Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Early winter.

The sky was covered with goose feathers. She blinked and her heart was mixed.

I can't talk about it, but I can't talk about it or not.

She wore a soft purple silver light lili skirt, and the long blue silk was inserted with a beaded flower bud, standing in the snow and looking particularly beautiful.

The route that walks in the palace every day is similar, passing through the imperial garden full of plum blossoms, on the left is the Taihe Temple on the upper morning, and on the right is the palace on the night.

These days his body has become worse and worse, and he has never been in bed.

When Luo went to him step by step, he moved his eyes, but he never blinked.

She is just watching him and knowing his return date.

I went to the library to read some information about poisons. This chronic poison is called ‘蛊’, the thing of the phoenix.

Today's ink night has long been ill, and no medicine can be saved.

Luo dumped the books, took a deep breath, and his eyes were slightly red.

No way, no way, no way.

She has no way to change her ending and can only wait for his death.

That is really a suffocating thing...

The winter solstice after three days.

Li Gonggong’s close-fitting Li Gonggong came to the Shiguang Temple to find her, and brought her news of the wake of the night.

This may be the last time he woke up!

"You are here!" His voice was very light, and he seemed to have little strength, but he reached out and tried to grab her wrist.

At that time, he was the most handsome man in the entire Mexican dynasty. Today, it is already two white spots.

The palace lady brought the soup up, and she shook her head gently: "Get it."

Drinking or not drinking now seems to be no longer important.

But he opened his eyes, and some spoiled words: "This is the only thing you have to give me, you must drink."

She didn't answer, just watching him drink the soup and then leaning heavily on her shoulder.

The cold wind blew in the window, and her body trembled, suddenly scared.

I saw him trying to pick up the quilt and wrap her up: "After I leave, you should take care of yourself. If you want to eat, you should eat it. If you are full, don't be stubborn. Don't be afraid, I will do it here and outside. Ok, including the most worried guards."

"The emperor, don't talk nonsense..." She said reluctantly, the soft voice, but the heart took a moment, especially uncomfortable.

"I am dying, I know." He slowly raised his hand, and the cool voice took a touch of floating, gently touching her face: "Don't be afraid, no one can bully you."

Luo trembled and trembled, wanting to say something, but did not dare to speak.

This sadness to the extreme atmosphere surrounded her, she was afraid that she would burst into tears as soon as she opened her mouth.

Although it is the story of the original master, at this moment she seems to have experienced it personally, so sad.

"Shantou, I am sorry..." His voice trembled. He seemed to have exhausted the last glimmer of strength. He said in her ear: "The life that owes you may not be finished, if there is a next life..."

He paused, his voice sobbing, buried in her arms: "I am still okay."

Next life, next life, next life...

What a far-reaching agreement, what they can't do with their strength and life in this life, what is the use of the next life.

"You... answer me..."

A moment of silence, his difficult opening seemed to be waiting for her answer.

He owes her too much, and his embarrassing emotions make him unable to like others and cannot fall in love with others.

After all, there must be an ending.

Luo dusted his bite and said: "Okay."