Assist Xianggong to seize the throne: concubine body six children

Chapter 553 Is Not Vicious (7)

"Chao Qin Mu Chu, chasing three and four, I see that you are with Long Da and come here to provoke Long Er, I hate it!" Long Zhao gave her a stern look, and left with his plate after being tired of scolding, "You scumbag."

Chun Ling worriedly supported Xiangsi, "Ma'am, don't listen to what she said, she scolded too badly, don't the servants know what kind of person Madam is?"

Looking at Long Zhao's back, Xiangsi asked as if talking to herself, "Do you think that only wronging yourself is the only way to achieve the overall situation?"

But why did she wrong herself? She just wanted to live, to live with Long Shangxue.

"lady……"

Pushing away the two maidservants, Xiangsi walked into the plum garden numbly alone, the plum blossoms were half in bloom, Xiangsi leaned against the plum tree and squatted down on the floor, staring at the front with nothing in her eyes.

She seemed to have just woken up, without Zhao Jing's vicious sentence, without Long Zhao's scolding today, she was still living in her own imagination.

She is too stubborn, she is always waiting for a perfect opportunity to live with Long Shangxue without hiding... There is no Long Shangyang in the world, everything will be fine, she wants to hand over Long Shangyang and Yi Pavilion to the court... …

But this is not the only way, she can still die.

Everything will end when she dies, she doesn't have to deal with Long Shangyang in fear, the group of people in Yige will not be hunted down, even Long Shangxue... He thought she was dead, he is willing to heal his eyes now, As long as his eyes are healed, he can still live a good life.

Long Shangxue...you can live without her.

It was all due to her being too paranoid, it was her forcing from beginning to end, forcing to live, forcing to be with Long Shangxue, in fact, there was no way for them from the beginning to the end...

When the plum blossom fell on the palm of her hand, there was only a moment of youth left, which was quickly blown away by the wind, and she couldn't hold it tightly and couldn't keep it.

Acacia raised her head and leaned against the rough and uneven tree trunk to look up at the sky. The plum branches were criss-crossed, dividing a blue sky into several pieces. The color was very clean, so clean that people didn't want to get it dirty.

Zhao Jing, is this not vicious anymore?

(End of this chapter)