He threw himself into his arms, grabbed his sleeve tightly, and a tear dripped from his soft eyes shakingly: "...Why..."&1t;/p>

He just wanted her to survive.&1t;/p>

The whole world is against him.&1t;/p>

Even his beloved most chose to hurt him in the most critical moment.&1t;/p>

Lan's expression was so pale, like a child who was extremely desperate.&1t;/p>

Perlangodo cannot answer his question.&1t;/p>

He would not tell him that even if Qin Yuling did not keep a move, he would not agree to him exchange Ye Weilan's life for Qin Yuling.&1t;/p>

That was his adopted daughter. He could hurt her, but he couldn't bear to let her die.&1t;/p>

People's hearts are biased. Everyone has a scale in their hearts. It depends on who is comparing.&1t;/p>

But this hurt should not come from him.&1t;/p>

The whole world is against him. Such thin shoulders have been shouldering an empire alone for more than 20 years.&1t;/p>

He can no longer salt his wound.&1t;/p>

His crying expression made his heart hurt so much.&1t;/p>

Perlangodo stroked his head, his tone was soft, just like he touched the child who had always been hiding behind him back: "Lan, she is still alive."&1t;/p>

Lan pale shook her head and muttered to herself like a nightmare, "It's useless...I can't save her..."&1t;/p>

Perrangodo said softly: "How could it not be saved? There is no one in this world that Lan cannot save. As long as she has a breath, Lan will definitely save her. Like her brother, Lan forgot that her brother had almost died back..."&1t;/p>

"Lan can even save a dying person, let alone her? There are so many traces of medicine. Lan doesn't always say that as long as a person wants to survive, she won't die. She wants to survive so much for her daughter."&1t;/p>

"So, she won't die."&1t;/p>

Lan's gray eyes seemed to have a slight fluctuation, his hands were still stained with Qin Yuling's blood, and the red blood was shining with a sad and beautiful color.&1t;/p>

"Brother will protect you."&1t;/p>

Perlangodo hugged him gently. After more than twenty years, he returned to his younger brother again, with the same protective posture, smiling eyes, absolutely strong and cold: "With your brother here, no one can hurt you."&1t;/p>

Roman ran in from outside the curtain, and she knelt in front of Lan, crying sadly: "Master, Madam is still alive, let's find a way together, she will be with you forever."&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

The snow-white clothes were covered with red blood flowers. Ou Ruoqinghan supported the windowsill with one hand, and his deep eyes were so dark that there was no trace of light.&1t;/p>

He coughed violently, with bright red blood at the corners of his lips. He looked up at the direction of Wang Ting, and the expression in his eyes. No one could bear to take a look.&1t;/p>

"Your Majesty..."&1t;/p>

Everyone around him was frightened. A person suddenly vomited so much blood, especially for so many years, he had been suffering from chronic diseases, and no matter how he thought about it, the result would not be good.&1t;/p>

Ou Ruoqinghan lowered his head, and the divine servant beside him saw a crystal water drop on the ground like an illusion, making a "click" sound.&1t;/p>

They held their breath and dared not move.&1t;/p>

After a long time, they heard Ou Ruoqinghan's voice, with a dangerous edge that had never been seen before: "Tell the god of death, go out, go 6"&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

Warm and elegant room.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan opened her eyes and saw Qi Ye's face for the first time. She smiled faintly and shouted softly: "Husband."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye hugged her to her body and pressed her body in the most intimate posture. He kissed her lips, and the familiar breath filled the tip of his nose.&1t;/p>

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Chapter completed!