Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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Bu Yilian took a deep breath, she raised her head and looked at the window on the other side, as if she was looking at a far away place, Mingsihe didn't know what she was looking at, but she didn't bother her.

Bu Yilian leaned against the chair arranged by her, she looked in that direction without moving, she seemed to be thinking about a lot of things, her eyes were a little red.

"Did I ask something that shouldn't be asked? If so, I apologize." Ming Sihe said, maybe she shouldn't have said it, and she shouldn't have asked.

She shouldn't make others suffer the same pain for what she wants. It doesn't matter whether Bu Yilian is Chinese or not. The important thing is that Mingsihe's words made her feel uncomfortable.

"You also came from time travel, right?" Bu Yilian turned her head to look at Mingsihe and said, her eyes were very calm, the tears that were about to fall rolled in her eyes, but did not fall, obviously it was Bu Yilian I tried my best to hold back the crying.

Seeing her so sad, Ming Sihe didn't know how to comfort her, after all, she was also very sad at this time.

Especially when Bu Yilian said "Are you also from time travel?" This sentence, such an ordinary word, made her feel that the fellow villagers saw the fellow villagers, and her eyes were full of tears.

Never thought that in the process of time travel, at this moment of death, she would still meet a Chinese, moreover, a very beautiful woman.

"Indeed, I traveled inexplicably and lived an inexplicable life. Now, I am still living inexplicably. I don't know whether I am really living or living in a dream." Mingsihe even said to himself I can't figure it out either. Sometimes when she wakes up, she looks at the top of the bed and the room. She doesn't know where she is, or who she is, and she can't remember her name.

Sometimes, you live for others, and suddenly one day you don't even know who you are, whether it is her or yourself, and who are you living for?For whom do we have joys and sorrows?She really can't figure it out.

"Hehe, it seems that we are indeed destined. I never thought that I would meet a woman from China in my lifetime. I think this is a gift from God." Bu Yilian said, her little hand kept moving Trembling, the biting mouth oozes blood.

Mingsihe wanted to stop, but her hand stopped halfway and did not continue.She didn't know what she should do. If she lived to this age like Bu Yilian, would she be like this?

Obviously she is much better than myself, at least she can live so calmly, just like meeting a Chinese, she is obviously excited, but she can still suppress this excitement, let herself face it calmly, go calmly Tell, it seems that this is just a story.

"Then, have you ever thought about going back? Perhaps, have you found a way to go back?" Mingsihe really wanted to know this, after all, she really wanted to go back.

Here, you can only fight and kill, and you don't know how long you can live. Maybe you are fine today, but you will be poisoned to death tomorrow, or you may be killed by others.

Various situations kept appearing in front of her eyes. She was afraid of death and had died once. Could she not cherish the rest of her life?

"It's useless, it's fate, no one can escape." Bu Yilian once naively thought that she could actually go back, but now that she has stayed here for decades, she has never been able to go back.

Some things depend on chance, and some things depend on fate, but these have nothing to do with you. You just accidentally fell down. God will not worry about you too much. Just treat you as if you don’t exist and live in the present moment.

"Hehe, it seems that I am naive, right?" Mingsihe was also there, and the two women seemed to have lost their vitality, softening there.

They didn't speak, and let the time go by. They knew that they were all sad, but this kind of sadness always lingered.

"Have you...have you ever been to the Southern Dynasties?" When she looked at Bu Yilian again, she would think of Murong Lanxuan, his pain, and his constant search for such a person.

Perhaps the person in front of him was the person he was looking for.Can she help him fulfill his wish?She didn't know, she wasn't sure.

"Southern Dynasty? That was a long time ago." As if recalling, Bu Yilian said, the corner of her mouth constantly raised a smile, as if the days before were particularly beautiful.

Just like first love, the heartbeat of electric shock, and many palpitations of your own heartbeat, remind you that when you think of it, your heartbeat still speeds up and your face is still flushed.

"Have you ever known someone named Murong Batian, or maybe Murong Lanxuan?" Mingsihe tried to ask, but Bu Yilian stared at Mingsihe with wide eyes, looking at Mingsihe and Mingsihe. The scalp starts to tingle.

"Do you know them?" Bu Yilian looked at Mingsihe in surprise. At Mingsihe's age, if she came to Fengguo, she would have no idea what happened in the Southern Dynasty, but she knew these people. .

The members of Murong's family are people she will never forget in her life.As long as she thought about it, she felt full of guilt.

"Well, I really think so." Ming Sihe nodded honestly, she had to admit it, because she wanted to know why this woman left in the first place.

Bu Yilian suddenly took Mingsihe's little hand, she looked at Mingsihe and said, "Are they okay? How do you know them?"

Regarding Murong Lanxuan, she had heard from Bu Kuilou, but he never mentioned Murong Batian. In fact, she could understand Bu Kuilou, so she kept suppressing her inner emotions and didn't want to ask.

"One is dead, and the other is homeless." When Mingsihe was talking, she was still watching Bu Yilian's expression, and she saw that Bu Yilian's mouth was wide open, and the little hand holding her was also released. up.

Bu Yilian fell from the chair, she sat on the ground, her eyes became dull, and she muttered: "No, how could this happen? No."

Bu Yilian kept howling, she kept expressing her inner dissatisfaction and uneasiness, she kept howling, this sound was her depressed emotions in the past 20 years, she kept crying, crying .

Mingsihe felt that she was cruel, so she didn't need to say that, but saying this, like poison, was constantly corroding Bu Yilian's heart.

Bukuilou went out to do errands, and just came back, he planned to come to visit his mother. He has always felt that he was sorry for her, and he didn't have time to be with her, and let her live alone here alone. That is more than 20 years.

"Mother, mother." Bukuilou heard his mother's howls, the voices were so heart-piercing that one couldn't bear to listen any longer.

He kept running towards this side, but when he walked in, he saw Mingsihe sitting on a chair, while his mother fell to the ground, she was crying wildly on the ground, her hair was messed up .

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