After rebirth, the daughter of the emperor went crazy killing people

Chapter 299
She looked at that picture seriously, it was ridiculous!
He actually named this painting "Favorite Luoluo".

It turned out that even this friendship was just a play.

How could she dare to call herself his beloved?
……

All along, she naively thought that in the story between her and him, her efforts would be rewarded.

Thinking about it now, it was just a sacrifice.

The more she thought about it, the more distressed she became, her face was livid, she stretched out her hand, grabbed that painting, and then resolutely tore it apart...

The familiar smiling eyebrows and happy expression on the painting.

It seems that they are all painted by him.

At this moment, it became a piece of fragments in her palm... It is difficult to put it back together again.

This painting was destroyed, and everything disappeared.

"Then who do you want to see in the future?" Xu Yushan watched her tearing up the painting while tears streaming down her face.

As if crying like a child, I also felt pain in my heart full of holes.

But he seemed to have something to say, and he almost blurted it out uncontrollably, but he choked it so hard in his throat.

After all, it turned into a depression that was hard to swallow.

Suddenly, a huge sense of loss became huge like a shadow, and then it enveloped him uncontrollably.

He knew it shouldn't be like this, but the timing wasn't right.

Such monstrous fear made him have nowhere to escape...

In the end, he could only lower his voice and ask, "Is it Xuanyuanyun? Or Wei Wuxie? Or... Liansheng?"

Liansheng?

Can you even think of such a result?
Su Jinluo suddenly laughed idiotically, he was so suspicious of her indiscriminately.

She just felt like a joke.

Taking a deep breath, she suppressed her bitterness, "Anyone is fine."

Gradually, the wry smile on her face disappeared and she began to cry uncontrollably, swallowing quietly.

The bean-like tears kept falling.

Su Jinluo just felt empty in his heart, falling down without end, it was a fragility he had never felt before.

It is also helpless like never before.

"I want to marry a doctor...he will save lives and heal the wounded. The man I love is called Ah Da...not Xu Yushan!"

The name Ada was given by Su Jinluo for him when the two fled all the way.

"...he's a doctor...he!"

Su Jinluo kept talking, and he didn't know whether he was talking to Xu Yushan or himself.

It's just that her voice has become blurred, and she can't hear what she is saying at all.

So that in the end, with sobs and tears, she could no longer speak complete words.

She knew that she was really losing face by doing this, and she was no longer willing to lose dignity and face in front of him like this, and she suppressed the tearing pain and reluctance in her heart and lungs.

Painful twitches flashed across the face that should have been delicate and beautiful.

In the end, Su Jinluo took a deep breath and spoke hoarsely.

Those words were so painful and difficult, and then he continued to speak the hurtful words.

She spoke word by word, thinking seriously, as if reminding her to be more sober, she said to herself, more like a vigilance to herself, "In this world, there is no Ah Da at all!"

It was all a dream she had woven for herself.

"That's right, what I love is just a man I imagined." She said slowly, crying and laughing very ugly.

Yes, she was really awakened by his words.

Su Jinluo blinked slightly, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and a faint smile appeared on her originally dull face.

That... a smile was on that tear-stained face.

At this time, it was so beautiful and soul-stirring.

Her eyes became far away, as if she was recalling the past, "He told me that although he was in trouble and penniless, he could support me!"

"He also told me that he would definitely make the best arrangements for me, and he also said..."

He seems to have said a lot, really a lot...

So many that she almost forgot.

How did that happen?In this way, it just makes her feel that she is a joke.

At this point, Su Jinluo felt that he was so short of words.

It turned out that Xu Yushan said so much to her, but made so few promises.

She thought about it carefully and didn't even think of what to say for a lifetime, she could only pick out the only sentence to comfort herself, "He said he likes a woman like me, but now, he will never come back... "

Yes!

The man in front of her is the aloof emperor, not her Ah Da.

It wasn't the man who would warm her feet on the snow mountain, nor the man who was reluctant to eat anything and leave her alone, nor the man who would always only think about her in times of crisis...

Every fragment of getting along with each other seems to be layering and interlacing in front of her eyes.

In the end, intertwined, so messy, intricately became a chaotic and fuzzy piece.

Once, not so long ago.She lay close to his heartbeat and was held tightly in his arms.

Once, they shared weal and woe, depended on each other on the snow-capped Daxue Mountain, and owned each other.

Once, she thought she got this man with gentle eyebrows...

He will definitely, as he said, warm her every night with his whole life.

But now it seems that she understands.

Turns out everything was fake.

Neither his tenderness nor his infatuation belonged to her.

He worked hard for so long, so it turned out that he was just using their Su family and her.

It has been so since the beginning.

She found out that he was the person behind Zhifen Pavilion, so he regained his status as a prince through the recommendation of the Su family.

Come to think of it now...

Even at that time, she remembered every word he said, even every look in his eyes.

However, none of this is true.

Can it really take that long?

She just looked at him so close in a trance.

I just feel that he is so familiar and strange, and there seems to be a distance of thousands of rivers and mountains between me and him.

That's it!

Then why should she keep worrying about it!

She just raised her hand and threw it unconsciously, and the fragments of the painting were like winter snowflakes, fluttering and fluttering one after another...

Her self-righteous love is like the previous life, and even more like the snow on the Daxue Mountain.

When the weather got warmer, it melted immediately without leaving a trace.

The so-called beloved.

So far, it has been proven to be nothing more than an outright lie.

The wry smile on the corner of her lips was even worse, and he was only shocked when he saw it.

The desolation and helplessness in those words were more like a sharp knife, piercing into his chest at once.

It hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

(End of this chapter)