Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Zuo Xiang suddenly grabbed Rong Hua's hand: "Shuang'er, Shuang'er, don't scare dad, wake up quickly, Shuang'er."

The baby daughter who has always been held in her palms and pampered, but now she is dead in her own hands. The white-haired man gives birth to a black-haired man, and the world of the left prince is spinning.

"Leng Yue!"

Zhongli Ye's voice was no longer calm. He shouted, and the man wearing a navy robe with a vicissitudes of face walked up.

Zhongli Ye saw him walking out of the crowd not far away. He was not just here, but was watching this scene.

"Leng Yue, you have been here all the time, why don't you come to treat Rong Hua?" All the wounds of all sizes on Rong Hua's body were healed by Leng Yue. He believed that as long as Leng Yue was willing, Rong Hua would not die, but

Leng Yue stood by, watching Rong Hua die with her own eyes.

He obviously had the intention to Rong Hua, so how could he watch her die with his own eyes!

He looked at the woman on the ground, and his eyes were filled with endless emotions, but his voice was silent: "Master, as long as you are dedicated to survival, even if you only have one breath, Leng Yue can save her; but if you are dedicated to pursuing her, you can still save her.

Death, Leng Yue could not let her come back to life.”

Rong Hua couldn't save him, it was not that he didn't want to save him, but that she didn't want to live.

"What do you mean?" What does it mean to beg for death? In his opinion, all this was nothing more than an accident.

"If you want to live, you can't get it. If you want to be a happy god every day, you'd rather die and be a happy god." He knew, he could understand, because he knew, he knew Rong Hua's intentions. He was the only one who couldn't get it, and she had no life.

Love means knowing that he will never belong to him again, and knowing that his death can bring peace between the two men he loves the most.

Leng Yue bent down and picked up Rong Hua.

"What do you want to do? Put down Shuang'er!" Zuo Xiang suddenly rushed towards Leng Yue like a hedgehog. His daughter was dead, so how could she still be taken away by others?

Leng Yue's expression did not relax at all: "You killed her, and I was willing to die. Whether it is the Mu Mansion or the Imperial Palace, she will not be happy when she stays. I will take her away to free her."

You killed her, he killed the pearl in his own palm!

Zuo Xiang suddenly let go of his hand, and he seemed to have been aged dozens of years in an instant.

Even though he married the second wife, the prime minister has always been obsessed with his deceased wife and has always felt that Mu Qingshuang is a continuation of his wife. Therefore, since he was a child, he held this daughter in his palm and was afraid of falling, so he held it in his mouth.

Fearing that she was melted, she satisfied her whatever she wanted, not to mention that Mu Qingshuang was beautiful and charming and versatile. Everyone praised the eldest lady of Mu Zuoxiang's family. But now, he killed her with his own hands.

The pearl in his hand.

Leng Yue took Rong Hua away without hesitation or revealing whereabouts.

Zhongli Ye looked at Leng Yue's lonely back and did not stop him from leaving.

For so many years, I owe Rong Hua so much, and even in the end, he did not give her a comforting answer to her next life. However, when he ascended the throne, he asked her what she wanted, if she said that

If he wants to be his queen, he will do it. Now, is she also leaving the palace and no longer the ending like this? But if he thinks about today's ending, then he will not let that day

She became the sword in his hand, and Rong Hua would not exist, but only the eldest lady of the Mu Mansion.