The Black Little Cute Concubine: Your Majesty, Don’t Bite Me - Chapter 1102
Chu Liyuan didn’t want to see him shed tears, but he didn’t know how to persuade him, and he didn’t have the energy to persuade him.
She is too tired.
Tired as if a close eyes can go to sleep.
Little by little, time passed until mu Qianxun and other “people” came.
Seeing mu Qianxun coming, Qingliu stopped his tears.
“Qianxun, come and show Liyuan.”
Mu Qianxun saw that Chu Liyuan was about to die, and his eyebrows were deeply twisted.
“She doesn’t have much time. If you have anything you want to say, talk to her as soon as possible! ”
His words were a bolt from the blue for Qingliu.
“You don’t even have a pulse. How can you tell that she doesn’t have much time?”
“She doesn’t accept treatment at all. What if she has a pulse!” Mu Qianxun said helplessly.
Qingliu opened his mouth and obviously wanted to say something more.
Before he could speak, Chu Liyuan’s weak voice came from his arms.
“Xianzhi, I want to talk to you alone.”
Mu Qianxun didn’t respond to her, so he directly asked song Shiyu to wait outside.
In the Song Dynasty, they naturally went with their cooperation.
However, Qingliu is not so cooperative.
“I’m not going. I’ll be here with you.” With that, he hugged Chu Liyuan’s hand.
Chu Liyuan had no choice but to ignore him and said to Mu Qianxun, “although Yiyang has a Feng to take care of now, the road ahead may not be smooth. I hope you can protect him for me all my life. ”
“Why should I promise you?” Mu Qianxun has a calm face, and his words are cold and light.
Chu Liyuan listened, not angry but said with a smile: “I’ve already said what I said, and you didn’t agree, either.”
Mu Qianxun frowned and didn’t say yes or no.
Chu Liyuan right when he agreed, turned his eyes on Qingliu, said: “Lu Qingliu, if only I met you at first…”
“It doesn’t matter if you meet the wrong person at the beginning, just meet the right person later. Liyuan, I will accompany you in the future. Whether it’s joy or sadness, I’m with you. Don’t leave me alone Qingliu cried.
But Chu Liyuan laughed.
As if she didn’t hear Qingliu’s voice, she said to herself with a smile, “it’s a pity that there’s no if.”
Then she closed her eyes.
A drop of red tears as bright as blood fell from the corner of her eye.
Fall on the bed, and then roll to the ground, until mu Qianxun’s feet.
At one glance, mu Qianxun knew that it was the tears of the four spirits of heaven and the tears of rosefinch.
It turns out that the patron saint of Xiliang is not a white tiger, but a rosefinch.
Thoughts here, ear then spread a burst of cry.
Once again, Chu Liyuan was dead.
He picked up the tears on the ground and wanted to comfort Qingliu, but he didn’t know what to say.
Fortunately, at this time, they all went into the inner room.
In the Song Dynasty, when Yu heard Qingliu’s tears in the outer room, he knew that Chu Liyuan was not well, so he rushed into the room.
She went in, and the others followed.
“Xianggong, Liyuan, she…”
Mu Qianxun knew what she was going to ask, and said frankly, “let’s go.”
Hearing this, the rain in Song Dynasty couldn’t help reddening his eyes.
“Is there no room for reversal?”
Mu Qianxun shook his head and said, “she’s a member of the nether world. Even if she has Yin Yang Sword, she can’t break reincarnation and bring her back to life.”
“I’m so sad. I want to cry.”
Then she threw herself into mu Qianxun’s arms and began to cry.
Mu Qianxun was also very sad. After all, it was his best friend who died.