The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

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"If it wasn't for you, Jian Kexin, the orphan who grew up with you, wouldn't have committed suicide by taking poison. If it wasn't for you, Yuan Mian would never have died!"

"Murong Rose!"

Lin Nuanxi roared loudly, holding the cold corpse in his arms, Lin Nuanxi's vision changed from blurred to clear.

Slowly raising her head, Lin Nuanxi looked at "Murong Qiangwei" in front of her.

"Hehe, what? What do you mean when you look at me? Want to kill me?"

Jiang Mi'er suddenly started laughing, laughing wildly!

"If you want to take Beitang Yaori away from me, Jiang Mier, kill me first!"

"..."

Jiang Mi'er looked at the silent Lin Nuanxi, she knew that the last dagger that killed Murong Qiangwei was also the dagger that Lin Nuanxi killed herself, as long as she thinks of those, Lin Nuanxi will think of everything!

Thinking of how she felt guilty about Yuan Mian's death!

"Why, don't you dare? Hahaha..."

The smile on Jiang Mi'er's face at this time is the same as that of Murong Qiangwei, which makes people frightened and crazy!

"Lin Nuanxi, you're nothing more than that! You don't even have the courage to act recklessly by my side, snatching Beitang Yaori away from me, you're delusional! Let me tell you, even if you lose your memory , you will always live in guilt for Yuan Mian in this life, you—”

"Puff—"

Before Jiang Mi'er finished speaking, she paused in pain.

The sharp dagger was stabbed into the heart from behind, and blood gushed out immediately, staining Jiang Mi'er's white clothes red.

The heart-piercing painful touch is extraordinarily real, real and strong!

Jiang Mi'er lowered her head dumbly, and a dagger with blood spots on the exposed tip pierced her chest.

"Tick tock...tick tock!"

The dagger was pulled out again, Jiang Mi'er yelled in pain, and fell to the ground.

Lin Nuanxi stared blankly at the man standing behind Jiang Mi'er who stabbed her.

That handsome and sinister face, that man with a slight smile on his face but always with a hint of evil——

Jiang Bo!

The disconnected fragments of memory were deeply stimulated by this familiar face, connecting everything together!

The buzzing head was so painful that it was about to explode!

Jiang Mi'er paled, enduring the severe pain, and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

"elder brother……"

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impossible, impossible...

The man in front of him, his eyebrows, his exquisite facial features, could not be so similar to his elder brother Jiang Bo!

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

Even the voice is exactly the same!This is impossible! ! ! !

Jiang Bo licked the bloody dagger, showing a cold and charming smile.

"For...Beitang Yaori...brother really...said to do...he did it!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Bo raised his eyebrows slightly, even when facing his biological sister, his eyes were still extremely strange.

Jiang Mi'er did not forget that as long as someone would hurt Beitang Yaori, even if it was his biological sister, Jiang Bo would not show mercy!

"elder brother……"

My heart is in extreme pain!

In this main hall of the Potala Palace, the Yuan Mian in front of him is still his older brother Jiang Bo.

This kind of dreamlike, but real and painful scene made Jiang Mi'er almost unable to tell the truth from the fake.

However, the dead brother Jiang Bo reappeared in front of Jiang Mi'er, which made her both excited and hated!

"I'm lonely in heaven by myself, why don't you come and accompany me?"