The Princess Reborn Will Rebel

"I don't like hospitals. Don't go to the hospital. That's it. Just let me lie in your arms like this. Mo'er, don't cry. I'm just like this. It's best..."

His voice gradually became weak, and her tears at this moment were more like a flood that had burst its embankment and could not be stopped no matter what.

"Do you still remember what you said when you broke up with me?"

"You said, I don't love you."

"At that time, I hated you very much. I just felt that you were being unreasonable. It was obvious that I loved you so much. It was obvious that I never refused your requests and doted on you so much..."

"However, at that time, I misunderstood what you meant."

"Now, I understand, you said you don't love me."

"But, I want to say... It's not that I don't love you, but... I don't love you enough." He looked at her affectionately: "If there is an afterlife, even if I don't love you enough, please teach me how to do it.

I love you with all my heart, okay?"

She nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her face, and she was so choked that she couldn't say a word.

He looked at her and tried to reach out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but in the end, they fell down weakly.

She only knew how to cry. When all the words came out in her mind and heart, and time entered the countdown, she didn't know where to start. Tears became her only way of expression.

"Okay, I will teach you in the next life. I will definitely teach you." The hoarse voice was choked with sobs. It was not the sweetness she used to have. It only made people want to cry in human ears.

The slight curve at the corner of his lips was like the warmest smile in the world, as if he was silently responding to her: "Okay."

Li, who was hiding in the dark and shooting, came out. Ouyang Moer kept holding Bei Fengmang and refused to let go until the ambulance came. Ouyang Moer then carried him onto the stretcher.

Although it was very laborious, she refused to let anyone interfere or help. She was stubborn and persistent and moved him bit by bit until he was placed smoothly on the stretcher.

The police arrived quickly. Also coming with the police car was You Jingying's brother, You Jingyan.

He anxiously asked for news about You Jingying, but no one paid him any attention.

He watched helplessly as Ouyang Moer appeared crazily holding Bei Feng in her arms.

Also, Ouyang Jinxuan gave him an unabashed look of disgust.

Then, with helpless eyes, You Jingying was carried out.

His entire body seemed to have been cast on a body-holding spell, standing there without any movement.

The expression on his face was so sad, but no one came to comfort him.

Because they can't say any words of comfort.

When they grieve for someone who doesn't deserve it, they can't say any words of comfort, or what they want to do more is to point their nose at him and scold him severely, but in the end, they restrain themselves.

It's not that they are so compassionate or magnanimous, but that after this series of things, they no longer want to be obsessed with, revenge, or hatred.

Revenge is the only encouragement a self-reliant person can give himself.

Hatred is the only excuse that the cowardly and incompetent can find for their own failures and mistakes.

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Author's note: Well, everyone who reads this should know that the whole story of the rebellion is over.

There are a lot of emotional words, but I won’t say them here. I just want to remind everyone that originally this rebellion ended like this, but due to the request of some friends, there are a few extra chapters after the main text, not many, but

Rather sweet.

Finally, thank you all for your continued support. The rebellion is over. Those who like to read the articles written by Qian can join the reader group. Qian will notify you in the group if there is a new book released or something.

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