Chapter 1577 (1/2)

The porcelain is broken.

It's all broken.

Lu Yeming's eyes fell on it, and the deep pupils contracted.

It seemed that a big palm held his heart hard, so that he couldn't breathe. Every breath he took was painful.

My heart hurts.

It really hurts.

The throat suddenly became fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood filled the mouth.

This deja vu made Lu Yeming stunned for a few seconds. Then he rolled his throat and swallowed the blood.

Jun Xiqing stopped looking at him, turned and left.

She's gone.

I am leaving.

Lu Yeming looked at her disappeared fiber shadow, and his heart was empty, as if someone had taken the most important thing in his life.

He pulled out his legs and chased out.

……

Outside, Jun Xiqing took a few steps, and someone caught up with her and hugged her.

Lu Yeming tightly hooped her slender body with two healthy arms and buried his head in her hair. He closed his eyes and gasped, apologizing again and again, ”I'm sorry... I'm sorry Qingqing... I shouldn't have hit you... Shall I call you back?”

”Well, let's not mention our son again... It doesn't matter if you don't love him. I just love him... He is my first child, and no one can replace him in my heart...”

”What do you think I should do to you... Qingqing, what do you think I should do with you...”

Jun Xiqing struggled hard, turned around, kicked him with both hands and feet, and her white and flexible eyes became red. ”Lu Yeming, get away, don't touch me! Why didn't you think of leaving a way back for you and me when you forced my brother to make a birthday sacrifice? Now you pretend to show who you are like this, get away, and don't appear in my life again!”

Lu Yeming's wound was torn again, and the blood inside dyed his clean white shirt red.

The handsome and exquisite outline began to turn white. His blood red eyes were surging, deep, sudden pain, in vain. When you look carefully, it seemed that there was nothing.

”Miss Jun, you...”

The Vatican rushed forward. He wanted to tell her what had happened in the past 26 years. Jiuyou in her heart was not a fairyland on earth at all. Greed and power had already polluted it. It was the people of Jiuyou who first betrayed their faith and poisoned his lord!

The Lord is the king of a country. He is the common people in the world. What Jiuyou planned 26 years ago was the foundation of country a!

She is innocent, and Dongfang Yu is innocent. How innocent is the Lord who was still in swaddling clothes 26 years ago?

They are not ordinary people. They are all kings, princes, dignitaries and beautiful women of heaven. If they want to wear a crown, they will be heavy.

The Lord is in such a high position, and every decision is related to the country. Can she deny that Dongfang Yu is still the son of Jiuyou just because Dongfang Yu is her brother? She wants to go back to Jiuyou. She knows that once she goes back, she will become a political enemy with the Lord. The Lord is reluctant to let go of her hand and has never been willing to let go.

She couldn't see through, couldn't see through the deep eyes of the Lord.

The Lord has never changed. The Lord is deep, Leng Rui, Bo Hua and Xi. He is a good Lord, but he is still the Lord who jumped down after her falling off the cliff three years ago!

Now, why should she talk about the Lord's children?

She stabbed the Lord's wound again and again, and only hated that the knife was not deep enough.

Brahman wants to say all this.

But Lu Yeming raised his hand and let him down!

The Vatican froze and dared not approach the first half again.

Lu Yeming looked at Jun Xiqing and slowly hooked his pale and dry thin lips. He murmured, ”I'm wrong...”

Jun Xiqing looked at him with red eyes.

”I was wrong... I always thought I could control you in my palm. Even if you scratch me, it would be painless... But...”

Lu Yeming slowly collapsed his right palm. Just now he slapped her with his right palm. Now his hand is still trembling slightly.