Princess Runs Away On Wedding

The door was full of people. When they heard this, they all craned their necks to see what was going on.

Whether he killed or not, it will soon be known.

Well, no matter what it is, it can't change the ending.

But it's good to let her not die unjustly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jisheng rushed up and opened the sheet, revealing his daughter's pale and lifeless face. He felt a pain in his heart and almost wept.

The cruelest thing in the world is to let the white haired send the black haired. Only those who have experienced the pain can understand it.

Heartache is like wringing. His hands shake wildly. His long hair shows his white neck. There is an obvious strangulation mark on it He shook his hand, the sheet slipped down on the ground, rubbed his eyes in disbelief It's black.

He killed? Not suicide?

He was shocked. He could not hold on any longer. He fell to the ground and lost his heart and soul. He looked at the black mark foolishly.

God, who did this?

Who killed his daughter?

His daughter knows nothing, does not understand the world, like a child.

Who can be so cruel?

How inhuman!

If there is any hatred against him, why look for a weak woman who has no strength to bind a chicken?

His daughter didn't do a bad thing.

Why did God do this to her?

Is there any reason?

There was a commotion at the door, and the people were shocked.

Oh, my God, it's really black. In other words, Miss Yun was hanged on the closet after her death, and the murderer forged the scene?

This Who's having trouble with a girl?

Although miss a Yun's head is not clear, she is kind-hearted and kind-hearted. Everyone likes her very much and has never thought of hurting her.

The expression on a Ying's face changed several times. She bent forward and bent down. "Father, don't believe her lies. The people of the Tang family are so weird that they can't be prevented."

Before she got close, Jisheng slapped her in the face. She was caught off guard and fell to the ground. The corners of her mouth puffed with anger.

Old man, are you today?

It's hard to lose a loved one.

She quickly got up like an immortal cockroach and gave a cold smile, "Miss Tang, is there any basis for you to say so casually? It's not a good habit to talk

Xiaoya has never looked up to this woman, a look at this erratic eyes know is not a good thing.

Who knows what she's up to?

Keep a certain distance from those who have a lot of heart, so as not to be calculated by her.

She said sarcastically, "Oh, no common sense. It's really humiliating. Don't fight and kill all day and calculate others. If you have time, you can read more books, which can help you gain more knowledge."

This remark is extremely mean, pointing out that a Ying has no moral character, no common sense, and is vulgar.

A Ying burst into a fire. She was a cunning woman with sharp teeth and sharp lips. "Hum, it's ridiculous. Father, don't believe her lies. She just doesn't want to bear the bad name of forcing her to die. She just wants to wash her white heart."

Xiaoya rolled her eyes and threw out a book from her arms. "How can such a talk be nonsense? It's a matter of personnel. You can't neglect it. There's everything in this medical classic. If you don't believe it, go and read it yourself. "

Wash white fart, she is already very white, still need to wash?

A Ying Leng Leng Leng, and medical books?

Without waiting for her reaction, Jisheng grabs the medical classics and looks at it eagerly. The more anxious he is, the less he can find it. He is sweating.

Where is it?

Xiaoya slightly shakes her head, the light reminds way, "in page 87."