The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 350 Return to Lanyou Country (9)

The heart-wrenching pain was even more intense than the last time. She raised her soft and delicate hand to cover her chest, and couldn't help crying anymore.

The reason why she lived so long was because Nuo Xi was still there. The last time Nuo Xi left, she thought about committing suicide.

But this time Nuo Xi really left, her heart ached, but she also blamed her. She blamed herself for not persuading Nuo Xi more. Will not go.

But she did not persuade a few times.

Now, I blame myself.

She wept softly, raised her head slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. She cried and blamed herself, "Chen, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of our two daughters, which led to her death. It's all because of me." My bad..."

The more she talked, the more excited she became, the more she blamed herself, and the more tears flooded her makeup, her delicate facial features were not covered by rouge, and there were subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but she still did not lose her beauty as before. The face is still delicate and tender.

Her clear eyes were full of tears, and under the dim light of the moonlight, they looked crystal clear, like teardrops in the morning, pure and flawless, without a trace of dust.

"My concubine..." Huang Pu's extremely warm voice sounded from behind her.

She hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, touched her cheeks with her slender jade-like hands, adjusted her makeup, and then took a deep breath to stabilize her sad emotions. With a hoarse voice, "Well, Your Majesty——"

She turned around slowly, with traces of tears still remaining on her beautiful face, she gave Huang Pu a shallow smile, her thin lips curved gracefully and charmingly.

A stern look flashed quickly in Huang Pujue's eyes, but the light in her eyes was terrifying, and an inexplicable anger surged in her heart. For so many years, she would cry every year on this day, and the makeup on her face was obvious. It was tears that faded away.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, his eyes changed instantly, a warm smile floated on his face, and his clear voice was full of affection, "What's wrong with my concubine? Why don't you rest so late.?"

He deliberately pretended to be confused, he knew in his heart that she was like this every year on this day, but he pretended not to know.

But he was extremely angry in his heart.

Huang Puchen has been dead for so long, but she still remembers him in her heart.

He hates, he especially hates Huang Puchen.

"Your majesty, my concubine is a little sad, because—" Concubine Lan Gui, who tried her best to restrain her sadness when she thought of Huang Pu Nuoxi, rolled out again, and her red eye sockets became stained again. With crystal tears, she broke down in tears and said sadly.

"My concubine, don't be sad when you've passed away." A look of pain flashed across Huang Pujue's eyes, and his voice was very gentle.
"Your Majesty——Chen Qie—" Concubine Lan Gui cried even harder this time, she raised her eyes and looked at Huang Pujue, two lines of clear tears slowly slipped down, her hoarse voice was a little unclear .
Huangpu's cheetah-like eyes flashed fiercely, and then disappeared. How could he not know what this woman was thinking? She was obviously not mourning Huangpu Nuoxi, but was thinking about her old lover.

The light of determination seeped out from the corner of her eyes, even after so many years, if she didn't have him in her heart, he would keep her by her side forever.

(End of this chapter)