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Chapter 897 And proton, don't blacken 31
Ah Zhao avoided his hand.

She looked at Hua Yong.

"You told me not to get angry with you, Hua Yong. Then I have something to say to you."

Ah Zhao smiled slightly: "Stop deceiving yourself and others."

"Is it difficult to admit that I really gave up and broke up with you?"

"No!"

Hua Yong raised his voice.

"I do not believe!"

"You're just angry, you just don't want to forgive me."

Ah Zhao sighed, looked at him, lowered his head and casually curled a strand of his hair with his fingers: "Alright, if you want to think so, it's up to you."

Hua Yong looked at her.

A Zhao said: "What you think or think is up to you. As long as you don't appear in front of me, don't bother me, please feel free."

But hearing these words in Hua Yong's ears made him sadder than scolding him by pointing at his nose.

It's like she really doesn't care about him anymore.

"not like this."

Hua Yong squatted down in front of her.

He looked up at her: "As you said, you will only like me in this life, and you will only let me be your sage."

Ah Zhao turned his head sideways, not wanting to look at him: "Yes, I once said such a thing to a person."

Hua Yong: "Now you have to talk for nothing."

Ah Zhao: "Because my Qingque is dead."

Hua Yong said word by word: "I am Qing Que."

A Zhao smiled with red eyes: "No, Qingque loves me, he only lived in Jianjia Palace for two years. You are not him, you are the emperor of Daxia. Hua Yong."

"Hua Yong."

She called out his name softly and softly.

It was as gentle as when the two of them were still very good.

"I really don't have the strength or the desire to play another game with you, so let's go."

"I love you too."

The clear four words resounded in the sleeping hall.

Ah Zhao seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and looked back at him.

Hua Yong looked at her without blinking, and repeated clearly: "Qingque loves you, and Hua Yong loves you too."

Ah Zhao paused, then said indifferently, "It's late."

She looked at Hua Yong sarcastically: "Zhaoyang loves Qingque, but Bi Wanhua doesn't love Hua Yong."

"I do not believe."

Hua Yong stood up and stared at him: "I don't believe that you can just forget everything about me and you. The plum garden is still there, and the ice crystal flower tree is still there. You can't forget me. You won't love me like that again. one person."

"what is the relationship?"

A Zhao said lightly: "Who said that people have to love to survive? My mother doesn't love my father either. In this Suzaku palace, there are a few beauties who have lived in the palace for generations. Ever had the emperor's true love?"

Azhao looked at Hua Yong, and said seriously: "I should actually thank you, really. For a person, being emotionally stupid once is enough. Thank you for teaching me such a real lesson."

Hua Yong could no longer speak.

On the way here, he thought a lot.

Question her, apologize to her, ask her to forgive.

Even earlier.

He thought about how to get her forgiveness.

What kind of method to use, what kind of words to say.

But after actually seeing her, he knew that those preparations were useless at all.

It is easy to lose, but it is so difficult to recover.

"Don't do this, Zhaoyang." When Hua Yong raised his head, tears were streaming down his face.

He thought he would never cry.

That day when Ah Zhao's scalding blood splashed on his face, he didn't even cry.

But at this moment, he burst into tears.

"How can you bear..."

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Goodbye tonight.

(End of this chapter)