Meirou Shengxiang (latest) Author: Su Nuojin
Volume reading 183
But he didn't want to be rescued by Jia Han, and lost his memory since then.
Run away from death, run away from life. Qinghui is cowardly. If he is a little bit bloody, why not kill Jiaxi and go to Huangquan before it's too late.
Jiahan ordered Qinghui, who was born in his heart, to accept the baptism and became the tool for the leader to conceive children. After Qinghui gave birth to the child, he officially became the leader's wife. After that, the two stayed with each other for the rest of their lives.
However, it didn't last long. The lifespan of Jiahan, who was plagued by prostitution and poison, did not last long, and Qinghui, who had continuous meridians and gave birth to a child, was also weak... The ending of the original story is hard to tell whether it is good or bad, it is not a big piece People's hearts are not so hateful that they gnaw their silver teeth. They seem to be surrounded by a ghostly dark fog.
Gu Mingyue didn't know that Jiahan had the idea of letting Qinghui accept baptism instead of herself, but even if she knew it now, it was useless and only added to her troubles. She couldn't make Ganing and the church masters of the gods approach Qinghui's body. No matter what considerations Jiahan had, in order to complete the task, she had to take part in this ceremony herself.
As long as men who have an affair with the heroine do not need to have feelings for them, as long as they endure the ceremony, they will be considered to have reached a completion condition.
It's just that Gu Mingyue couldn't understand it when she thought of Jiahan.
He has always been a mystery, beyond the grasp of the plot and her cognition.
The Eleventh Concubine of the Demon Lord's Concubine
When Jia Han came back, Gu Mingyue was playing with Jia Luo on the deck.
He walked on the ripples in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his posture was as quiet and elegant as a crane flying in the sunset in the autumn water. Not far away, the mountains and forests wrapped in the faint golden edge were blue and blue, and the heights and lows were vast and continuous, pressing out the diffuse air by the lake. shadow.
As soon as Gu Mingyue saw him, he dropped the shadow puppet and the little hydrangea in his hands, and ran over and threw himself into the black color. Sanqiu", but she was born without the squeamish restraint of a boudoir daughter, and what she was thinking about was fully reflected through her actions.
The cold clothes on the man's body were snuggled against her tender cheeks, and his thick palms caressed her head, but the palms were not as warm and warm as in the past.
She raised her head in confusion, and was instantly caught by those dark night-like eyes, disturbing her thoughts. What kind of eyes were those, dark and dark, so dark that no starlight could be seen.
The man's thin lips moved slightly, and there was obviously no smile in his eyes, but he just drew a radian at her. Maybe he didn't want to make her afraid, but he didn't know his expression. It's like a baby, and now I'm afraid I'm already crying in shock.
"How good are you today?" He took Gu Mingyue's hand and walked into the boat step by step, his voice no longer as clear and moving as a stream, showing a tired hoarseness.
Jia Luo replied from behind: "Miss slept until noon today, and has been playing until now after eating. I ate some snacks in the middle, and I never cried."
Jia Han gave a low hum, hugged Gu Mingyue and sat on the back chair in the front hall, holding her soft weeds lightly or heavily, and remained silent.
His face is as beautiful as snow, his hair is as dyed in ink, a pair of beautiful long eyebrows are lightly wrinkled, seeming not to be sad, and when he looks down, his long eyelashes are dense and curled, leaving a light shadow on the eyelid, which seems to be used in the past. The two thin lips rendered with good lip gloss have faded like a flower, and they are as pale as pulp.
Gu Mingyue sat in his arms very obediently, as quiet as a porcelain white doll.
Jia Luo has served the leader since he was a child, and he is familiar with his joys, sorrows and sorrows. At this time, he quietly retreated to the outside of the hall and silently picked up the toys scattered on the deck.
The night is like a huge net, covering the sky and covering the sky, spreading endlessly.
The candles in the front hall were flickering, and from time to time there was a slight cracking sound when the candles burned.
Jiahan hugged the woman in his arms, pinching her soft catkins lightly or heavily. He didn't say a word, and Gu Mingyue didn't dare to speak. The tables and tables in the hall in front of him were all completely new. The sapphire low table, the beech wood inlaid bone couch covered with woven gold and color forging cushions, and the four nanmu inlaid color enamel landscape glass screens. Shilinglang porcelain utensils... And the old ones, as early as that day, turned into powder under the anger of the man, and disappeared.
Knowing that the day Qinghui escaped, Benjahan found a reason to punish several of the church members on duty in the Hanzhao Palace. His dungeon was a secret, and the people who had been locked in it had disappeared for no apparent reason. Don't annoy him. After returning to the painting boat, the gloomy-faced man clasped Gu Mingyue's delicate chin, his eyes were like sharp blades of flesh, and his eyes lingered at her for a while, then Fang gritted his teeth and hated: "Why leave you such useless. s things!"
Gu Mingyue thought that he was stimulated and fell ill, and shivered and rolled his eyes before "dizzy".
Afterwards, the decorations in the front hall were destroyed, and Jia Han, who was furious, almost demolished the entire front hall. Gu Mingyue fell to the ground and listened to the wind and the deafening roar in her ears, careful that her liver trembled in her chest.
The man who destroyed the things seemed to be unhappy. Gu Mingyue only felt a gust of wind blowing, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she quickly secretly used her internal strength to protect her body. Kan stopped in front of her chest and didn't move forward any further. Just listening to the painful muffled moan from Jia Han's throat, the next moment, she was carefully slapped horizontally and hugged...
"She escaped, but don't worry, I will catch her back, don't worry..."
Jia Han whispered to Gu Mingyue, who had "passed out", and gently pushed away the bruise on her chin with her fingertips, her movements full of pity.
Gu Mingyue sighed in her heart, looking at Jiahan's face today, Qinghui was afraid that she would not be able to catch him.
Gu Zhenkai lost two beloved daughters in a row. One of them managed to escape. This time, Qinghui will be strictly protected, and she will be hidden in a proper and secret place, so that the Demon Sect will have nowhere to be found.
She expected it to be good. Jia Han had received news a few days ago that Gujiabao did not know where Qinghui was hidden. Even if he has the ability to take her back to Taisu Island, he still needs to know where she is.
He was so anxious, and his heart was like being fried in oil, but Gu Mingyue was extremely calm, everything was planned by her, she had to do things, only to move forward, there was no retreat.
Qinghui can't come back, it is the best, no matter from which perspective.
That night, the man didn't accompany her to sleep, but poured down on the deck and poured wine from jar to jar. All the elegant, romantic, domineering and evil spirits were all shattered into phantoms by the muddy posture.
The next day was unusually calm, and Jia Han disappeared. Gu Mingyue was playing with toys in the painting boat as usual. When the twilight was over, Jia Luo held a very beautifully made silver half-face mask with dark lines engraved with it. Where the mask should have exposed the eyes, a pair of blue-colored moonstones were inlaid, transparent without any impurities. The flowing blue was like a soul sealed in gems, following the footsteps of the light, trying to escape. go.
The moon is like a disk today, and the time has come.
Gu Mingyue struggled symbolically for a few times, and then Jia Luo covered her eyes for her, and finally touched the mask that fit tightly with half of her face with her novel hand, as if she thought that Jia Luo was playing with her. new game.
Jia Luo stood in front of Gu Mingyue and looked at her for a while, and had a panoramic view of her every move, with a barely traceable smile on his lips, and whispered to her: "The person who greets you outside has come." Pulled up Gu Mingyue's
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