Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 846 (Fantasy episode) You wretch!
Back in time to six o'clock that night.

Wei Xun came out of the coffee shop and didn't go home directly, but went to the villa where she and Murong Yao used to live. She didn't sell it, so she opened the door and went in.

There was no one in the big empty house, but Wei Xun couldn't stop crying as soon as he entered the door.

Here, there were their memories...

Here, there used to be his shadow...

Wei Xun threw down the key and turned on the light, looked at the familiar facilities in the house, and then came to the room where they lived together, tears fell silently.

"Ah Yao..." she called out in a low voice.

"Do you know that you are everything to me? My parents are gone. I have survived alone until now because I always feel that I still have you. As long as I have you, I am not afraid of anything..."

Wei Xun slowly bent down and sat on the ground, his eyes were fixed, and there was a stream of despair in his eyes.

"Is it destined to have nothing to do with each other..." She laughed, lying on the ground and gradually falling asleep.

In her dream, she dreamed of a man named Zuiyao, who was looking at the distance under the city gate sullenly all day long, as if he was looking forward to something, and even if he smiled, he couldn't understand him. Keep making him laugh.

She had been following the footsteps of Murong Yao who was dressed in an ancient costume in her dream, and after some time, he smiled and called her: Xiao Xiao.

The dream suddenly woke up, Wei Xun's heart was already numb with pain, she smiled helplessly, "I'm really on the verge of dying, and I dreamed such a different kind of dream, but this is also good, let me take another look at you."

Wei Xun looked at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The whole city was covered in heavy snow, and he could feel the chill just by looking at it.

Time passed bit by bit, and the room was silent until something fell from the bedroom.

In the room, Wei Xun was lying on the big bed, the blood on his wrist seemed to be gushing, the fruit knife fell on the floor, and a large amount of blood stained the bed sheet and the ground red.

But she smiled as if relieved, holding a photo of Murong Yao in her hand, "This is the photo I secretly took for you back then... It is also my only property, Ah Yao..."

The photo in her hand fell, and the woman's eyes closed slowly, no matter how much the snow blowing outside the window, no matter how loud the phone was, it would not wake her up.

Like a hopeless butterfly, she fluttered away from this world, quietly, without crying or making a fuss, she just left like that.
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When Murong Yao arrived, Quan Feng was still there, and he didn't allow the policemen to touch Wei Xun's body.

Entering the room, Murong Yao saw Wei Xun lying motionless on the bed, his whole face was pale, his legs were numb and took a few steps, when he saw the photo on the floor, Murong Yao's eyes were sore.

"Wei Xun!" He stared at the motionless woman with wide eyes.

Murong Yao stepped forward and shook her desperately, tears welling in his eyes, "Wake up! Wake up!"

Murong Qian wanted to hold him back, but Murong Yao seemed to be out of control, holding on to Wei Xun and not letting go.

"Wei Xun! You useless!" Murong Yao's tears finally fell, "You are useless! You will die when you die, why do you let me collect the body!"

His cries spread throughout the villa, he felt sorry for, yes, he felt sorry for Wei Xun, but it wasn't love, it was because of Wei Xun's experience.

He never thought that Wei Xun would die, but he obviously forgot that Wei Xun had autism, and the only person she trusted was Murong Yao.

(End of this chapter)