The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Say the fragments and forget Madam...

He happened to remember his wife's figure and clothes, and he could even remember clearly the palace he lived in and the time she appeared.

Say you didn't forget...

The face in the portrait is indeed blank, without any facial features.

The group suddenly got big heads.

This is completely different from what Madam thought at the time...

[Little Wuzi, do you know what's going on? 】

"...Give up, my lord's ability is beyond our imagination."

The mist floated in the air, and there was no sound.

"The top priority should be to wake up the little lady, otherwise the fragments can't find anyone, and if they go crazy, that little world can't stand it."

【...I know too...】

Tuanzi sighed sadly,

[It's not so easy to wake up Madam... She is protected by the adults, and I can't contact her at all. 】

【And... Madam is still seriously injured and unconscious, so I don't dare to disturb her. 】

after all,

In case something really happened to the little madam and the adults pursued it, it would definitely not be able to escape responsibility.

Confused, Tuanzi picked up the mirror and continued to pay close attention.

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late at night,

The emperor's bedroom.

The hall was extremely dark.

The wick on the candlestick was intact, without the slightest trace of being burned.

Spreading layers of gold silk gauze tents, the censer is faintly scented with ambergris, and the curling green smoke dissipates in the air, making the palace extremely quiet.

Under layers of curtains,

On the exquisite and spacious dragon bed, an incomparably handsome man lay quietly,

He closed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

He has been tightly holding a portrait in his arms. In the portrait, the figure of a woman in a red cloak is slender and gentle.

The man didn't know what he dreamed of, his eyebrows were gentle, and he murmured softly, "You are here... you are here..."

in a hazy dream,

The girl in red stretched out her white hand and gently touched his face,

Her voice was very soft, as light as the wind, and quickly dissipated.

"I miss you so much……"

"Where are you……"

His eyes were red, and he hugged her tightly.

The sweet and soft smell on the girl's body made his heart tremble, feeling wronged and sour.

"Come soon, okay...I've been waiting for you...I miss you..."

The girl seemed to smile lightly, and kissed him affectionately, with a soft voice,

"You're very happy, aren't you?"

"..." He had a sudden premonition of something, and he squeezed her hand tightly,

"No, I'm not happy!"

"You can't go, you can't go."

The man was flustered and shook his head frantically,

"You...you can't leave me!!"

He was at a loss like a child at the moment, his eyes were red, humble and wronged.

"You will come...you promise me...don't go..."

The girl is silent.

next second,

Her figure dissipated, like smoke, without a trace.

"No!!!"

The man's frantic tearing sound resounded, with an extremely shrill roar.

broken dreams,

The portrait in his arms was tightly embraced by a man, like a life-saving straw, crazy and obsessed.

"You will come...you will..."

The man who had been calm and restrained finally lost control,

He cried and laughed, with a bit of madness.

"Shh-be quiet--you're coming--you're--"

The man with disheveled hair stumbled out of bed,

He opened the box,

Inside, the sky and the sky are covered with portraits of a woman.

He looked, grinned, and smiled foolishly,

"Look, I drew you so beautifully, I draw it every day..."