As a result, she proved this with her death. She indeed loved her husband as much as her life. After her husband died, she decided to go to the underworld with her husband.
Looking at the fire scene, Lord Luo stared at the long-dead Lan with deep affection and obsession, holding his upper body of Ren Yanhuo who didn't care about him tightly with both hands, and letting the sea of fire swallow them up as if they couldn't feel the pain. At that time, he
My heart ached so much that I could hardly breathe, and my whole body was numb.
He wanted to rush into the fire, he wanted to shout loudly, but he did nothing, because at that moment he finally knew that he could never intervene between them as husband and wife, and even death could not separate them. He was desperate.
But at the same time, he couldn't forget her.
For the first time in his life, he did something wrong. He ruined a beautiful and happy home, killed two lovely children, killed the kind and gentle Brother Lan, and even killed his beloved.
Woman. However, he does not regret it, because he is not qualified to regret it. He hates himself and must be punished. So he fights for power and gain, letting his hands be stained with the blood of his relatives, and plunges himself into eternal disaster.
He succeeded, and he controlled most of the Hanyue Territory. Although he is not the real Hanyue Lord now, as long as he is willing, he can pull his sister down from that position at any time and replace him. However, I don't know why.
I actually felt tired of it.
His heart became increasingly empty, and the scene of Lord Luo hugging Lan tightly and being swallowed up by the sea of fire always echoed in his mind. Every time he thought of this scene, his heart became even more hollow and numb.
Only by looking at the child can I comfort myself a little.
Just seeing the child getting older and more like Lan, his mood became complicated and difficult to understand. Han Yuebing, who had no intention of treating him well, became more and more unable to control himself, and could only torture him severely to calm down his hatred and hatred.
pain.
"Here comes." He carefully put the gold jewelry into his arms, Han Bingyue wiped away the tears that had fallen down his cheeks for no apparent reason, stood up slowly with an indifferent expression, and called out.
"Young Master, what are your orders?" Xiao Leng, who had been waiting outside the door, heard the voice and immediately pushed the door open and asked respectfully.
"Go immediately and send more people to look for people. We must find Luo Liuxing as soon as possible." Han Yue ordered coldly.
"Yes, I will do it right away." Xiao Leng heard the words and immediately responded and wanted to exit.
"Wait a minute, let Yan Luo find it in person." Han Yuebing called Xiao Leng to her room and added.
Yan Luo is the most powerful tracking master in the entire Hanyue Territory, the most skilled captain of the guard in the lord's mansion, and one of his most capable confidants, who is usually responsible for his safety.
Hearing Han Yuebing's words, Xiao Leng was startled, and immediately stepped forward to persuade nervously: "Eldest Master, Captain Yanluo is your secret guard. She has always been responsible for your safety. Let her find someone, I'm afraid
That's not right, why don't we go with someone else." There are countless people in the lord's house who want the young master's life. Without Yan Luo's protection, the young master will be in danger, and he cannot let the young master take risks.
"I know this matter well, just do it as I'm told." Han Yuebing waved her hand and said a little tiredly.
Looking at the somewhat tired Young Master, Xiao Leng felt distressed for a while. He glanced at him worriedly, then gritted his teeth and did as he said. Although he strongly disagreed with Young Master doing this, he also knew that Young Master would not
Listen to his advice. He can only send more people to protect the young master.
I just hope that nothing will happen to Mr. Luo before Yan Luo retrieves him. In a small town led by Han Yue, Liu Qingchen was tilting his little head and looking at a young man at the foot of the opposite wall. Yes, a young man, although he was unkempt.
, but he still saw that it was a young man at a glance.
Judging from the appearance of the young man, he should be a little beggar, but he didn't know why, he just didn't feel like him, because he didn't beg on the street like other beggars, and no beggar should be humble. Although he was dressed in rags,
Although his clothes were thin, they could not conceal his pure aura, which was definitely not something a beggar would have.
What also made Liu Qingchen curious the most was the panic in the young man's eyes and the way he cautiously avoided the crowd. He was sure that he must be avoiding someone.
Do you want to help him? Liu Qingchen looked at the young man at the foot of the wall and considered.
Finally, he decided that he wanted to help him because, for some reason, he felt that the young man was very pleasing to his eyes.