Number 1 Scandalous Queen

If he fell, he would really never find her again.

When I got home, the night was already late.

Everyone was up and couldn't sleep.

Xia Weibao left without a word, and walked smoothly.

No one knew where she went, and no one knew how she left the imperial city.

Just like this person, never appeared.

Everyone is very heavy.

Seeing my elder brother, who has always been so noble, now his clothes are dirty, his hair is messy, his face is full of scum, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Lu Huashan only felt distressed.

"Brother, it is important to find a sister-in-law, but you have to take care of your body."

I haven't been home for two days, and I don't know what my brother is eating outside. Is it like a beggar, squatting at the bottom of the overpass and eating dirty steamed buns?

The clothes are so dirty, I don't know if I took a bath outside, it smells sour.

Where to sleep at night? Is it sleeping under the bridge?

It hurts to think about it.

This was the first time she saw her brother so disregarding his image, so sad that sister Shanshan shed tears.

Thinking of Xia Weibao's departure again, tears fell like an unscrewed faucet.

"Brother, where did my sister-in-law go? Will she never come back."

Lu Hualiang felt suffocated in his heart, even his breathing was painful.

Raised her hand weakly and touched Lu Huashan's head.

Without speaking, he walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Zhong Wanshu and Yan Lingyi originally blamed him for angering Xia Weibao, but now that he is almost self-harming going crazy looking for someone, there is no anger.

Only distressed.

Xia Weibao's departure is probably the most sad person.

Yan Fei's complexion became more and more gloomy, and she continued to order people to look for it.

It is impossible for a person to disappear out of thin air, even if stubbornly three feet, we must dig her out!

Lu Hualiang returned to the room, looking at the empty room, the tall and tall back figure that had always been straight, suddenly bends a little.

This room is full of their sweet memories, and her laughter and joy are everywhere.

He could even smell the scent of her body, and could see her standing on the bed, stepping on the head of the bed with one foot, holding a hot strip in his mouth, playing games and cursing.

Then he turned around and smiled sweetly at him and said, "My husband, you are back, when will you take me to the king?"

Lu Hualiang walked to the bed, touched the pillow she had slept on, lay down and hugged the quilt she had covered.

The breath of her body remained on it, and before she knew it, sleepiness struck and she fell asleep.

This time, I couldn't sleep peacefully. The dream was full of her figure, and there were some strange images.

He is all of different ages and identities, doing the same thing, occasionally giving a woman who looks like her a lot of love.

But in the end, he killed the woman himself.

There are also beautiful scenes when lingering with her, with ears rubbing on the temples and neck entanglement.

Resist the death entanglement, addictive ecstasy.

Dreamed a lot.

Finally dreaming of himself dying again and again, scared him into a cold sweat.

Suddenly awakened, only to find that it was already dawn.

Lu Hualiang rubbed his eyebrows. He who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, actually slept all night without taking a bath.

He got up and went to the study, wanting to see if there was any news from his intelligence network.

When passing by Xia Weibao's dressing table, he found a mahogany comb lying quietly in the corner under the table.

Lu Hualiang frowned. She was the most precious of this comb. She didn't notice how it would fall on the ground.

Reaching out and picking it up, a sense of familiarity surged in my heart.