The Black Little Cute Concubine: Your Majesty, Don't Bite Me

Qingliu listens to her cold voice and looks at the depression under her eyes. Her heart falls to the bottom.

He doesn't want to believe that Chu Liyuan's life is not long. He even tells himself that it's just a play directed and performed by Chu Liyuan.

But is it really just a play?

After a long time, he said: "no matter how long the rest of your life, let me accompany you, OK? Please

When he said this, there was a humble and fear in his voice that he didn't realize.

Chu Liyuan smothered, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I just want to die quietly. Would you let me and yourself go?" Don't appear in front of me again, and don't shake my determination to die.

"Not good." Qingliu shook his head. There was a trace of uneasiness and despair in his words.

He can't let Chu Liyuan go, let alone himself.

Chu Liyuan looked at him like this, as if he was in an ice cellar.

Cold, biting cold.

She longed for warmth, wanted to hold Qingliu tightly, but she couldn't.

We can't let Qingliu be the next one, let alone admit our feelings.

Otherwise, she would die and have no face to see her mother under the spring.

The physical and psychological blow turned into a mouthful of blood and bloomed on Qingliu's clothes.

Qingliu see her suddenly vomit blood, the whole person is dull.

Soon, he asked anxiously, "Liyuan, what's the matter with you?"

After chuliyuan vomited blood, the whole person was like a puppet who lost his soul and was powerless in Qingliu's arms.

Qingliu panic, unprecedented panic.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only call people from outside to come in.

The guard outside the house heard his voice, did not neglect for a moment, and immediately swarmed in.

"Liyuan has vomited blood. Go and ask Qianxun to come here. If you can't find Qianxun, Jiuge will do. Go, go

The guards looked at Chu Liyuan, who was dying in his arms. They turned around and left the room to ask mu Qianxun to come.

After they left, Qingliu focused on Chu Liyuan again and said, "Liyuan, hold on. Qianxun will be here soon! "

Chu Liyuan wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Qingliu's eyes, it contains the emotion of not being clear.

Finally, she opened her lips and whispered: "Lu Qingliu..."

Qingliu said, "well, I'm here! Don't be afraid. "

"Lu Qingliu, I'm so tired. Want to sleep for a while, just for a while... "With that, she closed her eyes tired.

Of course, it's not out of breath.

"No, don't sleep. Liyuan, open your eyes and look at me. Don't sleep. Don't sleep. " Qingliu was afraid that she would never wake up when she went to sleep. She was a little excited.

Chu Liyuan opened his eyes and looked at him.

After a while, she said, "I'm not worth it. Forget about me

"You're worth it, I don't forget." Qingliu said obstinately, tears in his eyes, finally burst the dike.

Chu Liyuan's breath stagnated, and the feeling of heartache suddenly emerged.

He raised his hand slightly and wiped away the tears on Qingliu's face. A gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm not dead yet! What are you crying about? "

As soon as she said this, Qingliu's tears became more fierce.

He didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help it.

Chu Liyuan's life was just like a vine. It twined his heart and stabbed deeply into his flesh. It was so painful that he couldn't breathe smoothly.

He was helpless like a child, nothing to do, can only blindly cry.