The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue saw from the outside that Long Canghao was helpless like a child, curled up on the ground, hugging his body, trembling, and in front of him was the corpse of a beautiful woman.

That woman, it could be seen that Long Canghao looked at each other somewhat.

Mo Zhuyue guessed that it might be Long Canghao's mother and concubine.

There are tens of thousands of questions in Mo Zhuyue's mind. If this is a palace massacre, could it be that Nanyue's palace was built in the air more than ten years ago?

After thinking about it, maybe it's because this place is an illusion, and such a noble place is just to exaggerate the atmosphere.

"Cang, Cang, wake up, don't believe what you see is just an illusion."

However, Mo Zhuyue could only see Long Canghao's dullness, he seemed unable to hear anyone's call.

Mo Zhuyue was stunned suddenly, because she saw the helplessness and despair on Long Canghao's face, there was no trace of blood on his handsome face, as if he had lost consciousness of life, his eyes were dull and desperate Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Mo Zhuyue's heart was so defenseless for a moment, and then a pain spread from her heart to her whole body.

"Cang..."

She remembered that Long Canghao said that he would come out, and she also believed that he would come out.

However, she had never seen him so helpless, so desperate, and so helpless. He was like a newborn baby, so fragile that people felt pity.

She didn't know how long his desperate mood would last. She actually felt that something was wrong with him when he came in. It turned out that he was not as simple as he appeared on the surface, and there was something untouchable in his heart. There is also a vulnerable side attacked by darkness, save him, who can save him!

Mo Zhuyue never thought that when her heart would be so painful, she realized that she seemed to know nothing about his past. He always acted like a king in front of her. Also in front of anyone.

He always spoils her, protects her, and pampers her, however, he hides himself.

At this moment, he is so fragile, as fragile as a child who is powerless to fight back.

Mo Zhuyue's heart was already numb with pain, in fact, he was the one who needed protection and care the most.

Mo Zhuyue stood powerlessly in front of him, unable to do anything for his despair, for his resignation, for his numbness, for his pain...

A drop of clear tear fell from the corner of her eye, so astringent and so astringent...

Crystal tears dripped onto the black barrier, a warm tear dripped on Long Canghao's cheek, and he instinctively opened his mouth slightly.

Bitterness, heartache, discomfort, heartache... Thousands of emotions are contained in this drop of tears. The slightly hot temperature and unstoppable emotions make Long Canghao, who has lost everything, look up and see Which distressed pear blossom face with rain...

"Yueer..."

He called her hoarsely, and there was a turning point in his lifeless eyes.

Mo Zhuyue saw Long Canghao looking up, and seemed to see her outside the black whirling nest, and immediately shouted excitedly, her little face was already in a heap of anxiety: "Cang, Cang, come out quickly, come out quickly, come out now! Everything is an illusion."

"Illusion..."