Assist Xianggong to seize the throne: concubine body six children

Chapter 554 Am I living in the past? (8)

Zhao Jing, is this not vicious anymore?

Don't be vicious to others, only to yourself, so my sister doesn't count as disappointing you, does she?

This is also a safe way, isn't it?As long as she is dead, everything is over, there are no casualties, no viciousness, then what is her careful and hard work for so long to survive?

It's nothing more than a human life.

She had never thought of dying by herself before, she had been living with all her might, trying her best to live, deceiving her parents to be stupid when she was a child, and deceiving her that she was pregnant when she married...

No matter how difficult it was, she never thought about dying, thinking about it in a daze, she could neither drag Long Shangxue to flee in a hurry, nor let Long Shangyang die, it turned out that she had reached the point where she had to die.

Another petal landed on her hand, and before Xiangsi had time to hold the petal, it was already falling with the wind, stained with dust...

Long Shangxue seemed to have let go of his abstinence towards Acacia. Once there was the first conversation, there would be a second time, and after the second time, there would be a third or fourth time... Every time Long Shangxue talked with her, After applying the medicine, they will stay and talk.

"She is very good at making people happy." In the plum garden, Long Shangxue walked in front of her and said slowly, with an imperceptible smile on her lips, "It's very beautiful, the more you think about it, the more beautiful it sounds."

If his eyes were not tied with a red cloth, he must be gentle. It was rare for her to see Long Shangxue showing tenderness. He would not show his emotions, and sometimes it would be awkward to get close to her...

Xiangsi couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips and laughed silently. Hua Ling walked beside Xiangsi, casually broke off a plum blossom and handed it to Xiangsi, and then said, "The relationship between the little prince and Mrs. Ling is really enviable."

Xiangsi played with the plum blossom in her hand, glanced at Hua Ling, and Hua Ling followed her instructions and said in a consoling tone, "Little prince, Madam Ling must be very pleased to know that you miss her so much under the spring. Death cannot be brought back to life, and the little prince should not always live in the past."

Long Shangxue paused, turned his head to Hua Ling's direction, his beautiful lips parted, "Am I living in the past?"

"Isn't it?" Hua Ling glanced at Acacia and said again, "The time when the little prince and my concubine are talking speculatively must be the time to talk about Madam Ling."

(End of this chapter)