Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Now she suddenly said to a strange girl that she wanted to restore her status as a princess. Under such a background, as long as there is a princess, that is, the first successor. Once the queen dies, the princess will inherit the throne with justice.

Does the queen want to hand over the country?!

People are shocked, aware that they know what kind of secret, have dropped their heads.

The flower language on her face was faint. After the incident of istral mountain, she did not speak as much as ice. Although she did not put indifference so obvious, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of tiredness and alienation.

Issal's lips moved. "Do you annoy me and count you at the end?"

She gave a sudden smile, and the wrinkles on her face became more obvious. She whispered, "my child, what I said before is not all false. At first, I did do it for Fay and Cofell, but later..."

"Later, you were engulfed by your own ambition. You were afraid that you would no longer be young and beautiful, and he would no longer love you after saving kefir. Therefore, you completely deviated from your original intention. You began to fear death, and you began to unscrupulously..."

Flower language curved lips smile: "I said right?"

When people heard the name of "Fay", they did not dare to raise their heads again. Everyone knew that the little princess was the Queen's scales. But after hearing the words of flowers, they were shocked beyond measure and looked up in a daze.

Issal didn't get angry and sighed, "you're right. Ice, I'm running out of time. You... "

Flower language is cold: "I will not take your throne."

Issal's lips moved, and instead of continuing with the subject, she waved to get the people out of the bed and said, "come with me. I'll take you to your mother."

Then she went to her dressing table, where a picture of the Virgin was carved on the wall. ISAR's hand with an emerald ring clasped a decorative ruby. Just listening to the sound of a spring, a floor in front of issal's window disappeared and turned into a hole about one meter in size.

Issal coughed and turned to the hole. "Follow me."

She went down on her own.

Huayu found that there was a ladder under the hole, and there was light, which was connected to the power supply.

She coughed and calmed down for a long time. She said, "it's used to avoid the disaster of war. Later I transformed it."

When she finished, she walked forward. Hua Yu and Su Chenyue kept up. It was not a big space. There were two ice coffins and special facilities for cooling. The cold air came from here.

Hua Yu feels a little chilly. This position

Isn't it just under issal's bed? She even frozen the bodies of her daughter and husband under her bed?!

There was a little tenderness in issal's eyes, though to come here in her present body was like to die.

Hua Yu went to an ice coffin and saw a cold and white man lying inside. He was a pure Oriental. He had a high birth and clear facial features. He was a very gentle and elegant appearance. He was very gentle.

This is supposed to be her grandfather, issal's lover, kefir.

Hua Yu doesn't know much about her grandfather. She only knows that he is from C country, a vagrant painter and very talented. Issal almost fell in love with him at first sight, and then the two are harmonious.

Yisha Er looked greedily at her husband lying in the ice coffin, and even wanted to reach out to touch kefir's cheek. Su Chenyue said faintly, "Your Highness, it's important to take care of yourself."

Issal pursed her lips and took back her hand.

Hua Yu goes to another ice coffin and sees a woman in a long white dress.

She looked in her early thirties, and she looked like Cofell's eyebrows and eyes. There was something sad about her. Even though she had been dead for five or six years and her face was pale, she was still very beautiful.

Like an angel falling into the world, pure as if to see more, are blasphemy to her.

This is the first time Huayu met her mother in a real sense.

Memories, dreams of people, after all, and the real person is different, flower language in front of this woman, saw a kind of cold and thin that he had never found in his mother before.

Huayu droops her eyelashes, reaches out and grabs an Buyu's hand. She only feels that she has grasped a piece of pig iron cold ice. She has no memory of the slightest softness and warmth.

Su Chenyue immediately took her hand back and said angrily, "you don't want to die?"

Flower language did not speak.

Su Chenyue's tone was soft: "sister, don't do this. It's too cold here."

Hua Yu said, "do you think I'm like my mother? "Su Chenyue was stunned for a moment and then shook his head: "No

Indeed, Huayu's bone results are fine tuned, and now only two or three points are similar to his mother.

Flower language looked at an Bu Yu's face and whispered: "Mom You are so gentle to all people, you are like an angel, all good words can be given to you But you are the only one who gives all your cruelty to Ann Buyan

She took a few deep breaths, afraid that she could not help crying, but still choked: "Mom, I am not qualified to hate you, but you really It's cruel. "

An Bu language this life, the only sorry, is an Bu Yan.

Hua Yu's dream in the castle is actually the memory of ice. At the moment ice disappeared, Hua Yu got all her memories.

Ann Buyan's mother is a prostitute.

Dr. an didn't get a wife. When he was in the most desperate situation, he was addicted to the world's cartilage and fell in love with a nightclub's number one. Later, the number one got pregnant. Seeing that Dr. an was generous, he wanted to blackmail the child, or ask him to redeem her.

However, Dr. an was just a poor graduate student. All the money he had in hand was embezzled experimental public funds. After the incident, he could only run on the road. The brand was pregnant in July. When he knew the news, he was mad and his child was born prematurely.

Because of the birth of a child, the number one is no longer the number one. Without the stars and the moon, you have to bring a crying child. You can imagine what kind of treatment Ann Buyan will encounter.

Ann Buyan's mother tried to kill him several times, or sent him directly to the welfare home, but she was stopped by a kind sister. When an Buyan was two years old, she could see the amazing beauty between her eyebrows, so sang, the mother of the nightclub, was in a bad mood.