Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Liu Qingxuan came by himself, which was far more painful than watching.

But can we escape?

No.

Hongling saw the firmness of liuqingxuan's expression, and the deep tone of liuqingxuan's words. Hongling no longer helped liuqingxuan to talk.

She said in a low voice: "Qingxuan, you can do whatever you want. I'll always be on your side. I just... I just tell you the truth about those things that I didn't mean to do."

In fact, just now Hongling also wants to work hard. After all, it's quite cruel to unintentionally. But with Liu Qingxuan's attitude, Hongling doesn't know what to say.

Once Liu Qingxuan's attitude is firm, it can't be changed any more. Hongling doesn't continue to say that everyone has the cause and effect.

Since this is the case, it can not be changed.

"Hongling, I know you are soft hearted, but you can never be soft hearted in this matter. You see how many times we have been soft hearted, but what is the final result? It's their ingratitude. If they remember us a little bit, it won't end up like this. "

Liuqingxuan embraces Hongling and takes her away from the dungeon. It's windy at night, and he doesn't want to stand on the edge of the dungeon. He doesn't want to be in the dungeon now.

Yes, what Liu Qingxuan said is also true. They have helped so many times, but they never really remember it.

But if there is a little bit, it will not be like this now, blue Mu does not die, Qiushui does not follow later, so everything will be different.

However, when I think of these things, I always feel extremely angry and sad, even heartache.

Naturally, I am not willing to think about it when my heart is aching.

Hongling nodded: "well, we don't want to think about those things any more. They can do whatever they want. In a word, we will never let go of Qiushui."

Hongling doesn't want Liu Qingxuan to be angry, so... She keeps all those soft hearted things down in her heart and doesn't want to touch anything more.

Liu Qingxuan beside him said nothing after a faint "um". The more he mentioned it, the more sad he would be. So he shouldn't have mentioned it.

The funeral in three days is the end of everything.

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Xiling, the third prince's residence.

In the courtyard where Leng Nianqing lives, the door is wide open now. Leng Nianqing is lying on the bed with a pale face. There are many people standing beside her.

Taiyi, dongfangzheng, ergengtian... And even Liuli.

Not long ago, when Leng Nianqing struggled hard, he touched his wounds and shed a lot of blood. In particular, Leng Nianqing's face was a little paler than when Liuli saw her before. Liuli is frightened, but she tells Dongfang Zheng in a hurry. Dongfang Zheng comes to the imperial doctor to treat Leng Nianqing.

At the moment, the Taiyi is observing Leng Nianqing's situation, but they are standing quietly, their heart wants to mention their throat.

Because... Leng Nianqing looks like the one who can't live without breath. Liuli is afraid that Leng Nianqing will die. After all, Leng Nianqing has told her many things and helped her a lot. Even Leng Nianqing's death, will Dongfang Zheng be involved in her?

After all, Leng Nianqing's failure to look after such a thing happened.

Therefore, Liuli does not want Leng Nianqing to have an accident, but wants Leng Nianqing to live and live well.

"Dr. Liu, how is she?" Dongfang Zheng screwed up his eyebrows. His voice was heavy. Didn't they all use soft tendons?

Ruanjin powder has no strength to use, but why Leng Nianqing still has such a situation? There is no antidote on Liuli.

Leng Nianqing's internal power is completely sealed.

"In the case of the third prince, the imperial concubine is... It's caused by excessive exertion. Although she took ruanjin powder, there is an internal force in the lady's body. For some reason, when she wants to get up or move vigorously, there will be such a situation. The imperial concubine must have a good rest now, otherwise..."

It's easy to be killed if you are affected and repeated again and again.

Although the Taiyi didn't say it completely, from the Taiyi's appearance that he wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it, Dongfang Zheng understood it clearly.

"All right, I see. You all go down for me." Dongfang Zheng waved his hand, but his tone was extremely impatient.

And this words a, the person that stands on the side is to quickly retreat body to leave.

Inside the room, there were only Dongfang Zheng and Leng Nianqing standing with their hands behind their backs and pale faces.

The words that Taiyi said just now were clearly heard by Leng Nianqing, but if she was really afraid of death, she would not have done such a thing.

She is not afraid of death, just want to leave Dongfang Zheng's side, this is what Leng Nianqing sincerely hopes.

Even, when accompanied by Dongfang Zheng sitting beside her, Leng Nianqing is difficult to turn to one side to look at the past, she even do not want to see Dongfang Zheng, because of nausea!

Dongfang Zheng was not affected by Leng Nianqing's state. Instead, he got a quilt angle for Leng Nianqing. He said mildly: "you've heard what Taiyi said just now, Qing'er. I don't ask you anything. I really don't ask... It doesn't matter whether you love me or not. I just hope... I just hope you can live well."

Yes, when Liuli informed him of Leng Nianqing's condition, he came in a hurry, because he was very worried about Leng Nianqing's condition.

Afraid that she will die, afraid that she will not be able to return to heaven, afraid that she will leave him forever.

"If you want me not to die, you can let me go. When I have my own life, I will live happily."

Leng Nianqing finally turned his head and finished his speech, but his voice was very weak.

Yes, all she thinks about all the time is to leave Dongfang Zheng. It's better to leave Dongfang Zheng alive or dead than anything else.

This is Leng Nianqing's request!

Dongfang Zheng raised his eyes to see the pale Leng Nianqing, pale as a fierce ghost climbing out of the river of forgetting Sichuan. Dongfang Zheng is very distressed by this cold recitation. Dongfang Zheng wants to agree to all her requests, but... He can't agree to that.

Dongfang Zheng stretched out his hand and held Leng Nianqing's hand tightly. He was warming Leng Nianqing's cold fingers with the temperature above his palm.

He throat stem move: "clear son, except let you go, other things I can promise you."