Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 46: Like a Dream (1)
Xiao Yao was stunned.

She couldn't believe that such a beautiful and handsome man disappeared like this.

He died, so gracefully and calmly, with such a clear distinction between love and hate.

He died so happily, without any hesitation.

When he fell down, a beautiful smiling blood flower bloomed on his lips, like a bitter chrysanthemum blooming in the wild.

His clear and handsome eyes were firmly fixed on Xiao Yao's face, as if he wanted to travel through time and space and continue to entangle with the distant her.

Did he see his mother who was beautiful and innocent when he was young?He had no relationship with her, Xiao Yao, so why did he say those words that hurt her in front of the emperor, and there was obviously a look of guilt in his eyes, but the gloomy color was barely noticeable.

Xiao Yao was confused, and her eyes were filled with mist.

From now on, no one will wash her name of infidelity anymore.

Xiao Yao turned around slowly, her lips and teeth were as numb as astringent: "Your Majesty, Xiao Yao can't argue with anything now, life and death are decided by His Majesty! Xiao Yao went to get her makeup done! Xiao Yao wants to say a few words to her parents alone before she dies, please allow me! "

The emperor was silent, his sharp pupils flickering.

His pupils reveal an unparalleled desolation in the world.

Perhaps the ecstatic heart suddenly encounters an accident, and the heart is no longer the sorrow of loss, but the hopelessness of despair.

He wanted her to reciprocate with all her heart, and it was nothing in an instant.

He is the emperor, the whole world is in his palm, but he can't control the extension of the woman's affection.

The eyes of the two were hooked, each with a ray of despair, and they couldn't bear it.

Xiao Yao lowered her head, saluted like a ceremonial, and smiled sweetly. She smiled so charmingly, and turned all living beings upside down like that. It also broke his heart and hurt his bones. No matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at her eyes, she is not such a lowly woman. .

The emperor's eyes were a little wrong, his feet froze, his face was stiff, he couldn't utter a word, his heart was so disheartened that the candle that was blown out by the wind melted into tears like smoke.

Zhaoli Xiao Mian got up calmly and took Xiao Yao into the room.

Life and death have nothing to do, so why fear the emperor's family?

Left is nothing more than extermination.

Xiuyu Wanyue helped Jiangye to stand aside quietly, Jiangye had already become a wooden sculpture, her pupils stared at the smiling young man in white on the ground like blood dripping, she could clearly feel tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.

Is he still Feng Chunyi?Does he really not regret it?Why, so different from the Feng Chunyi she knew?How can a person who does not regret die with gurgling tears?

She couldn't understand him, only heartbroken.The bleakness was replaced by the Luo Yi of despair, covering her skin bit by bit, devouring her heart and bones bit by bit, she felt that she was going to die, and she had to go with him to be safe, to be quiet, to be normal breathe.

Jiang Ye swayed a bit, was supported by Xiuyu Wanyue, tremblingly said: "Ye'er, take care!"

Jiang Ye lied softly on her shoulder, weeping silently.

The emperor watched with cold eyes, his heart moved, and faint thoughts came over him, half-understood.

Outside the window, the green catkins are elegant, the osmanthus is golden, and the two kinds of incense are graceful and graceful.

Even if everything is wrong, things are still elegant and eye-catching.

On this day, who is smiling at it?
Xiao Yao regretted putting down the curtains, the room without the lingering fragrance was even more pure and pure.

"Mother! Father!" Xiao Yao stepped forward slowly, hugged her parents with her arms, and cried out tenderly, the tears she had held back for a long time finally welled up in her eyes.The weakest side of a person always confides in his loved ones.

Even if you speak silently and cry, you can't hide it.

"Yao'er, no one dies in life? If you are with the one you love, death is also joyful." Xiao Mian patted her daughter's back with a smile on her face, as if she was not destroyed, but transformed into a fairy.

(End of this chapter)