Lihua was because he liked her and she felt that he was not good enough for her, so she made him a drug slave and tortured him like this. He was tortured alive for so many years.
Is this his fault?
He doesn't know and doesn't want to know.
He only knows that the only thing he wants to see when he is alive is for Lihua to die. That way, he can die with her with peace of mind. She hates him so much, so he will follow her.
In her sight, even after she died, it still haunted her.
How good is this.
The more she hates him, the less he wants to leave her.
This kind of love is suitable for people like them.
God was not unkind to him. When he learned that he was about to die, he even brought such an enemy to Lihua. In this way, he could still die with Lihua!
very nice.
"I'm going back. Thank you for telling me this today." He had been out for a long time, and his body was becoming more and more unbearable. Probably, the only place he should stay was the dark and damp secret room.
Bar!
Zheng Qiugu climbed up with difficulty and left step by step, very slowly.
Not long after he left, Mrs. Zheng came back again, bringing with her a middle-aged man with a worried look on his face, who should be City Lord Zheng.
Huangfu Yan has been in Licheng for so long and has not met City Lord Zheng yet. However, he came here mainly for military purposes, and the situation in Licheng is different from that of Beiguan, so there is no need for him to deliberately disturb City Lord Zheng.
Mrs. Zheng got off the carriage and looked everywhere, but she couldn't see any sign of Zheng Qiugu.
She came over to where An Xici was standing, stepped forward and pulled her sleeves, and asked pleadingly: "Girl, have you seen my son? He was here just now, right here!"
An Xici looked at the complicated look of hope and despair in her eyes, and couldn't bear it for some reason. But thinking of what Ji Wuhen said just now, she still shook her head: "I didn't see it."
Mrs. Zheng let go of An Xijie's sleeves, staggered back a few steps, and fell backwards unsteadily. Fortunately, City Master Zheng came over in time to help her.
"Madam, let's go back. Qiu'er has been dead for eight years. It can't be his." City Lord Zheng was also very painful in his heart. He was his only son, and he felt more heartbroken than anyone else. But after eight years,
Qiu'er has been dead for eight years, how could she appear here?
"Master, I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you. Our Qiu'er is still alive, he is still alive!" She really saw it, really...
Why is no one willing to believe her? Her Qiu'er is obviously still alive!
City Lord Zheng's nose was sore and his voice was choked with sobs: "Madam, let's go back."
He helped Mrs. Zheng to go back to the carriage. When she passed by An Xishui, she lowered her head and said sorry to her: "Girl, I'm sorry. My wife cares about my son very much. Please forgive me if I offended you."
An Xici shook her head: "It doesn't matter."
Only then did City Lord Zheng help Mrs. Zheng away.
An Xici looked at their backs and remained silent for a long time.
He was no longer in the mood for shopping, so he asked Huangfu Yan and Ji Wuhen to go back to the General's Mansion together.
Along the way, she kept thinking about a question, is this the pain of losing a loved one? Becoming like a madman.