Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 655 How to make a sissy (12)
From head to toe, his blood was frozen, and he looked at Tuoba Rong lying on the ground without blinking.

Tuoba Rong has lost consciousness, with fine wounds all over his body, blood bubbling outwards, his clothes are completely stained red with blood, he was dragged here, blood all the way, long bloodstains extending far, far ...

Why not run, with his skill, if he leaves first, it's totally fine!
The answer was already very clear, clearly engraved in his heart, he asked and answered himself, for him...

For him who is like a fool!
He who came here to beg the murderer of his mother!
Hua Qian suddenly wanted to laugh. Tears flowed back from his sore eyes. He really smiled, like a strange mandala blooming on his lips. He walked towards Tuoba Rong step by step, step by step, Completing his silent transformation...

He walked up to Tuoba Rong, under Hua Zhongli's murderous eyes, squatted down and wiped the blood on his face carefully, tidied his wet hair, and then slowly stood up .

He walked back in Huamei's direction, and suddenly someone grabbed his ankle gently.

Tuoba Rong, who was already in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes if he felt something, and he weakly held Hua Qian's ankle, his eyes were blank at first, then gradually gained focus, and then fixed a deep engraved image in front of his eyes. On the figure in the bone.

With all his strength, he looked up at him.

When their eyes met, Tuoba Rong was shocked, this was not Hua Qian's eyes that he was familiar with!

In addition to nostalgia and warmth, there are too many things in it. He just stared at it blankly, as if for a century...

Tuoba Rong let go of his hand, lowered his eyes and regained his composure.

He got it.

Seven years is enough for him to understand everything Hua Qian thinks, no matter what happened just now, maybe the current Hua Qian is no longer innocent, no longer immature, no longer the crying and laughing child, but as long as Hua Qian is Qian, as long as it is still his Hua Qian...

He couldn't help remembering the original play, and hummed softly, with a weak voice: "It's better to find a forest, you plow and we weave, from now on, the gods and couples will be a good pair..."

The most ordinary wish is always the hardest.

The drama behind her faintly drifted into her ears. Hua Qian walked up to Hua Mei and knelt down: "Sister, let him go, I won't see him again."

There was a pause in the play, and then continued.

Hua Chongli frowned and said angrily: "No!"

Hua Mei glanced lightly at Hua Qian, who was kneeling on the ground, and then at Tuoba Rong, who was covered in blood like mud, a trace of disgust flashed across her face. If she didn't need the help of the Lin family, she would have killed the two of them. Forget it, people like ants are no longer worthy of her as a concubine.

I can't put it in her eyes!

She looked down from above like a god, looking down at the two tiny ants in her eyes, disdaining to lose her identity, at this time she didn't know that after ten years, facing the destruction of South Korea, she was like a bereaved dog The moment he committed suicide and died, what came to his mind was today's scene.

These two ants-like figures.

At that time, she once regretted that she didn't let it go, if she didn't let it go, if she didn't let it go...

However, at this time, Hua Mei only smiled gently, and said two words lightly: "Drag it on, it's just a cheap life."

Tuoba Rong was dragged away, leaving a long trail of scarlet blood again, and the piercing Hua Qian closed his eyes fiercely.

Neither of them looked at each other again, but the other's intentions were already understood.

The intermittent drama is getting farther and farther away: "It's better to find a forest, you plow and we weave, from now on, the gods and couples will be a good pair..."

A tear rolled down the trembling eyelashes.

He closed his eyes, and sang softly: "It's better to find a forest, you plow and we weave, from now on, the gods and couples will be a good pair..."

half year later.

The legend in the South Korean harem—Concubine Hua, because she was pregnant with a dragon son, she was promoted to a noble concubine, and she only doted on the harem for a while.

Mei's body was slightly ill, and she was bedridden, but her small colds came and went, hollowing out her whole body.

The body of the youngest daughter of the Lin family was found in the Linfu Pond. She was suspected of having a leg disease and accidentally drowned.

The little-known young master of Huafu appeared coquettishly in front of the world with a sissy posture.

Tuoba Rong, dragging his unrecovered body, set foot on the strange land of Beiyan alone, to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan.

The sun was rising in the east, and the two men who were separated by tens of thousands of miles raised their heads from the north and the south of the mainland at the same time, looking at the red sun, and the clouds were so bright.

Hua Qian, I will go back!
Tuoba, I will wait for your return!

This year, Huaqian was 13 years old and Tuoba Rong was 16 years old.

The gongs and drums are loud, and the firecrackers are all fired.

The congratulations of the common people, the sound of melodious and festive music rang in the ears, but it seemed that there were only these two figures left in the world, all the scenes were blurred, all the hustle and bustle were wiped out, the only thing that was eternal was the other party's Pulse eye waves.

Leng Xia looked at Zhan Beilie who was slowly walking from the gate of the palace. He was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, shining like the sun in the sky.

When she came closer, just when she thought she would be picked up, he held her hand, and when she was stunned, he performed a standard court kiss. He was elegant and gentlemanly, stood up, and curved his arms into a In a semicircle, a mouthful of brilliant white teeth shines brightly.

Leng Xia smiled and hooked his arms.

"Father, handsome!" At some point behind him, Xiao Geyao cheered in a childish voice, skipping every word.

Zhan Beilie turned his head and turned his eyes. He was so happy that he couldn't find Bei. Leng Xia hurriedly grabbed him, fearing that he would float to the sky.

Zhan Shiqi groaned and said, "Practice in front of the mirror every day, and finally look a little bit better."

Zhan Beilie glared at him—destroy Lao Tzu!
Zhan Shiqi stared back six times—you bit me?
Looking back, Xiao Qiqi and Xiao Ge Yao are holding flower baskets in their hands, like two little angels who have just descended into the world. The one and a half year old Xiao Ge Yao is wearing a white gauze skirt and smiling sweetly at Leng Xia. Xiao Shiqi was actually wearing a black short jacket, especially the back of the short jacket was long and pointed.

(End of this chapter)