I'm so tired, my eyelids keep falling.
His mind was in chaos, and the sounds of swords all around him were overwhelming.
She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the panic-stricken man in front of her, carrying her through the woods.
Zhao Anyang's two dead men all died in front of the thatched house, but Fu Hongyuan had not arrived yet.
There is a cliff in front, and there are pursuers behind.
Zhao Anyang stood on the edge of the cliff holding her in her white clothes, all dyed red, with a deathly silence in his eyes.
System prompt: This body has entered the danger line...
I know, I know, the pain is obvious, okay? And you don’t have to say it so tactfully, just say I’m going to die!
Yes. The system silently indicates that the host is not too stupid.
Luo Qingchen opened her eyes slightly, looked at the flames flashing in front of her, gently pulled Zhao Anyang's sleeve and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
"Qing'er, stop talking." Zhao Anyang's eyes were red, his thin lips were trembling slightly, and his voice was extremely panicked.
She took a deep breath, blinked, and looked at his nearly collapsed profile with a slight smile on her lips. She raised her hands and slid her cold fingertips across his face: "You know? I was there back then. When I was collecting snow lotus from the sky in Qingnan Mountain, the blood on my white clothes was probably the same as now."
He was startled in his heart. Back then, he knew that if he wanted to go to Qingnan Mountain to get the snow lotus from the sky, he would definitely have a narrow escape from death. Therefore, even though he knew that Tianshan Snow Lotus could help him see the light again, he never imagined that he could get it.
After all, this is simply impossible.
The whole world is desolate.
As far as he knew, very few people had obtained Tianshan Snow Lotus. But there are countless heroes who died on Qingnan Mountain.
She must have tried her best back then just like she does today.
Even life...
She had done so much for him, and what had he done
Using the Luo family behind her to successfully become emperor, bring the daughter of a subjugated country back to the palace, and watch that woman destroy the child she loves most in her life with her own hands
What did he do when she was devastated
Make Yan Wuse a noble concubine and let her spread rumors that she wants to be crowned the harem
But the woman who did all this for him is in a desolate palace, crying every day.
Why should I say I love her when I am so useless
He doesn't deserve her love at all...
"Qing'er..." Zhao Anyang's body kept shaking, and a crystal teardrop fell.
Looking at her face as pale as paper, Zhao Anyang's heart felt like pain. How he wished that the arrow had pierced his chest and died on her behalf.
"Don't cry..." Luo Qingchen seemed to feel the hot liquid falling on the back of her hand. She took a deep breath with all her strength and said, "I love you so much... I can't bear to make you sad. I won't die. You do not Cry… "
At this moment, Zhao Anyang almost collapsed.
She fell into his arms covered in blood, her cheeks were bloodless, but her eyes looked at him softly.
When she was on the verge of life and death, in order not to worry him, she still used her last bit of strength to wrap her smile around him with warmth and coax him softly.
"Luo Qingchen, you can't die. If you die, I will definitely accompany you." He roared at the top of his lungs, squatted down, and gently touched her eyebrows with his well-joined hands, his eyes filled with laughter. All decisive.
He used me, not me.
The blood flowing through her body had gradually blurred her brain, and her last weak consciousness collapsed. His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
Ding—the favorability is increased by 20, and the task completion rate is 90%. (To be continued)