627. Collapse, complete collapse

The little palace maid said as she saluted. Back to the prince, the mother confessed, said that she wanted to sleep more, so that the slaves and maids were not allowed to go in and disturb."

At this moment, the third prince also had a bad premonition in his heart. It's past noon now, and she hasn't been out of the house, mother."

The little palace maid shook her head. Returning to the words of the third prince, no."

At this moment, from inside the dormitory, there was a roar of the collapse of the World Heritage Site." Long.. beads.."

The third prince didn't care about any etiquette, and hurriedly rushed in.

World Heritage's mouth kept spitting blood, and the placket of his chest was also dyed a shocking bright red......

The third prince stepped forward and held the world heritage that was already unstable, and shouted eagerly. Master, what's wrong with you, what's going on?" The third prince glanced around. What about the nine brothers and sisters.

The empty-eyed world relics seemed to have not heard the words of the third prince, and tears slowly flowed from his dark and deep eyes, and they were not ordinary tears, but blood tears......

Immediately after that, there was a dull bang, and the third prince looked for the sound, and it was the little palace maid who was following him, and it turned out that the little palace maid was frightened by the terrifying scene in front of her and fainted.

Where can the third prince take care of the little palace maid.He saw the letter clenched in the hand of the world heritage.Forcefully broke the hand of the world heritage.Pulled the letter out of the hand of the world heritage.The juanxiu font on the letter was very familiar to him.It was Manzhu's handwriting.When he read the contents of the letter.The stricken third prince took two steps back weakly.His eyes were glazed and he sat on the ground with a dull gaze.The world relics that had lost the support of the three princes fell to the ground like a piece of wood without consciousness.Now he was just a shell of a soul that had been drained.There was no feelingAt this moment, he can no longer hear, smell, see, or feel. The only evidence that can prove that he is still alive is that the corners of his eyes have never stopped flowing blood and tears......

The camera zooms in, and I finally see the contents of the paper.

I have always been in love.

Wang Shi is precious.

Falling flowers are drifting, and there is no time to see each other.

The end of the life.

The third prince's heart was emptied, he knew, this time, Manzhu really left, and would never come back.

At this moment, the palace maids, eunuchs, and guards who rushed to hear the movement were all frightened by the scene in front of them.

It took a long time for the third prince to recover from his grief, and he struggled to get up, and his voice was hoarse. Remember, you didn't see anything, and you went and fetched the golden boy."

All the subordinates in the Hanyan Hall were selected through strict selection.The master's order was the holy decree.At this moment, they retreated in an orderly manner.The master said that they didn't see anything.Then they didn't see anything.Everything was as usual.

Soon, the gold ingots came, and although he was mentally prepared, when he entered the dormitory, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him.

What kind of blow can make the master of martial arts spit blood.

What kind of grief can make the master who is powerful shed blood and tears.

What kind of heaviness can make the master who swallows the world depressed.

What kind of damage can make the master of the strategy collapse and collapse.

There is only one answer:

Manju.

Qiao Manzhu.

She is the only person in the world who can instantly defeat her master.

The golden ingot, who had always been hippie and smiling, could no longer smile this time......

The letter slowly fell from his hand, and he turned pale and muttered. What does this mean. Unwilling to accept reality, the gold ingots pounced on the world relics on the ground, and unceremoniously shook the numb world relics. You tell me, what is the indefinite meeting, what is the afterlife, you say, you say."

The World Heritage let the gold ingots be presumptuous, because at this moment he couldn't feel the existence of the gold ingots at all, and the gold ingots, who couldn't get an answer from the World Heritage, refused to give up. He climbed on the ground and climbed up to the third prince who was sitting on the ground, grabbed the third prince's collar, and roared loudly. What do you mean by seeing each other indefinitely, what do you mean by the afterlife, what does Manju mean?"

The third prince just slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the gold ingot, and then lowered his eyes again, and said nothing.

The eyes of the third prince were like lighting the acupuncture points of the gold ingots......

The three big men just sat silent, no one moved, no one said anything more.

An hour has passed, two hours have passed, three hours have passed...... It was dark, it was time to take the lamp, but no one dared to step through the door, and the bedroom was flooded with darkness...... Four Hours, Five Hours......

It wasn't until the early morning of the second day that a slight "Manzhu" came out of Shiyi's mouth, which broke the deathly silence in the dormitory, and also pulled the three princes and the gold ingots back from their lost souls. Tell the order to go down.' The other side of the gate 'put down all the work in hand and do all your best to find the trace of Manju.'

"Yes." The three princes and the gold ingots said in unison.

"The news of Manzhu's departure is completely closed, and it is announced to the outside world that the king has sent her to Qianwei County, Yizhou to give birth safely." The World Heritage calmly confessed.

"Yes." Another chorus of answers.

"The emperor's move of the capital is urgent, so leave it to the starling to preside."

"Yes."

"You guys go out, I want to be alone for a while."

The third prince looked at the blood marks on the cheeks and the corners of his mouth. Master, your wounded ......"

He waved his hand lightly, staggered to the bed, and said weakly. Let's go."