"The Emperor's ......"

In her arms, there was a weak voice of a beautiful woman, and her face was pale, like a butterfly with broken wings, falling and falling.

"Yu'er ......" The man hugged the woman in his arms tightly, tears welled up, and his voice was vicissitudes and grief, "Why! Why did you leave me! Why do you want to do it! Why, why! ”

Counting many whys, he is on the verge of collapse, he roars, he despairs!

"Yu'er, you have clearly promised not to be separated from my white head, you have clearly promised to be a winged bird in heaven and a branch in the earth, and you have promised to be by my side for the rest of your life......"

"Your Majesty ......" The woman raised her hand and slowly stroked the face that she would never forget, and a smile appeared on her pale face, "It has always been shallow, but the love is deep." ”

"Take care of your ...... Xuan'er ......" The woman replied intermittently, the corners of her mouth overflowing with blood, and the bewitching stinging heart.

She smiled beautifully, but a cold tear slipped through the corner of her eye, "For you, it doesn't matter if you want Yu'er to sacrifice her life......"

She lowered her hand slowly, and her voice was weak, "Your Majesty...... Afterlife...... Yu'er ...... I'm going to marry you...... ...... for a wife"

The woman slowly closed her eyes, his heart ached like a knife, and she cried heartbreakingly, "Yu'er! ”

……

"Father, father!"

A ray of sunlight spilled into the living room, falling on his handsome face, stinging his eyes.

He blinked his thick eyelashes uneasily.

"Father's ......" Mo Zixuan was wearing the old childhood clothes that Han Yuqing turned out last night, sitting beside his father, anxious.

Father cried! He's so sad, too!

In Mo Zixuan's crying, Mo Jinyu finally woke up.

He sat up from the sofa, and the dream he had just had made him unable to let go of it for a long time.

Yu'er's Death ...... Just because of a glass of poisonous wine, but he wouldn't believe it anyway, Yu'er couldn't stand the unreasonable argument that the old minister of the previous dynasty deposed the queen and drank that cup of poisonous wine! It must have been tricked by a traitor!

Thinking of Yu'er's departure, Mo Jinyu's heart hurt again.

Could it be that he came here as a providence?

Yu'er's afterlife...... Hundreds of years later, her?

Gradually, Mo Jinyu's dark eyes were deeply determined.

In this life, he will not give her up no matter what.

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"Sneeze ......"

In an antique, Han Yuqing sneezed heavily at the dazzling array of antique jade.

The owner of the antique shop was an old man with gray hair and reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, which showed that Han Yuqing was sure that he would be able to see the value of this piece of jade.

Who knows, the old man shook his head and concluded that this piece of jade was fake!

"Although the color is bright and crystal clear, if you look closely, there is a very shallow crack inside, so this should be a fake jade with a high degree of simulation."

Fake Jade ?!!

Han Yuqing's cheeks bulged, and he was really deceived by these two people!

Walking out of the antique shop in a huff, Han Yuqing was about to go back to settle accounts with them, but suddenly felt that someone was following her!

With the experience and lessons of the previous two times, this time Han Yuqing took out the anti-wolf sprayer she bought in the morning from her bag and carefully held it in her hand.

Color, the wolf's hand was on her shoulder!

Very good! Han Yuqing turned around neatly, pressed the button, and sprayed it on the pervert's face.

A pungent smell erupted, choking the man from opening his eyes and coughing violently.

"Miss Han! I am...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" The pervert coughed as he took out a postcard from his pocket and handed it to Han Yuqing.

"Still trying to lie to me?!" Han Yuqing's eyes narrowed, quickly swept over the postcard, and sneered, "It's ridiculous, perverts have business cards!" ”

After saying that, she pressed her index finger and squirted at the pervert again.

When the fog was shrouded, a row of big characters appeared in Han Yuqing's mind:

Eurasia Film and Television Group, Assistant to the President......

"Bang ......" Han Yuqing's hand slipped, and the anti-wolf sprayer fell to the ground.

"You...... Is it really the assistant to the president of Ouyang Film and Television Group?? Her eyes widened and she looked incredulously at the young man in front of her, who had been a mess of hers.

John, who had not escaped, coughed violently again and said intermittently, "Our president...... Ahem...... Want you ......"