The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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"..." The handsome man in the bright yellow dragon robe sitting on the chair said calmly, his expression unchanged.

"Just say that I'm not feeling well, but I can't pass."

"...Yes, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Li has long been surprised.

I don't know why, the empress dowager is very kind to the emperor, but the emperor has never been very close to her. Although she is filial, she always feels that something is missing.

Of course Eunuch Li dare not say this publicly,

Just thinking silently in my heart.

He backed out, closed the door for the last time, and saw the noble emperor on the dragon chair, still staring at the woman in the portrait with gentle eyes.

...

Silence returned to the room.

There was only the sound of a man scratching lightly across the drawing paper.

For a long time,

A low and gentle voice sounded, trembling indescribably,

"You're here, aren't you?"

"I waited for you a long time……"

The man bent his eyes gently, with a gentle light,

He touched the drawing paper bit by bit, with deep nostalgia at his fingertips.

"Are we about to meet?"

As soon as the beating heart thought of this, it accelerated uncontrollably, and it was so excited that it couldn't control itself.

The man's eyes moved slightly, he closed his eyes, and began to recall the scene in his dream over and over again.

in the dream,

A woman in a red robe walked towards him and hugged him.

She seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Vaguely, he could still smell the soft scent of her body, as well as the warmth of her palm.

She was very gentle, holding him, kissing and kissing.

The slender and soft waist was embraced by him, and the lips were sweet.

Obviously everything is so real,

But no matter what, he couldn't see her face clearly.

A vast expanse of whiteness, extremely blurred.

"You're here... It's time to come..."

The man leaned over and gently pressed against the portrait, whispering softly,

The long fingers gently stroked the woman's small face, like a lover, lingering.

【叮咚——】

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【Ah? 】

Tuanzi heard the system beep for the first time.

It scratched its head in confusion, took out the small mirror,

what's the situation……

How could there be a sudden increase in recognition?

Mirrors switch quickly,

Finally, it stopped at a certain scene.

Waiting for Tuanzi to see the picture on the mirror clearly,

It froze for a moment, unable to speak for a while.

after a long time,

It just uttered a foul language, [Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! This, this... isn't this Madam? ! ! 】

How did the shards paint so many portraits of the Lady?

Fuck!

(°Д°)

He... won't remember Madam, will he?

impossible!

How can this be! ?

The group was shocked.

It stands to reason that time was reversed, and the wife left in time, and did not appear in the fragmented life track again.

How could he remember a non-existent person out of thin air! ?

Moreover, the clothes Madam is wearing are still the same as before!

This, this, this...

Tuanzi was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

It glanced at the high-altitude coffin, and wanted to tell Madam immediately,

But the outer solid barrier does not allow it to pass through at all.

【…】

The dumpling floated up anxiously.

[Little Wuzi, do you have any way to pass through the barrier set by the adults? 】

The illusory mist floated slowly, condensed in the air, and gathered into one sentence, indifferent and ruthless,

"Unless the adults allow it, don't even think about it, it's impossible."

【...Then what should I do...】