Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 598 Princess, the Iron Cavalry will always be loyal to you 6
Yi Qin buried her head deeply in Li Luo's chest, there was no heartbeat, just no heartbeat.

Eyes red and swollen, Yiqin hugged Li Luo tightly, breathed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Luo, can you hug me too?"

There was no response at all, she thought about it, Li Luo hugged her tightly as usual.

"Luo, you hug me, you hug me..." Like weeping, complaining and begging, Yiqin's voice was so soft that it was a bit ethereal, and it was so miserable that it smelt of blood.

"Luo, I feel like you're hugging me..." Jiaoyin choked in her throat, tears flowing quietly.

Yiqin clung to Li Luo tightly, clenched her fist and beat Li Luo's chest: "Aren't you willing to hug me?"

The images of Li Luo hugging her were all in his mind, his voice became hoarse, and the feeling of despair enveloped his whole body.

The deep-rooted memory is as clear as half of what happened at the previous moment, and the poor begging is recollected again, and the only response to her is the dead air.

Outside the house, the old king and the civil and military officials, Murong Jue stopped him.

The sounds of grief and indignation, yelling and scolding, as unpleasant as they wanted to be, all came to her ears so clearly, she completely ignored them.

At this moment, she is selfish and does not want anyone to disturb her relationship with Li Luo.

She didn't want to waste a moment of the last time.

Even, when she wanted to end her own life, she really took action, and she really used her internal power to end herself.

But no matter how hard she tried to end her life, there was always someone in the dark who stopped her in time.

Knowing that Tian Junhao is by his side, he always pays attention to her, and stops her every time he makes a move.

In the dark, the two shouted vigorously, but neither of them could make a move or make a sound.

Yi Qin still only cares about Li Luo, begging for his embrace.

Tian Junhao still only cared about Yiqin, watching her silently.

His face was pale, his expression was deathly still, only deep pain remained in his heart, Yiqin held Li Luo's hand tightly, and stroked her cheek.

It felt like Li Luo was stroking her, suddenly his expression twisted, and he raised Li Luo's hand to look carefully.

Seemingly unsure, he raised Li Luo's other hand and looked carefully, no, nothing, his dead heart suddenly panicked.

(End of this chapter)