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917. Fu Yunche's Heartfelt Confessions

"Master, it's Qianxue's useless wuwuwuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Feiyan also knelt down and cried, "Feiyan has been bullied since childhood. Only you don't dislike me. If it weren't for you, Feiyan would not recognize the Eagle. Master, Feiyan had no choice but to assassinate you. Do you know? When Eagle helped me rescue Yan'er, I wanted to go over and apologize for you, and I also wanted to live my life with only following you, but how can luck make people wuwu!"

The sad tombstone could not respond. There was no temperature at all. Instead, it exuded coldness, making the hands that touched the tombstone bright red. One person died and tens of thousands were injured.

I don't know how long it took Feiyan to leave with the fainting Qianxue. When she turned around, she saw Fu Yunche holding a wine pot. Her self-depressed appearance did not make her feel pity, but instead felt contempt and glared fiercely before she walked away without seeing her.

Fu Yunche didn't look much, but naturally came to the grave, bent down and sat back, lazily leaned back, looking at the cloudless sky, and suddenly laughed: "Is the scenery here very good? You always say that you like the bloody rivers and lakes. It was a long time ago. It is said that it was the place where martial arts conferences were held in the ancient times. No need to thank me. After you did so much, I can't repay you. I can only be as satisfied as possible!"

Xiao Gengzi in the distance was so anxious. Can His Majesty wear such thin clothes? The Imperial Heavenly Prison said that the first snow would come soon, and His Majesty had no intention of leaving. After thinking about it, he ordered: "Go and find someone to set up a tent in front of the grave immediately! Put a basin of charcoal on it."

"yes!"

Xiao Gengzi then began to sigh, Empress, you saw that Your Majesty loves you. He is just a little stupid and will not please women. You just misunderstood that he will never return. Now he still has a grave. I never thought that if you have a few shorts, His Majesty would be sad? And King Xia Lan, there are many romantic loves every day. If King Xuesang had not been in charge of the overall situation for the time being, the villain would have taken advantage of the situation.

How could you bear to go like this?

Fu Yunche followed the free and easy attitude of a woman, raised his head and drank a big mouthful again, and continued to smile on his grave bag, "You said you are the future person. It's not that I don't believe it, but I dare not believe it. I suddenly feel that I am useless. I always dare not face the facts because I am afraid of losing it. I am afraid that you will go back one day like you said. How do you ask me to find it?"

"Su Mengdie, I hope you have returned to the place you said safely and continue to live with another person's body. You only regard what happened here as a dream. Go to the person who can make you happy for the rest of your life. If I can't give you what I can give you, that person will give you. Do you know? Ya'er and I will never be able to do it. In fact, I can give you what you want, but you don't understand, and you don't believe me!"
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