It was the cry of the little tiger head, who threw himself in front of her bed and wiped the tears from her face: "Mom, my mother..." Even a child intuitively felt that there were some things that were better than seeing his mother for the first time. Hair is even more terrifying.
Lu Wenlong also burst into tears.
Hua Rong smiled slightly, but the smile caused pain all over her body - as if something in her body was broken and could no longer be put back together. She opened her mouth slightly, but could not speak. She could only stare at the vicissitudes of the face, with such a Deep fear and worry.
"Qin Shangcheng..."
King Qin couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears. The soft hands he held tightly seemed to be cooling slowly, bit by bit.
He hissed: "Girl, Zhao Deji is not dead yet... How can you die?"
Her eyes dimmed for a moment, but it was not despair, but a kind of relief. The emperor controls the world's troops. Since ancient times, countless famous generals have died unjustly. It is as difficult as going to heaven to seek revenge. There has never been a successful case!
At this moment, she just wants to hold these warm hands and hold them for a long time. It is a kind of solidity, a restart of a happy life, and a kind of peace that she really hopes to have. After this battle, Zhao Deji Navy The strength is completely destroyed, and I won’t dare to take another step for at least ten or twenty years! The best way to take revenge is to live longer than your enemies and watch your enemies die in front of you one by one!
At this moment, I just hope that I can live and live well.
However, the strength in the hands, just like the energy in the heart, is disappearing little by little. When did it start? A battle on the grassland? The pursuit of the Fourth Prince? Vomiting blood in front of Pengju's tomb? This time climbing and shooting suddenly exhausted the little bit of energy that I had finally accumulated, just like a candle that finally came to an end.
She had known for a long time that even if there was no such war, it would only be an extra three to five months with King Qin's painstaking care.
King Qin burst into tears and leaned over to hug her body: "Girl, you can't be so cruel... I have only had a few good days, you can't be sorry to me... "
Her breath was weak, but she just smiled: "I really want to live... Qin Shangcheng, I really don't want to leave you at all..."
In front of my eyes, there were stars flying out one after another, and there were vicious faces, including Zhao Deji, Qin Hui, Wang Junhua... and even the fourth prince! The Fourth Prince!
Pengju, I tried my best! The only way to kill Zhao Deji is you!
She murmured, as if praying for an ideal, an agreement, and a promise in the next life.
In this life, I just hope to live well and live forever.
Her hands gathered the last strength and her lips moved: "Qin Shangcheng... I want to live..."
"Girl, you don't let me die... I don't let you die!"
When she smiled, it was as if a group of angels spread their wings and flew above her head. In the waves, shells bloomed, colorful roses rose from the sea, the wind blew from the left, and flowers bloomed from the right.
"Girl... girl..."
She stared into those eyes that were on the verge of despair, and the numb pain all over her body suddenly awakened. As if she had reached the peak of sadness, she fell silent. She used up her last bit of strength and held him with her backhand: "I want to live, I want to live... and You live together..."
The dark clouds are overwhelming, the wind suddenly rises, the first thunder of this spring, the first storm. The downpour drowns out all the sounds in the world, only the roar of the wind god alone sweeps over all the roses in the world, coming and going in a hurry , after a while, the rain passed and the sky cleared up, and the sun came out.
A soft hand slowly dropped down, brushing the tears on the little tiger's face; the other hand fell into a pair of big palms, slowly dissipating the heat given by the world, like a flower, slowly withered.