With a hint of pity in his evil eyes, he looked at the woman lying beside the door of Prince Qing's Mansion. He walked over without hesitation, gently picked her up, held her in his arms, and strode away...

If she despairs once, she can die to escape.

If it was said that the second chance God gave her was just to torture and atone for her sins, she would rather die in modern times.

That man cruelly took away her favorite brother from her.

Ding Ding and Qing'er are her deepest pain.

Why, why must she bear this?

Her Qing'er...

It was like being in an ice cave, cold and alone. I unconsciously tightened my arms, arched my body and curled up into a ball, looking for a trace of my own warmth to comfort me. But the fierce cold was still screaming wildly, layer by layer.

Wrap her up.

Trembling, unstoppable trembling, accompanied by tears and despair, attacked the body that was riddled with holes.

"Cough cough cough..." There was a sudden cough, mixed with the faint fragrance of Chinese medicine.

On her face still stained with tears, her long eyelashes that were soaked trembled a few times, then slowly opened her eyes. The dazzling light made her subconsciously raise her eyes. Through the mist, she saw a thin man.

The frail white figure was lying quietly on the lounge chair under the window. The white on his body still had a distorted halo, and the hem of his clothes was gently fluttering with the breeze.

From a distance, it looks like a holy and elegant statue, which is beyond reach.

This man, who was as handsome as the moon, was something she would never forget.

His eyes slowly moved around. The luxurious yet elegant room was filled with the faint fragrance of lily of the valley. The bookcases standing against the wall were filled with various collections of books. The bottle of crystal clear and noble lily of the valley on the table gave this completely indifferent feeling.

An angry room brings out a breath of spring.

After looking around blankly, Mai Mai turned his attention to the man under the window.

"Did you bring me here?"

He was still lying there quietly, as if sleeping soundly. For a long time, when Mai Mai was about to give up the question, he faintly uttered, "It's King Zhao." His voice was still very soft, and if you weren't careful, it would blend in.

into the wind.

Wan Qizhao? How could it be him?

Mai Mai slowly got up. The wet shirt on her body had obviously been changed, but she was still soaked with cold sweat. She fumbled for her shoes and put them on, shook her confused head, stood up tremblingly, and walked towards the door step by step.

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"You won't come back if you don't." His calm words came from behind him,

His fists were clenched tightly, his face was abnormally flushed, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping down his cheeks. He bit his lower lip and said firmly, "I have to go no matter what!" Star eyes were half closed and then opened,

"Even if I die, I will stay with Qing'er!" No one will understand her feelings for her brother. The guilt that tortures her to death is her only motivation to live in this other world.

"Death is much easier than life." The person on the recliner slowly turned his head, Wu Bo's deep eyes swept over him indifferently, "But, do you have the heart to let him die with you?"

Suddenly, Mai Mai froze, and for a moment, her heart was tangled in pain. She always regarded death as the worst plan, and in all desperation, there was still one way to escape. She could control her own life and death, but she had no choice but to die.

What qualifications determine Qing'er? What Qing'er needs is to live healthily! But if she is gone as a sister, who can protect him here?

Death is a cowardly escape.

"King Wang, it's time for you to take medicine." A clear and beautiful voice sounded from outside the door in a leisurely manner.
Chapter completed!