Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 425

Amidst the flames, the big Buddha stared at the girl in the temple with compassion in his eyes.

The fetus in the womb also seemed to sense the terrifying temperature of the fire, and moved uneasily.

Qin Luoyu stretched out his hand to comfort the child silently, with complicated emotions.

It has been four full years since she came to this world, and she has faced death several times, and her mind was still calm at that time.

But at this moment, she really didn't want to die.

She and Ling Junxing's child is more than six months old.

She didn't want to die, she wanted the child alive.

Qin Luoyu stared at the burning Buddha for a long time.

She is not a Buddhist.

But at this moment, he knelt down slowly and piously in front of the Buddha.

This is Yuankong Temple.

She thought, at the beginning she came from Yuankong Temple.

I don't know if it is possible to take this child away from Yuankong Temple?

The fire in Meicheng burned for two full days, and was barely extinguished until daytime on the third day.

The fire first started in the ward. It is said that a patient in the ward burned paper money in the room late at night, wanting to pay homage to the dead family members, and accidentally ignited a fire.

The fire brought a destructive power as if cursed by a demon, and burned down half of Meicheng, even the only temple in Meicheng——Yuankong Temple was also affected.

Except for Xue Yuheng, no one survived in the temple.

When firefighters found Xue Yuheng, he was crushed under a collapsed beam and unconscious.

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Yancheng.

It was late at night, the moon was as bright as day, and everything in the mansion was silent.

The bloody and fire-filled nightmare that hadn't appeared for a long time reappeared in Ling Junxing's dream.

Only this time, there is no more Xiandi, no Ling Chengji, and no Miss Zhong in the dream.

Only Qin Luoyu was alone.

She floated out of the fire, smiling at him.

Tongues of fire devoured her clothes.

She looked at him tenderly in the firelight, and said, "Your Majesty, I'm leaving."

Ling Junxing was covered in cold sweat, and when he suddenly woke up from the dream, the suffocation and pain in his heart were still clearly felt.

Ling Junxing has never been so restless before.

When he rolled over and got out of bed, he staggered a bit.

Only five days after he arrived in Yancheng, he used vigorous means to transform the common people, set up a ward, treat the sick, and appease the people.

Seeing the turmoil that might lead to a riot before, at least the surface calmed down.

He shouldn't have left at this moment, because there was too much follow-up work to do.

However, he couldn't stay in Yancheng any longer.

He wanted to see Qin Luoyu immediately.

Lord Ling's order hastily called the Sheriff of Xishu, explained the arrangements for the rest of the affairs, and hurried to Meicheng overnight.

This may be the fastest speed in Ling Junxing's life.

However, when he arrived in Meicheng, Yuankong Temple had already been in ruins.

Xue Yuheng fell into a coma, and Jueying was nowhere to be seen, and she
The moment he saw her, the world in front of him instantly turned into an ominous dead gray.

Ling Junxing's heart seemed to have stopped beating.

He staggered forward and held her tightly in his arms.

Her body is no longer the familiar softness and warmth.

In Ling Junxing's heart, something shattered, sharp fragments pierced into the lungs, blood and pain came violently, and even breathing became stinging.

Didn't you mean to wait for him to come back?

Didn't it mean that leaving him would regret and be sad for the rest of his life?

How could she just leave like this.

How could he just leave with her and his child.

Ling Junxing hugged her blankly, his dark eyes were empty and without warmth.

He remembered the first time he saw her four years ago.

In that small dilapidated temple, she pulled him to avoid the snake, but was scared out of her wits by the snake, and threw herself into his arms trembling.

He thought of the wedding night, she was clearly afraid of him, but she still mustered up the courage to talk to him, so focused on treating his injuries, gently reminding him that it would hurt a little, asking him to bear it.

She once asked him when he liked her.

At that time he replied that it was the third day after the wedding.

She would never know that on the night of his wedding, in such a dangerous situation, when he decided to take her away from Los Angeles, he already liked her a little.

It's just that at that time, he didn't know that he liked it.

He thought of the countless times she called his husband with frowned eyebrows, and the way she pulled his sleeves and acted like a baby.

He remembered the tender look in her eyes when she said she liked him very much on the night of parting.

At that time, her frowns and smiles were so vivid and vivid.

But why is she in my arms so cold.

I can no longer smile at him, not even say a word.

She once said, "Your Majesty, when you come back from Yancheng, can we go back together without going through the night?"

He said yes.

Now he's back, but she's gone.

But she wanted to go back to Night City, so he took her back.

Holding the girl in his arms, Ling Junxing finally got up slowly, left Yuankong Temple, and embarked on the road back to the night city.

The specially made car is filled with thick ice, and the inside of the car is as cold as an ice cellar.

Ling Junxing sat motionless in the car with the girl in his arms, his handsome face was as pale as ice.

No one dared to dissuade the emperor, no one dared to step forward and say that it is very unlucky to sit in a carriage with a dead person in his arms.

They didn't even dare to speak to Ling Junxing.

Wei Wuji came from Liyang at high speed, and caught up with Lingjun Xingshi.

Even he couldn't persuade Ling Junxing to let Qin Luoyu go.

He refused to leave Qin Luoyu in the car, even when the carriages and horses were resting on the way, he decided to carry her into the room and lie on the same bed, just like when he was born.

The summer is hot, and no matter how thick the ice is in the car, it cannot stop the laws of nature.

People outside the car could smell the peculiar smell, but the emperor didn't realize it while holding the girl.

Wei Wuji's eyes turned red and he knelt down begging, begging Lord Ling to cremate Qin Luoyu on the spot, and bring only the ashes back to Buyedu for burial.

Ling Junxing just refused.

He couldn't let her go, he didn't want to let her go, and he wasn't willing to let her go just like that.

Let her go, he really has nothing.

But the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and when the car arrived in Los Angeles, he finally had to let her go.

He stood quietly, watching the fire swallow her little by little, watching her disappear into nothingness, and finally become pale ashes between his fingers, unable to grasp or keep.

He was so afraid of her leaving, held her so tightly and refused to let go, so wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

But in the end, she still left.

In the end, his world was still empty.

nothing left.

nothing left.

This small box of ashes in her hand, together with the half-burned Phoenix Feather Jade Pendant, was the last thing she left for him.

Ling Junxing was holding the ashes, his body was shaking, his heart hurt like a sharp knife, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the box full of silence and gray.

In the summer of the fifth year of Showa in the Ling Kingdom, the empress died, and the emperor became seriously ill and was forced to stay in Luocheng.

Wei Wuji searched for Jueying's whereabouts, and finally found him in the second month after Jueying disappeared.

It turned out that when Ye Jueying rushed to the ward and was looking for Chanjuan in the fire scene, he was attacked and besieged by a group of people.

　辒辌车, the pronunciation is Wenliang Che, a kind of funeral chariot in ancient times~
　　
　
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