The princess is poisonous: the prince surrenders quickly

It was night, the wind was raging, the clouds were densely covered, and it was obviously not summer, but the muffled thunder was heard, and lightning bolts cut through the black sky like silver snakes, and the rain fell.

With a bang, the window was blown open by the wind, and the cool, damp wind poured into the room, and the blown curtains swayed layer upon layer, making people feel palpitations.

"Qianqian, it's windy, are you cold?"

Yun Mo didn't move, just hugged the woman in his arms, gently stroked her cool cheeks, and murmured questions as if in a dream.Mixed with pain and despair.

The woman didn't give him any response, her hands were cold, her body was cold, that kind of temperature was scary.

Yun Mo closed his eyes heavily, neither wanting to look nor daring to look.My heart sank to the bottom, full of sadness.

Qianqian...you...have you gone after all?

What do you want me to do?

How can I survive?

The woman was lying in Yun Mo's arms, sleeping pale and peacefully, and there was a relieved smile on her lips.It was like having a good dream.

Yun Mo stroked her hair, cheeks, and fingers over and over again, imprinting her voice and smile, every frown and smile, in his heart.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter that Yun Mo stood up, took out the dresses she had prepared, and put them on her one by one, then washed and washed, and put on delicate makeup.

Under Yun Mo's hands, the woman wore a light pink dress, her complexion was rosy, and a begonia was painted between her eyebrows, she was so beautiful.

When Nishang pushed open the door, what he saw was such a scene. The man combed the three thousand black hairs in his hand extremely seriously. If it wasn't because his expression was too blank, if it wasn't because the woman didn't respond at all, how beautiful it would be picture?

Gently closing the door again, Nishang covered her mouth, her eyes instantly blurred with tears.

Silently go down to prepare the coffin, mourning hall, white sail...

With a cry, Yun Mo came out with Ling Yuqian in his arms. Although the rain had stopped, the sky was not clear, as if he was mourning for something.Remembering something.

"My lord... my condolences."

Ling Mufan was the first person to arrive at Jin'an Palace, and he was deeply moved by his appearance at this time.She closed her eyes sadly.

Yun Mo looked down at the woman in his arms, and murmured, "Don't be sorry, we will meet again in a short time."

Ling Mufan was stunned, looked at him for a long time, and finally said slowly, "Qianqian once told me that she would definitely save you. She secretly ordered someone to go to Dayan Saintess Hall and found the clues left by my mother."

"Seeing that your hair has turned black again, she should have succeeded."

Hearing this, Yun Mo stroked a strand of hair in a daze, looking at the black shiny hair, his heart felt like a needle prick.

no wonder... no wonder...

I always feel that something is wrong, no wonder she went so fast... So...

Qianqian... you are such a fool...

"You are her continuation, live well." Ling Mufan patted his shoulder and sighed.The experiences of the two people are so similar, and the pain... there is no words to say.

Maybe it was because she didn't want to believe that she was gone, and wanted to give herself a belief, maybe it was because she didn't want to be disturbed in the last time, Ling Yuqian's funeral was not held too grandly.

It's just that after everyone paid their respects, Yun Mo took Ling Yuqian's coffin to the deep mountain for burial alone.

When I left, the spring rain was continuous and everything was bleak.

Cutting off the water with a knife and making the water flow more, using wine to relieve sorrow and worry even more. Even though he knew this truth, Yun Mo still couldn't control the pain and sorrow in his heart. He drank heavily every day, drunk and dreamed to death, and only hoped that he could meet her in his dream.

When Yunchi traveled thousands of miles and found him after all kinds of hardships, it was already seven days later. When he saw his white clothes turned muddy, decadent and depressed, his heart almost broke.

However, after seeing clearly the tomb of his own princess, his heart stopped for three beats.

"My lord... My lord, wake up!"

Being disturbed suddenly, Yun Mo opened his eyes reluctantly, raised his foot and kicked, "Get lost!"

"My lord... my concubine..."

Unable to control the pain in his leg, he rushed forward and pointed to the grave not far away, almost crying.

Yun Mo followed the direction he pointed and forgot about the past, and suddenly his eyes widened.

The originally good tomb was dug up, and it just appeared in the sunlight, with all the cultivated products there, except the woman lying in it was gone.

His mind instantly cleared up, Yun Mo jumped up and looked around.But it's raining...no clues...

"Check! The ends of the earth! Dig three feet and find it for me!"

It is extremely daring to have someone steal someone away right under his nose, that person had better hide it tightly, if he finds him, he will definitely make his life worse than death!

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