Prince is So Good At Love

Mu Menglian is just waiting for him to admit his mistake, admit defeat, make amends and apologize. However, before dongfanghe admits his mistake, he even goes to the palace to deal with the matter.

At this moment, the bottom of my heart set off a terrible wave.

She didn't give up on him, but he gave up on her first.

Betrayed by the humiliation, hate, swept up, stirred the evening dream pity almost collapse.

She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, pulled out the hairpin and stabbed it directly at her wrist.

As soon as the king of Yan came into the yard, he heard the maid scream.

He was stunned. After hearing the maid scream, he cried and went back immediately.

Entering the room, the curtain was lifted and a pool of red blood on the ground came into view.

The evening dream pity lies on the expensive imperial concubine chair, the hand hangs down, the person is still sober.

Seeing the king of Yan come in, Mu Menglian looks at him with his sad eyes, slowly closes his eyes, and two tears fall from the corner of his eyes.

The whole king of Yan was shocked. He didn't know why she did it.

Someone ran out to find the doctor, and he came back to himself. He rushed over and took a handkerchief to tie the upper part of her wrist to stop the bleeding.

LV Qinghe leads the imperial doctor to break in directly. She just runs out to ask the doctor's maid to be stopped by her. She knows that Mu Menglian has cut her wrist, so she leads the imperial doctor into the room.

"Wang Ye, let Wei Chen come!" Seeing this, the imperial doctor went forward.

Seeing the imperial doctor, the king of Yan was stunned again. Looking back at LV Qinghe, he had a look of inquiry.

Lu Qinghe said in a soft voice: "Princess Qin's sister asked me to bring the imperial doctor back. She said that if you come back to tell the princess that you are at peace, the imperial doctor can use it."

The king of Yan was stunned, "what does sister-in-law Wu mean? Why can she... " foretell like a prophet?

He stopped talking because Mu Menglian spoke to the imperial doctor.

"There's no need to stop bleeding. You can all go. There's no hope to live. It's better to die."

The voice of dusk Menglian is full of sadness and despair. She pulls back her hand.

The imperial doctor said to King Yan, "it's not too deep. If you stop the bleeding, it's OK. I'll leave some medicine powder and ask someone to sprinkle it on the princess. The injury will soon recover."

As soon as the imperial doctor said this, the atmosphere was a little stiff.

His face suddenly changed and his body trembled.

The king of Yan made a sign to ask the imperial doctor and LV Qinghe to go out first.

Lu Qinghe was very wise this time, and he took the imperial doctor to go out.

The imperial doctor put down the powder and told the maid, "this is Zhixue powder. Sprinkle it on the wound and bandage it a little. It will heal in two days."

After sending everyone out, King Yan asked Mu Menglian, "why do you do this?"

Evening dream pity head side in the past, tears, silent.

The king of Yan didn't feel very well when he saw her like this. However, his always confused mind was now sober.

Lu Qinghe's words really awakened the king of Yan.

If mumenglian really cares about him, he won't be forced to do something he doesn't want to do.

He is a great king. Even if he doesn't need to fight for anything, he can give her a rich and smooth life.

No one will deal with an idle prince. In particular, he is the nephew of prime minister Mu and the legitimate son of today's Queen. Even if the eldest son becomes the crown prince and becomes the emperor in the future, he doesn't dare to do anything to him. Otherwise, it will be hard to stop the public.

Of course, the boss didn't pay any attention to him.

So, Mu Menglian really doesn't care about him.

Even though the bottom of Yan's heart was a little uncomfortable, he continued: "let's just forget it. From the day I married you, I knew you didn't have me in your heart. What you like is brother Wu.

In the year of marriage, we really got along well. We respect each other like guests, but who knows if you are trying to make a smile? Now, you don't have to be aggrieved, and I don't have to please you any more. Let's be safe. "

Mu Menglian turns her head and looks at the king of Yan angrily. Unexpectedly, she has already cut her wrist, and he will say so.

What about his love? What about his pet? Was all his deep love for her just cheating?

Twilight dream pity think, as long as she hurt himself, he will fly to, still spoil her into the bone marrow.

Powerful gap, let dusk dream pity can't accept, can't accept his humble so, but in exchange for such a cold and affectionate result.

All kinds of desperation are surging up, such as the hatred for everyone, the loss of future, the sadness of mother's abandonment, and the pain of Dongfang Yi's love!

"He Li, in your opinion, is imperative, isn't it?" Dusk Meng Lian asked softly.

King Yan said, "I will fulfill your last wish."

Evening dream pity silence, let the bottom of the heart of hate wantonly fermentation tumbling.

At last, she showed a smile, stretched out her trembling hands, "hold me for the last time, let's say goodbye!"

The king of Yan hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "no, you are healing. I'm out."The moment he got up, the cold light flashed in his eyes, his face was suddenly ferocious, and he quickly pulled out the hairpin on his head.

"Then you die, we die together!"

A voice, as if from hell came general Yin cold.

The king of Yan had not recovered. A hairpin stabbed into his heart.

Blood spattered out.

King Yan looked down at the hairpin, which he gave her on the third day of marriage.

Hairpin head is Ruyi pattern, engraved with white head concentric four words.

There was no pain on King Yan's face. He pulled out his hairpin and spattered blood.

The king of Yan, pale, wiped the bloodstain of the hairpin with his sleeve and put it in front of her with a desolate smile, "take care!"

He staggered up to the door.

The evening dream pities to open to see him to shake of body, cold poison ground say: "Oriental and, you will regret."

"No," dongfanghe did not look back. He opened the door and shed blood all over the place. "Today is the most correct decision I have made in my life. In the future, I am not allowed to call my name directly."

In the courtyard, LV Qinghe and the imperial doctor are guarding outside. The king of Yan has made up his mind. When Er Mu Menglian committed suicide, he wants to recover, one wants to recover, and the other wants to make a decision. There must be no good result if he talks about it.

But the door opened, but saw a body of blood of the king of Yan came out.

LV Qinghe was so surprised that he rushed up to help him. His hand touched his heart. It was the warm blood flowing through his heart. "How could this happen?"

The king of Yan supported LV Qinghe's shoulder and said, "let's go."

LV Qinghe looked into the room and saw Mu Menglian standing on the ground barefoot, his face gloomy and cold, his eyes cold.

Lu Qinghe was so angry that he was about to run in. The king of Yan seized her wrist and said, "I hurt myself. It has nothing to do with others. Let's go."

"You..." LV Qinghe saw that he was seriously injured, and the imperial doctor and bodyguard also came forward. She had to ignore the evening dream and help the king Yan to leave.