There is a balcony outside the window of this room. If you jump to the balcony, you will have a glimmer of hope.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan raised her foot and stepped on the window. A sigh of compassion suddenly came from outside the window. It was very misty in the rainy night: "Your Highness, go back."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's eyes opened.&1t;/p>

At the same time, the door slammed and was pushed open.&1t;/p>

The lights in the room are bright.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan suddenly turned around.&1t;/p>

The emperor stood at the door, and the light dragged his figure long. He stared at her expressionlessly, and the expression in his eyes did not contain any emotion.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan had never seen such a cold pope, like a doll without emotion, radiating a scent of thousands of miles away.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan was soaked all over, her face was not bloody at all. She grabbed the windowsill and her transparent nails were all broken.&1t;/p>

Emperor Ou looked at her, without any warmth in his eyes, and ordered: "Bring her here."&1t;/p>

Two goddess servants beside him stepped forward.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan took out the gun from her pocket and pointed it at her heart. Her white face trembled and said, "I won't leave...I can't leave Qi Ye..."&1t;/p>

The two goddesses' steps suddenly broke in her eyes, and they looked back at the Pope.&1t;/p>

Ou Ruoqinghan looked at Ye Weilan. There was no expression on his handsome face. His eyes were cold and cold. He said indifferently: "If you die, your body can be used."&1t;/p>

Both goddess servants lowered their heads in an instant, covering up the unbearableness in their eyes.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's eyes were wide open, and she stared at Ou Ruoqinghan, as if she had known him for the first time. She was probably so heartbroken that the gun in her hand suddenly turned direction and pulled the trigger to Ou Huang Qinghan.&1t;/p>

The two goddesses were shocked and moved at the same time. One quickly protected Ou Ruoqinghan and the other blocked the bullet for him.&1t;/p>

The bullet shot from Ye Weilan hit the chest of a goddess servant, and red snowflakes were dyed on her white clothes. The woman looked up and her eyes were blaming: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is your father--"&1t;/p>

"I don't have a father!!!" Ye Weilan roared sadly, and the gun in her hand pointed at Ou Ruoqinghan, her face was covered in tears, and her face was pale and almost dying: "I would rather you have never given birth to me. I would rather I be born to my mother and other men. I will never forgive you in my life!"&1t;/p>

She had never felt a little bit of fatherly love. What he gave her was nothing but hurt and pain...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan cried and asked heart-wrenchingly: "Why are you so cruel? The virus you passed on to me has caused me to live in pain for half my life. Why don't you even let my life go? Ah--"&1t;/p>

"I just want to be with Qi Ye. He will be sad if I leave. And my son and daughter. I leave and die. What should they do? They are still so young. You have already made a pair of daughters wander. Why don't even let their grandson go?!"&1t;/p>

"I promised Qi Ye that I would never leave him. Even if I die, my body would have to be kept here and wait for him to come back!"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's eyes showed a resolute ruthlessness, and the coldness was deeply engraved.&1t;/p>

The air in the room seemed to be frozen, and even time stopped at this moment.&1t;/p>

A cold confrontation between father and daughter connected by blood.&1t;/p>

Ou Ruoqinghan's expressionless face suddenly appeared with a sneer of sarcasm: "For your happiness, you ignore her life and death. Is this your choice?"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's hand holding the gun trembled. She was so selfish that she ignored the fact that Qin Yuling was seriously ill for her wife...&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!