Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

The letter in the hand, at this moment, seems to become more hot.

The Empress Dowager was a little hesitant.

She didn't know whether she should give the letter to Si Heng.

If he had seen it, he would have

"Si Heng, when are you going to cheat yourself?"

Cheating?

He didn't.

Si Heng shook his head in silence.

"Do you think that if you deceive yourself here, little long song will come back? She can't come back. " The empress dowager, word by word, pierced the heart.

Is to let the Secretary Heng face, admit.

However, Si Heng only in addition to the beginning of that sentence, heard now, then no longer willing to speak.

In a flash, he returned to his previous state of indifference.

The Empress Dowager sighed a long sigh.

After all, he didn't say anything, just sat in silence and looked at the portraits on the ground.

Almost all of them are his own.

Only the one in front of him is a long song.

It was created by a painter in the palace.

It's just a little long song on the screen, which seems to be young.

Over the years, she wrote only Si Heng, and no one else.

There was a man on his side.

He had to face all these things in the reality.

After all, he couldn't help but sob in his throat.

Then the shoulder shrugged and sobbed.

There was no sound.

But the Empress Dowager only felt that she was more miserable.

"The emperor's grandmother..." The voice choked with pain.

"Children..."

"I didn't find her body, so is she, still alive..."

The Empress Dowager was speechless for a moment.

I can't say anything to refute.

So big, so strong fire, little long song is just flesh and blood, where will there be a corpse left?

But she clearly knew that at this moment, she could not say.

Si Heng does not know, is not unclear, he just does not want to face.

I don't want to admit it.

Si Heng seems to be in memory.

There was also a big fire.

It was only in the fire that year that he saw ran Changsong.

He will dye long song, saved from the fire, from then on, came to his side

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the blazing fire engulfs thousands of people.

After a burst of crying, tearing heart crack lung sound, lingering in the ear, lingering.

Ran Changsong's small body curled up in the corner, his clothes had been stained with dirt, shivering with fear.

The suppressed cry in the throat could not be heard at all.

In the daytime, the painter's house, which is also full of happiness, is now immersed in a sea of fire.

The fire tongue is provocative and the whole arm is stinging.

"Dad..." "Niang..."

However, there was no response everywhere.

At that moment, it seemed that she was the only one left between heaven and earth.

Helpless

Suddenly, the man came down from the sky with his back against the fire, and walked slowly to her side.

Reached out to her.

"Do you want to live?"

Almost a survival instinct, she couldn't stop nodding.

Yes, she wants to live.

She didn't want to die in the fire.

"I'll take you."

That pair of unfathomable eyes, as if there are thousands of stars inside.

It's very nice.

But I can't figure it out.

Can dye long song from the bottom of my heart that silk trust.

Slowly put your hands on it.

She was willing to go with him.

"From now on, you will follow me." In front of the eyes of people deep color, but with a trace of smile.

It hit her in the heart.

Gritting his teeth, as if by a curse, "I will."