The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 577
"Jun Luochen.

From now on, you will be called Jun Luochen, okay? "

Jian Luo reached out and touched the child's face, which was as delicate and smooth as cream.

Seeing this, Ye Wuhuang who was standing by the side, a smile flashed in his eyes, Jun Luochen.

The children of Jun Moran and Jian Luo fell into the mortal world.

What a Jun Luochen.

"Little master, little master"

There was a chirping sound, and the fire rushed in.

Stretching out her small head to look at the infant Jun Luochen, Huo'er's small eyes disappeared from laughter.

"Wow, what a cute baby.

Hello, little master. "

Huo'er's body trembled, it was a smile.

Little master, he has a little master now.

"Night wow."

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Jian Luo's hands holding Luo Chen trembled.

She tried her best to hold Luo Chen in her arms, for fear that any accident would happen accidentally.

"Little master, what's wrong with you?"

Huo'er was shocked.

Ye Wuhuang frowned tightly, grabbed Jian Luo's two hands and continued to convey spiritual power.

"It's useless, I can't do it anymore.

What should come will always come.

Ye Wuhuang, may I ask you one thing? "

Jian Luo leaned on Ye Wuhuang's shoulder, and Luo Chen was still in her arms.

"Do not talk."

Ye Wuhuang said in a low voice.

With a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth, Jian Luo's face was astonishingly pale.

"If you don't talk about it, it will be too late."

"No, little master, you will be fine.

Come on, eat my blood.

I'll give you blood, okay? "

Huo'er was still laughing just now.

Seeing Jian Luo's appearance now, she cried out anxiously.

Turning to look at Huo'er, Jian Luo's eyes were gentle: "Huo'er, thank you for being with me for such a long time, thank you."

"Little master, I don't want you to say thank you, I want you to live.

The little master still needs your care.

If you... If you have something, what will the little master do? "

Huo'er almost burst into tears.

Jian Luo sighed, looked at Jun Luochen in his arms, and smiled.

A low murmur came into Ye Wuhuang's ears: "Ye Wuhuang, please. Please give this child to Moran."

Eyes closed slowly, palms dropped down.

Jian Luo leaned on Ye Wuhuang's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

With a bang, the door of the palace was blasted open.

A figure flew towards them.

"Luoer—"

The anxious call, accompanied by the flash of a figure, was Jun Moran.

Jun Moran is here.

Jun Moran froze for a moment when his anxious eyes touched everything in front of him.

Jian Luo's snow-white clothes were covered with blood, her hair was soaked in sweat and stuck tightly to her cheeks, and her delicate face had no trace of blood.

With her tightly closed eyes, traces of blood still remained on her lips.

so poignant.

so bleak.

This is his Luoer?

The body trembled, and Jun Moran quickly supported the beam on the side.

"Loel."

With her fingers tightly clasped on the beam beside her, Jun Moran dared not take a step forward.

What exactly happened?
Why is this happening?

At this moment, the child seemed to know that his mother had left.

He who had been quiet all this time cried out with a 'wow—'.

The crisp voice broke the dead silence.

Jun Moran finally turned his gaze to the bed, on the baby beside Jian Luo.

child?

Ye Wuhuang closed her eyes, suppressing the pain in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)