From this point of view, Lin'er always has a more important position in Long Yu's heart than Long Hui, right?

Tear by drop, wet on the blade of the sword.

It was Lin'er's hot tears, he didn't dare to say a word anymore, he just trembled, and the bright red blood flowed on the blade of the sword, blooming the most enchanting flowers.

Long Hui was determined to kill Lin'er, "You don't want to wake up, do you?" Then you just close your eyes and kill the Lin'er you care about the most! ”

He grasped her soft index finger, and with a sword blow, Lin'er's eyes widened.

A tear poured out of the corner of the woman's eyes on the sickbed, and a cool tooth bit back on the side of her lip.

Her fingers were moving, and she was conscious!

Long Hui suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, but even the slightest movement could take Lin'er's life!

In just a moment, Long Yu opened his eyes. But he watched the bloody scene happen in front of his eyes!

Her eyes widened in horror, only to see the sword flipped abruptly, sliding between Lin'er's neck and drawing a cold arc in midair.

"No!"

She screamed.

Shocked to hear that a very powerful hand grabbed the sword blade that was spinning in mid-air, and as soon as he grasped it, blood dripped into his palm, and scarlet flowed between his ten fingers.

Dripping down on the violet mattress that Long Yu was on the sickbed, she looked back, only to see Lin'er lying on her side.

"Lin'er!" She hugged the child beside her.

In the blink of an eye, there was no blood warmth.

A puddle of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth, staining a little vermilion and brilliance along his desolate thin lips.

The cool teeth are not worth the coldness given by the people around you, "How can you bear it...... Harm Lin'er? ”

He's your child, too!

"Although I have never been related to you by blood, but after living together for so long, you ......" is not half human.

Sure enough, he is a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and he is all naïve.

I thought I could warm you, and I thought I was an exception, but it turned out to be self-inflicted.

The man was speechless and indifferent, the pestle was in place, and the fresh inches in the palm of his hand were dripping but he was not moved.

It's like a lonely and forgotten person, with a cold background and indifference.

But he turned to leave, the blade in his hand had been broken in half, and he was as lonely as the palm of his broken palm at the moment.

"Stop!"

Long Yu exclaimed.

But he walked step by step with paranoia, without looking back.

Every time I took a step, clusters of red lotuses bloomed on the vermilion light red ground.

The palm under the purple gold robe never let go, and he held it tightly, embedding the broken blade into his bones.

He only stepped one step into the dragon return hall, and the blade of the sword in his palm fell to the ground, and he suddenly lost a trace of strength like a cramp pulling out his bones.

"Your Majesty!" Qinghe turned around from the hall, but when he heard it, the dragon fell back to her softness.

She cried, she brained, she was heartbroken.

But after all, it can't compete with his feelings.

Gently, for fear of hurting him and hurting him, the cold and delicate fingers spread out and placed his fleshy palm in his palm.

Carefully, "Doesn't it hurt?" ”

How can it not hurt.

But how can I resist the heartache?

"Didn't you say that you won't think about it anymore and don't ask again?" Didn't you say it's all in the past? Why do you still care so much?

Are they all lying to themselves? Or did you lie to the dragon back to himself?

Qinghe just asked silently, she knew that the man with his eyes closed would not answer, this was a question he would avoid for eternity.

The Queen Mother is dead, and he will never give her an answer.

"Why do you want to join you? Long Hui and Long Yu, you are so stupid. Jiujing is even more stupid, even Jinruo is stupid...... "But what about yourself, Qinghe, you?"

Isn't it stupid?

Who is as tactful as a warbler, just to fight for a place.

The person with plain white but brown eyes has a place in his heart.

But now I have one more person in my heart for no reason, and I always think that I will stay up for the rest of my life. Who would have thought that after only three or three twos, they would fall into a deep depression.

Qinghe, Qinghe, what are you working hard for?

"Doesn't it really hurt?" The woman took the man's bloody hand and dripped her own tears.

He was willing to tear off the corner of his fluttering clothes with one hand and bandage him deep in the broken palm.

"This right hand, I still have to be in charge of the jade seal, the military seal, the correction and folding, and the thrush for Qinghe!" Why are you so uncherished.

So a person walked out of the Longhui Palace, her makeup was fresh, and her steps were beautiful, but she was empty of a heart.

Covered in blood, it stained her pleated skirt and fluttering clothes.

"Mother's ......"

A man behind him leaned to his side and groveled.

She held her forehead with one hand, "Go down, don't do anything without my orders." ”

sighed, Yin Yin Hongchen, whose heart did it mess up?

"Jinruo, you are for your own heart, but you still go with Long Chen. Longhui is for the queen mother, for the country, how should you choose? "Now Qinghe, you have to ask yourself.

Long Chen and Long Hui, how to choose.

Ten fingers Manruo, there are not only traces of Longhui's blood remaining in his palms, but also the green plate of sandalwood that has long been dried up and burned.

"What do you think...... Only you know how to apply poison, can you recognize poison? A faint wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

She will, never half a point less than you.

She has always believed that as long as she wants, she can get it without fighting.

This point, presumably Long Yu also knows very well. Therefore, she regarded herself as a sister, but she never really regarded herself as a sister.

She never believed in strange things, but she waded into this muddy water. Why? Long Yu, you are weaker than yourself, but you can get everything with a wave of your hand?

Whether it is Long Chen, Long Hui, or Jiujing, or Situ Jinruo.

She brains, she hates.

So even if there is no hatred, there is still a deep jealousy for you buried in the bottom of my heart.

"Don't blame me, I didn't want to hurt you." To survive in this deep palace, you always have to step on the corpses all over the field.

She had never wielded a sword, but her hand was unintentionally covered with blood.

Suddenly, she heard a sound in Lianhe Zhai, and she covered her face with a handkerchief.

"Come out, Situ Jinruo."

Turning around, a man dressed in plain white walked out from behind the wooden cabinet behind Qinghe.

Hold a white fan in your hand and shake it gently. "The concubine has good eyesight, how do you know it's Jinruo?"

She sat down suddenly, unintentionally separated by the shadow of the moon.

"It's already evening, why did you come to my lotus fasting again?" She pretended to be unintentional, but poured herself two glasses full of sake.

Situ Jinruo strolled over and leaned over to sit.

It's already been changed to another plain white.

He took the sake from the woman's hand and said indifferently. "Thank you."

Then drink it all.

The woman opposite suddenly laughed, full of laughter, Situ Jinruo was startled and trembled.

"Afraid of what? Qinghe won't eat you again. The woman smiled.