The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 608 Invisible Grief (2)

Xia Chenxi remained indifferent.He knew best in his heart that Xia Mengyao would definitely not fall to death so easily.

"God! It's Liu Xueting?!" Liu Yiting exclaimed.Why did Liu Xueting, whom she was looking for, appear in Chengtian Palace instead of Xia Mengyao?

Liu Yiting broke free from Xia Chenxi's embrace, but Xia Chenxi pulled her behind. He stood in front of her and said coldly, "What are you going to do?" The scene was full of dangers, and he could no longer let her make her own decisions.

Liu Yiting anxiously pointed at the miserable Liu Xueting: "Hurry up, save her, don't let her die." Her mother told her to go home for dinner, and if she died, why not settle accounts with her?
However, no one dared to get close to Liu Xueting at this time, her body was like a burning sun, the closer she got, the easier it was to get burned.

"Are you sure it's Liu Xueting?" Xia Chenxi tilted his head slightly, his tone as cold as a thousand-year cold pool.Now, he had to concentrate on facing Xia Mengyao.

Liu Yiting softened her eager voice slightly: "It's her, she looks just like her mother, with a melon-shaped face and thin lips, there's nothing wrong with it."

She would rather not recognize Liu Xueting, but she recognized it, and her mother hoped that she would bring Liu Xueting home safe and sound.She is just too soft-hearted and kind-hearted to see people die.

Also, Liu Xueting's clothes can no longer withstand her own tugging. Aren't the ancients very conservative?
Xia Chenxi took a step forward, and quickly tapped Liu Xueting's big acupoints all over her body with two fingers.He hesitated for a moment, then propped up Liu Xueting who had been fainted by him, and the icy cold air slowly entered her fiery body from Liu Xueting's back.

The hot steam emitted from Liu Xueting's body filled the entire Chengtian Palace like a blood mist.

The smell of blood collided with the cloudiness of the rain, and the air became shrill and terrifying.

time flies.

Liu Xueting's complexion gradually turned from red to white.

It seemed that everyone was observing Liu Xueting's changes, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that there was another person waiting to catch them all.

piano sound.

Long and deep, deep and tactful.

In the sound of the piano, there seems to be a love that transcends space, a hatred that transcends time; there is a kind of sadness, a kind of grief.

Flowers bloom and fall year after year.

How many dreams come and go.

When you wake up, you're disillusioned.

(End of this chapter)