfeng pretended to be cruel and stimulated Meng Han, watching Meng Han teetering on the edge of collapse.
His look was even more painful.
Your Majesty, I'm sorry. In order for you to stay well in Nanchu, I offended Tingfeng.
Meng Han took a staggering step back, and the blood that had just stopped flowed down the corner of his mouth again. He supported the desk behind him with one hand, "No, no, she will not dislike me."
"Yes, she will. Women in the country of female respect all put the appearance of men first. Look at her husband, who is not the most beautiful in the world. Your Majesty, do you want her to see your embarrassed look? Do you want her to
Are you remembered for your ugliest side?”
Tingfeng's words hit the mark on Meng Han. Tingfeng had always been by Meng Han's side. Of course she knew what he cared about most. Didn't she just want to show her most beautiful scene in front of that woman all the time?
Hearing this, the light of hope and prayer in Meng Han's eyes faded little by little, and he stumbled onto the couch, looking at Tingfeng with expectant eyes, "Tingfeng, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to
Do you know? I want to stand next to her, even if I don’t need this superior position."
Hearing this, Tingfeng sighed silently. That woman was the catastrophe of men in the world. As long as he met her, even the coldest and hardest-hearted man in the world could be melted by her and become tender. Even he...
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——————I am the dividing line of Zi Yingluo——————
【Snowwing Country】
Zi Yingluo opened her eyes, moved her aching body, looked at Baili Qing who was sleeping next to her, and gently rubbed her fingers on his back. There were all eye-catching scratches there.
Zi Yingluo smiled weakly and said to herself: "Baili Qing, why are you doing this?"
It turns out that loss is so painful, and I don’t know where to start, but my heart actually cares so much about that man who was as quiet as the moon, and that Yu Jing who was always timid and timid.
Geshu, Yu Jing, these four words were like a thorn piercing her heart. The scene of Geshu blocking an arrow for herself and falling into the cliff always accompanied her day and night, becoming a deep feeling in her heart.
Deep nightmare.
Yes, she is ominous. Even if the deaths of Yu Jing and Ge Shu are just accidents, she will not stay anymore. Her life is about to come to the camera. Even if she doesn't care, how can she let those men bear the pain of watching it with their own eyes?
With the pain of her death.
She wanted to live a worry-free life in her last days. She remembered that her father seemed to have said that the witch tribe had a kind of witchcraft that could seal one's own memory, which was called a restriction. As long as a restriction was placed on oneself, it would not hurt.
I won't be able to bear it anymore.
After making up her mind, Zi Yingluo quietly stood up, took out a striking red dress and put it on her body. She was as charming as a poppy, and pressed a gentle kiss on Baili Qing's closed eyebrows. She closed her eyebrows tightly and shed a stream of tears.
Drops fell on Bailiqing's eyes from the corner of her eyes, and a halo gradually appeared on her body, wrapping her tightly.
After a while, the halo gradually faded, and Zi Yingluo slowly opened her eyes. Her eyebrows were full of charm, and she looked charming and alluring, like a poppy in the dark night, seducing the soul and restraining her. Not only could she forget the worldly world, but also love,
You can also change your own personality.
"Huh?" Zi Yingluo looked at the sleeping Bailiqing in surprise, and gently touched his cheek with one hand. The sleeping Bailiqing suddenly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a smiling face like a flower.
His face looked so energetic.
Baili Qing was overjoyed, was she finally no longer decadent?
"Yingluo!" Bailiqing hugged Zi Yingluo, and the quilt covering her body fell off, revealing a large area of seductive skin, and then...
"Ah! Pervert!"
A high-decibel, familiar voice resounded throughout the entire princess mansion, and then, "Bang -" the door was knocked open by an external force, and then a group of extremely beautiful men squeezed in at the door, "Yingluo!"
"Who are you?" A single confused female voice.
"What have you done?" The group roared angrily.
Two voices sounded at the same time, and the high-pitched voices at the door suppressed Zi Yingluo's voice.
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