Quick wear: The system is blown up, and the male lead is blackened

Chapter 592 Your Royal Highness, there is a ghost! 【twenty three】

Nan'an's heart seemed to be struck by lightning, she raised her head, and smiled on her slightly aged face: "Madam, I came to see you for the last time, the emperor's heart for you, this old slave is also moved, so I came back to save you Yes. Take good care of your mother, this old slave will go to reincarnation now."

For some inexplicable words, Yuanhua was already weak, so she didn't even think about it, but the person in front of her had already left.

System: "Host, you don't even bring scratch paper if you're lying."

Nan'an: "Hurry up and exchange another human skin mask for Bengong."

See, this is Nan'an's purpose.Nan'an felt that what he said should have some enlightenment to Yuanhua, but Yuanhua didn't take it to heart at all.

The empress woke up, it was a day of celebration in the harem, Li Xiong finally went to make up the memorial after spending three days with Yuanhua.

Yuanhua felt very strange that her daughter hadn't come for several days.

When asked about the palace people, they all shook their heads and didn't know.

The night was long, until a shadow came in, and the pale hair revealed his identity.

"Huahua, are you okay?"

The corners of Yuanhua's eyes were sore, the pain of losing her son suddenly eased a lot at this moment, but luckily the man in front of her didn't dislike her.

"You suffered this time, Huahua" the man patted her on the back.

Yuanhua leaned her head weakly in his arms, until the man lifted her shoulders, her calculating eyes were full of worry, pretending to be worried: "Huahua, there is bad news, do you want to hear it?"

"What?" Yuanhua was puzzled and met his eyes.

"Our daughter, Li Long was killed by Li Xiong!" The grief and hatred on the man's face made Yuanhua unable to react for a moment. She was stunned: "What... are you talking about?"

"Our Long'er was burned to death in Biwu Palace by... Li Xiong, and I failed to save her!" The man turned his head in grief and indignation.

Yuanhua didn't believe it, she took a few steps back before she stabilized her body: "What you said is not true, right... right?"

Before she finished speaking, Yuanhua began to cry again.

"Huahua, look, he killed our only daughter, are you not sad? Are you not sad? Do you want revenge? Kill him!"

"Kill him, and you will be able to take revenge!"

"kill him!"

"Kill his son!"

: killed his son,"

These ghostly voices slipped into Yuanhua's ears.

Nanan on the roof outside gritted his teeth, Yuanhua, don't believe it, don't believe it.

This is probably just a turning point for Yuanhua, who was about to be accepted by Li Xiong, but Li Long's death killed this emotion in Yuanhua's heart.

Nan'an lay on the roof, listening to how the people inside coaxed Yuanhua.

After the figure left, Yuanhua fell down and sat in the bronze mirror, two lines of hot tears flowed down their cheeks, and murmured: "My Long'er...My Long'er..."

Nan'an originally wanted to rush down and tell Yuanhua that he was not dead, but the fiery big hands imprisoned her shoulders, turned her over, and took her into his arms.

It's this old man who looks young, but is nine years older than her: "I inquired about some news today, do you want to hear it? Do you want to hear it?"

Nan An was suddenly imprisoned by him, his little face suddenly flushed red, and he said in a low voice: "Just say what you say, why are you still hugging him..."

"Why, you don't recognize anyone after eating and wiping it off?" Yu Tian whispered in her ear.

"Nonsense, it's you!"

"But I know someone!"

"........."

"Ah, what on earth are you talking about? Hurry up and tell me, is there anything else to do after talking?"

"Oh?" Someone's deep eyes exuded a wolfish light.

"Other things?"

(End of this chapter)