Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 568
in the bedroom.

He gently placed her and sat down in front of the dressing table.

She was crying, sobbing.

He didn't speak, and she didn't speak either.

The emperor looked at her beautiful but immature face through the mirror.

If only he had been born ten years later, or she had been born ten years earlier.Maybe fate will be changed.

The emperor's slender and clean fingers are whiter and more beautiful than a woman's hands.

Picking up the comb on the dressing table, she pulled a strand of her hair under the palm of her hand.Help her dress up one by one.

Today he will marry her as his wife, and they will exchange cups with poison.

Don't let him go alone.

Dress him up, draw his eyebrows, paint his lips.

Put on the red wedding gown, Fengguanxiapei!
Looking at her delicate face in the mirror, the emperor smiled faintly, revealing a poignant happiness.

He took her soft little hand and led her towards the table in the hall.

Her tears were like broken pearls, and they never stopped.

The emperor sat down at the table, took her little hand, and wiped the tears off his face in distress.

He didn't want to bury his inner feelings at this time.

There are only two of them here.

He held her little face tenderly in distress.

"If there is an afterlife, I will never be your uncle again..."

Before he could finish his sentence, her tears became more violent, with disappointment and infinite pain in her eyes.

Suddenly brushing away his hand, he picked up the poisonous poison on the table.

"Lu Ming! I hate you!" He drank the poisonous poison in one gulp.

His rosy cheeks suddenly faded, and he fell into his arms.

The poison sealed her throat with blood, and Princess Qingcheng died without pain.

But the emperor's unfinished sentence, the unexpressed emotion.

'I will be your husband in the next life, Yi Ren!In the next life, I will be your husband, love you and protect you forever! '

With a handsome face and deep eyes filled with tears, they dripped on the face of the person in her arms and buried them in her lips.

He said that she only hated him, and she would not let her be humiliated as a witch and be burned alive.

He picked up the poison in front of him and slowly squeezed it into his throat.

He knocked down his wine glass heavily, and hugged the woman he loved in his arms.

He walked outside and kicked open the door.

A chill came in mixed with snowflakes.

The weak hands of the person in his arms were hanging down, falling down, his pale and beautiful face was raised in his arms, without a trace of breath.

The cold wind made her red wedding dress flutter, and the phoenix crown and tassels on her head swayed.

The palace servants in the courtyard knelt down on the ground.

The emperor resolutely carried her and walked out step by step.

The snowflakes are flying outside, as if they don't understand the poignant beauty of falling flowers.

A gust of wind blows, mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms and snowflakes.The petals all over the sky seem to want to escape from this palace cage.

The emperor walked in the middle of the dean step by step with his beloved woman in his arms.

The palace servant who was kneeling on the ground was already frozen stiff, but he didn't dare to move.

The death knell echoed throughout the palace, like the emperor's inner wailing and despair.

Looking up in the fragrance of plum blossoms, Xueluo turned into water on her face.

I don't know if it's snow or tears!
The emperor's heart-piercing roar echoed throughout the deep palace.

The internal force shook the robes and black hair, and the falling snow, flower petals, and shattered ashes all over the courtyard flew around.

The palace servants who were kneeling on the ground fell on the ground and trembled tremblingly...

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It was because of this dream that Lu Ming really understood how much the emperor of the previous life loved Yiren.

He hugged the little woman in his arms tightly.

"Yi Ren!"

(End of this chapter)