Cannon fodder to save the male god

Chapter 1171 Fu Qingyu Thinking 34
His sincere answer seemed to please the eldest princess suddenly, and she smiled happily, the first time since the two met just now.

"It's time to unravel everything." She sighed.

"I loved you so much in my previous life, but you treated me with disdain and drew your sword against me." She said, and then stretched out her hand to cover her heart.

"Do you know? That feeling is really painful, heart-piercing pain, too painful, even if I die and become a soul body, I still can't forget the piercing pain. Tormented by this never-ending pain, tortured by unwillingness to you."

"I have endured this obsession alone, and I have endured this thought that I shouldn't have for so long. Now that you say you love me too, you should come and share this despair for me, right? "

"Let me see, too, if you have any heart for me."

What she said was a little inexplicable, talking nonsense, Zhao Fuqing frowned slightly imperceptibly, and was about to interrupt his wife's thoughts.

He just felt a sudden pain in his head, something was rushing into his mind, and countless pictures flashed very quickly.

He held his head in his hands in pain, and couldn't help but growl, and didn't have time to think about why this sudden change happened
This pain lasted for a long time, so long that Zhao Fuqing had the urge to bite his tongue and commit suicide
After finally stopping, he just rolled his eyes and passed out.

There was no time to think about the pictures that suddenly popped up in my mind.
It was supposed to be the moment of spring night, in the new house full of love, but Zhao Fuqing slept on the bed with her body straight, her eyes closed tightly, and her forehead was so tense that it almost became the word Sichuan.

He opened and closed his lips, and said something a few times, but the eldest princess didn't have the heart to listen, she just lowered her eyes, and from time to time wiped the sweat off his forehead carefully with a handkerchief.

"Yaya, Yaya, don't, don't!"

In the dream, Xiao Ya smiled so softly, and she looked at him with such concentrated and affectionate eyes, but the dagger that pierced his heart with her own hands did not show the slightest hesitation. Did not enter his heart.

"I'm sorry, Fu Qing, I betrayed you, but even if you hate me for the rest of my life, I won't let you ruin everything about the prince." Xiao Ya said calmly, still in that soft tone .

But Fu Qing could no longer be obsessed with this tenderness, her heart ached, the kind of pain that wanted to dig it out, the kind of pain that wanted to kill everyone and go to hell together!

At this moment, Fu Qing found strangely that he didn't feel hatred in his heart, but a slight sense of relief.

The scene of the eldest princess' death flashed before his eyes again.

Different scenes, different people, but the things that happened are so similar.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he looked at the eldest princess coldly, the point of the sword plunged into her heart
He said: "You can't deal with anyone, why did you touch Yaya, that's my only bottom line, you forced me."

How did the eldest princess answer back then?
Fu Qing tried hard to think back, yes, he remembered.

She didn't say anything, not even a question.

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