Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 1105 Main Text Finale 5
Chang Qing was not in the mood all the time, and when she walked to the door, she found a very beautiful sister.

Her bright eyes blinked, and her face flushed instantly.

She looked at An Qiyue with a guilty conscience, and said, "Sister Qiqi, have you seen it all?"

An Qiyue pursed her lips, nodded, and whispered, "Carl, did you bully me?"

Chang Qing hurriedly waved his hands and said with a blushing face, "No, no... That... Can you not tell my elder brother and them..."

An Qiyue didn't want to take care of Karl's affairs, after all, that evildoer was not easy to mess with.

She nodded, pretending she didn't know anything, and said, "Don't worry, your sister Qi Qi is not so gossip, let's go, have breakfast."

...

Because An Qiyue and Ji Liunian were both there, Chang Qing's breakfast went smoothly throughout the breakfast.

After breakfast, he yelled that he would fly to Wancheng overnight and go upstairs to catch up on sleep.

Therefore, Chang's mother and Chang Huai didn't have the nerve to do anything to this little girl who was not normal recently in front of outsiders.

...

After breakfast, Ji Liunian took An Qiyue away and went straight to Tianlong Temple.

After all, apart from proposing marriage, he has something else to tell An Qiyue solemnly.

...

An hour later, at the Crown Temple of Tianlong Temple, An Qiyue and Ji Liunian met Shura's assistant Ricky.

An Qiyue's eyes dimmed instantly, and she had a bad premonition that quickly grew in the depths of her flesh and blood.

Ricky held a square brown box in his hand, and there was an off-white photo embedded in the front of the box.

The man in the photo is handsome and handsome, and his facial features are not as cold as before.

His eyebrows are gentle and elegant, like splashed ink on rice paper, and he is lonely and exudes the inherent loneliness and self-admiration.

An Qiyue's pupils constricted violently, and her heart was struck by lightning.

She fixed her red eyes, not letting the surging tears rush out of her eyes.

She stroked the blue-gray photo with her fingertips, and there was a tearing pain that seemed to go out of the bone and spread to all the limbs.

She pursed her lips, a forced sneering smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her deep voice echoed amidst the sound of bells and drums, "How did he die?"

Ricky didn't expect that An Qiyue would feel sad because of Shura's death.

He was stunned for a moment, his voice was low and cold, and he said: "I have poisonous cancer, there is no cure. When he lures you back to the imperial capital, he expected that he would leave one day, so he wanted to fulfill you." , and let go of your sins."

An Qiyue squinted her eyes. She raised her head and looked up at the sky at 45°. Who told her.

If you are sad, please look up at a 45° angle, that is the color of heaven, and the person who made you sad will look at you in the sky.

The sky in Wancheng is quiet, and the blue sky and white clouds float slowly over the head.

The sun is warm, like a mother's hand swaying in the world.

It was a fine day indeed, not one for mourning and forgetting.

An Qiyue felt a wetness drifting across her cheeks, she pursed her lips for a while before smiling lightly, and said: "He is very good at choosing to escape and leave this annoying world of mortals."

She paused, and raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, which were gloomy and hazy.

She looked at Ricky, the faint smile was still there, but it was missing the vividness.

She continued: "Tell me, what does he have to say, I'll see if I can make a few last ones for him generously."

Ricky held the urn in his hand respectfully, looked at the girl's pretty face, and said indifferently: "Mr.'s only last wish is that you can personally bury him, and be able to It will be buried with Mo Xiaoqi's clothes tomb."

Ann July...

Joint burial~
Life is not the same quilt, death is the same hole?

Is this his only last wish on his deathbed?
(End of this chapter)