Queen's Purpose

Chapter 942 They are all selfless, but are they really not selfish?

Sure enough, he couldn't leave a little time and space for her, let her think wildly, let her run around...

He clearly knew that her most important feeling was Wu Luo's life and death, she couldn't let it go.

Quan Qingjiu's eyes became darker and darker, and his footsteps became faster and faster. The wound on his back that had just been bandaged seemed to start to ooze blood again, but he didn't seem to be able to feel it. All the yards on the section of the road were turned upside down.

"Xia Fanyin!"

The man kicked open the last courtyard in the backyard. Looking at the empty courtyard, he still strode in.

"emperor."

Fuchen followed him all the time, smelling the bloody smell in the air, and finally couldn't help frowning and persuading him, "You are hurt so badly, let the subordinates come and look for you. The subordinates promise that they will do their best to find the empress." .”

"No need." The man's face was sullen, "I can't just sit and wait now."

Lost once, don't want to have a second time.

Especially the kind of distraught that can do nothing but wait, and he will never experience it again.

…………

back kitchen.

Xia Fanyin rummaged through Wuluo's house but found no letters. She even searched the kitchen where he had been, but she still didn't see anything left by him. Only then did he see the purse he had dropped in the corner.

Her eyes moved, and she bent down to pick it up.

The purse was dark blue embroidered with green bamboo, and according to her knowledge, it didn't fit Wu Luo's style.

But if things are really as she guessed, if all this is really a trick from the beginning...

She closed her eyes, her heart seemed to be choked by something.

Wu Luo's apology was vague, and Xuan Ling's last words were specious. They didn't tell her all the truth, but everything that happened during these days made her have to think about it.

If she guessed right...

What did Wu Luo do for her?
From the beginning of the original reincarnation, from the moment when Quan Qing came back from the dead but lost his memory, everything was just a trick.

Ah.

Xia Fanyin tightly squeezed the purse in her hand, and laughed for no reason, hoarse and mocking.

But she really didn't want it, and she didn't appreciate it—one or two of them were like this, never caring what she wanted, and only imposing on her what they insisted was right. It is good?
They are all selfless, and they can all sacrifice their lives, but are they really not selfish?

She would rather that they just get what they need, and the grievances and hatreds are eliminated.

"what--!"

Xia Fanyin bit her lips suddenly, her face turned pale, and viciously threw the purse in her hand, hitting the wall.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a crimson figure standing behind him at some point.

He didn't know how long he had stood here, his handsome face was looking upside down, projecting the dim stars, the shadows were indistinguishable, he could only see his brows and eyes focused on her, and the light and shadow behind him also seemed to be so beautiful under his demeanor. Overshadowed.

Xia Fanyin's footsteps stopped for a moment.

"Xiaoqi."

As the man walked towards her with long legs, he said in a hoarse voice, "I finally found you."

Xia Fanyin's eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at him expressionlessly.

It's just that he restrained all his emotions in an instant, and walked past him with a blank expression.

(End of this chapter)