Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

It's not that he doesn't know, he also knows that that person's affection for Luo Ling may be deeper than his, no, it is greater.

If he was asked to watch Luo Ling with other men, he couldn't do it.

However, Zhang Shaoliang did it.

Perhaps he had fallen in love with Luo Ling when he was in Luonan, but at that time, he didn't know it, he was willing to go to Fengling Palace alone to save Luo Ling, and he was willing to travel thousands of miles with him. When Luo Ling came to him, he was willing to give up his carefree life to protect Luo Ling, and he was willing to block poisonous arrows for her...

What that person did for Luo Ling was what he was willing to do, but he failed to do it.

Zhang Shaoliang didn't have much time, so he probably could say some things to Luo Ling when he was not around.

In this way, why should he fight with someone who is about to go, he just feels sorry for Zhang Shaoliang.

After all, the chaos in the capital this time had nothing to do with him, it was me who implicated him and killed him...

Yuwen Haoyu clenched his finger bones slightly, looking back at the capital city in chaos, with a gloomy expression.

"Yu went to see a doctor, hold on, don't die, do you hear me?"

Luo Ling put his head on his shoulder, and while wiping the blood on his lips with his cuff, Zhang Shaoliang gave a low laugh, and said, "My father, old man Cao... If you are free, go and see him ..."

"You go and see for yourself, it's not me he wants to see, you go by yourself."

Luo Ling sniffled his nose, the tip of his nose was sour. Cao Shichen was probably still waiting for him to go back in Luonan.

"Don't cry... Once you cry, I feel that I must be dead..."

Zhang Shaoliang coughed twice, and the corners of his mouth that Luo Ling had just wiped clean began to ooze blood again.

"This...this is for you..." He slowly moved his slightly trembling fingertips, and took out a black jade finger wrench from his pocket, "From now on, the intelligence gate will be handed over to you...you are not allowed to embarrass me ...Otherwise...I will be sad..."

He pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes were smiling, Luo Ling's foggy eyes were reflected in his ink-like pupils.

"I don't want, I don't want your things. If you are worried, you can take care of yourself..." Luo Ling buried her head on his shoulder, and she said with a choked voice, "Don't die, I don't want you to die...so , don't die please..."

For a long time, in Luo Ling's impression, he is almost omnipotent, no matter how difficult things are, he can easily solve them. When he becomes a child's mind, he always pesters her to tell him stories. He always says that she Crying is ugly, ugly...

Why didn't she find out all this time, didn't find out his almost humble contribution.

He always appeared when she needed him the most, and gave everything for her without hesitation, but she was unknowingly used to his existence, so that one day, when this guy disappeared suddenly, she would be at a loss at a loss.

"I'm sorry, girl, I made you sad..."

Supporting his gradually blurred rationality, Zhang Shaoliang raised his hand to touch her soft hair. He always wanted to get so close to her, touch her, rub her soft hair, and see her smiling face brightly.

In those eyes that were always smiling, she saw an imperceptible sadness, in those eyes that were clearly smiling...