Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 288

He opened his mouth with just four words, and another line of bright red overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Ding Li rushed to his side, already choked up, speechless:
"Don't talk! Let everyone help you heal your wounds! What about those high-quality golden sore medicines that Xiao Nan brought along from the palace? Did you use them for my brother?"

Hong Yan nodded speechlessly, with a dignified expression.

Ding Liu reached out and put his hand on Ding Li's shoulder, his blood-stained palm caressed his cheek lightly, and the place where his fingertips passed was dotted with red.

"Ding Li, I'm going to accompany my parents, you are the only one left, you have to... live well..."

Ding Li held his brother's hand tightly and shook his head desperately.

"No! You are not allowed to disturb their world, you have to stay with me, you are my brother, you have to watch me marry a wife and have children!
You also want to marry a wife and have children and grandchildren. When we return to Dayan, we will ask uncle and aunt to help you as a matchmaker. I don’t have a sister-in-law yet..."

Ding Liu's gaze slowly turned to Mo Wuying, his black eyes full of indelible nostalgia.

A pair of big blood-stained hands stretched out in the air lonely and helplessly, showing a desire for a hug with difficulty.

"Little Lord……"

Ding Li wiped his tears and flashed away, Mo Wuying walked over and gently hugged him into his arms.

Looking at the coquettish red flower blooming on his chest, his heart was torn into a thousand pieces of pain.

"Stop talking, you'll be fine. I've only secretly learned one-third of your superb disguise technique. I haven't formally accepted you as my teacher yet!"

Ding Liu's pale face was filled with a faint brilliance, and a smile was just about to bloom on his lips, and his heart pulse was surging again under the emotion.

In the painful convulsion of the expression, the big mouth was bright red and choked out again.

Mo Wuying's white front was instantly sprayed with a piece of true love, and the gold thread Linlong embroidery on the left shoulder was strangely rendered with a layer of red scales...

With the warmth of life, complaining that love has nowhere to go.

A far-fetched smile floated on Ding Liu's face: "Young Master...Wu Ying...I, do I count as the kind of 'died before leaving school' as you said?
I'm afraid... I can't watch you become an emperor.Also... I can't wait to see how beautiful you are in your wedding dress..."

Mo Wuying felt sad in her heart, and her usual pretense of aloofness and indifference disappeared.

Big tears burst out of the eyes, and dripped on Ding Liu's pale face and lips, which were crystal clear and mourned the boy's secret love.

Ding Liu raised his hand, wiped her tears, and smiled shyly.

(End of this chapter)