The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 167 If there is an afterlife 5
She withdrew her gaze, looked down at the man who was sleeping peacefully in her arms, touched the man's eyebrows with her fingers, and Leng Qingyu laughed again.

The smile is mixed with deep reluctance and heartache.

"Yeqing, how long are you going to sleep?

I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you to wake up.

You said that you would take me to visit famous mountains and rivers when you have time, you said that you would never leave me for the rest of your life, you said that you would protect me, you said..."

Laugh, obviously so beautiful.

It's a different state of mind to see.

Such a smile is bleak and full of suffocation.

Tears slid down her cheeks, falling drop by drop onto Gong Yeqing's face, nose, and lips.

Leng Qingyu still stroked his face, letting the tears fall.

"Ye Qing, you said you would do many things with me, you can't break your promise.

Ye Qing, wake up, you have been asleep for a long time, wake up, okay? "

Tears were pouring down like rain, and she couldn't make a sound: "I...I can't live without you, I can't live on my own.

Don't leave me alone, Ye Qing, what do you think I should do?
Ye Qing..."

There are two obvious tear stains on the beautiful face.

The spring breeze is blowing, although it is warm, it cannot warm people's hearts.

There were some crystal tears on his handsome face without a trace of blood.

Under the sunlight, it flows with a bright luster, like real crystals, crystal clear.

The spring breeze brings warmth, but people's hearts are cold.

"Jun Moran..."

Jian Luo's eyes were moist.

Such a result was too cruel for Qing Yu.

Jun Moran looked at Gong Yeqing's direction but didn't know what he was thinking.

"Seventh Prince, did my master really die like this?"

Gu Yue didn't believe it.

But seeing everything in front of him clearly, he had to believe it.

He wanted to kill Leng Qingyu, but there was no reason, he knew that Gong Yeqing did it on purpose.

But he couldn't let it go this time.

Jun Moran didn't speak, but only looked at Gong Yeqing's direction, his eyes were dark and deep, he hugged Jian Luo silently, and frowned.

Seeing this, Jian Luo leaned on Jun Moran's shoulder and said nothing. She knew that Jun Moran was thinking about something, so she didn't bother him.

Leng Qingyu lowered her head, her warm lips covered the cold lips of the person in her arms.

Gently touching, lightly touching, carefully kissing the bloodless lips full of tenderness and love.

"Night tilt..."

Two words, the heartache is unspeakable, but it only turned into two words.

(End of this chapter)