Regent, he always wanted to marry me

Chapter 1945 The Emperor Tribulation 3
But now it is a dead person.

Even the family is reluctant to mention her.

"Mother and father quarreled again, and mother was not feeling well, so she didn't come with me today," Dong Qingyao said, "She said that you are the one who is most worried about her. If you continue like this, she won't die with peace in her eyes."

Dong Qingse bit her lips tightly, originally said to be strong, don't cry anymore, carry everything by herself, guard this pure land, don't fight or grab, but listening to Qingyao's words, she found that her heart ached To suffocate in general.

It's not that she doesn't care, it's just that she has lost her qualifications. She is afraid of going back to those days, being spurned and criticized by everyone.

She is a stain on him.

Dad said that if she insisted on following him, she didn't like him at all, and she would ruin his life if she did so.

Father said, she is no longer the daughter of the Marquis of Wu'an, and the Marquis of Wu'an can't afford to lose this person.

He said that he only likes her, and that place in his heart will always be hers.

Dong Qingse pursed her lips, looking at the sun outside the window, it was another sunny day, wondering what he was doing now?
He hasn't been here for two months.

According to Qingshuang, Feng Nian arrived at the gate of Marquis Wu'an's mansion that day and took the queen into the palace. Everyone lamented that Fang's family knew how to judge people and chose the right husband for their daughter.

Everyone is talking about how loving, talented and beautiful the emperor and empress are.

Although Dong Qingse knew it was fake, she still couldn't help feeling jealous.

Dong Qingyao sat for a while and left. She didn't want to talk to her sister any more.

Dong Qingse didn't know what to say, she still disappointed her sister and mother.

At night, Dong Qingse used something casually, sat in front of the mirror, and stretched out her hand to untangle her hair.

But looking at the pale woman in the mirror, she stretched out her hand to touch, and could vaguely see the melancholy between her brows and eyes, and even the corners of her eyes were sunken, and she no longer had the brilliance she had when she was 16 years old.

"You are 25 this year, not fifteen!"

When her mother was 25, she already had her and Qingyao's two daughters, but now that she is 25, she is alone, with nothing but a broken body.

No, she still has him. He said that the place in his heart will always be reserved for her!

Dong Qingse, you should be happy in your heart, right?

Emperor Nanlin likes you, Chu Xuyang likes you, that man who you thought only had brother and sister love for you likes you...

Dong Qingse grinned at the corner of her mouth, forcing herself to laugh.

But looking at the ugly woman in the mirror, she touched the corner of her eyes: "It's so ugly!"

For those girls in the draft, 15 years old should be such a tender age, such a carefree and enviable age.

But she was long past that age, and she was an old girl now.

Dong Qingse sighed softly, picked up the comb, and combed it again and again, keeping her eyes on the mirror.

"Miss, young master, no, the emperor is here!" Qingshuang's surprised voice came from outside.

Dong Qingse's body froze, and when she came to her senses, a gleam flashed in her eyes, she immediately threw the comb on the mirror stand, and stood up.

As the curtain was lifted, a handsome and handsome man walked in, wearing a bright blue robe, with a leisurely smile on his lips.

"Qingse—"

Qingrun's voice rang out in the room, Dong Qingse rushed over, and fell into the man's arms, hugging his waist tightly.

(End of this chapter)