"Alas Tuoba Zheng sighed and turned to leave. After thinking about it, he said, "the grand doctors are afraid they can't cure brother Chu's eyes. You'd better send someone to find the miracle doctor surnamed Gu. Only he can make brother Chu's eyes see light again. Of course, my prince will send someone to look for him."
"Yes, I remember."
Tuoba Zheng nods, turns and strides away.
The housekeeper waved his hand, and all the people around him who were scared and trembling all backed down.
The Lord is in a bad mood. If these people stay here, they can only become the Lord's bluster. You'd better wait until the Lord loses his temper.
Chu Shaoyang heard silence around him, and there was no one else.
His smashing hand stopped in mid air and slowly put down a vase in his hand.
Even if he smashed everything in the room and everything in the world, could she come back?
I can't come back!
Never come back!
Some things lost can be found again, some things lost will disappear forever!
Chu Shaoyang held his heart and felt that it was empty and lost something as important.
It's not his eyes.
It doesn't matter if he can't see, but he has lost the most important thing in his heart.
What does it matter if he is blind? Even if he is not blind, can he find back what he has lost?
No!
Since he can't find it, what's the use of his eyes?
Be blind if you are blind!
This is God's punishment for him, for his blindness!
He thought he had put it down and didn't care, so he didn't have any scruples. Even when the corner of her hair was engulfed by the flames, he was indifferent.
When life and death were at stake, he did not save her, but to save those guests whom he did not care about. He saved all the people who should not be saved, but did not save her!
She could not move after taking soft muscle powder. In that case, even if she did not take soft muscle powder, she could not escape from the sea of fire. If he did not save her, she would have to die!
But he did not save, and when he wanted to save, it was already late
Chu Shaoyang raised his head, and his eyes without focus looked at the direction of the window, where there was a breath of wind blowing in, bringing in bursts of fresh flowers.
The familiar smell shook him as if she were back.
"Ning'er, is that you?" He held out his hand vaguely, but he caught an empty hand.
He went out with the fresh breath, groped up the stairs, and up the stairs, where the breath became more intense.
Push open the door, he stepped in, into the room, he is more confused, the room is full of her breath.
He reached out his hands and groped for something cold and smooth. It was a bronze mirror. He also touched a box of rouge. The lid of the box was open. The smell of fine pollen was sweet and elegant. This was the dressing table.
She should sit here before she gets on the sedan chair to dress up, put on the clothes of the bride and wear the jewelry that he has carefully made for her.
When he visited the hall, he only looked at her. She was so radiant and beautiful that he couldn't breathe.
But he did not dare to see, he was afraid that he would be soft hearted, would not be cruel to her like that.
Now he's blue with regret.
His fingers touched a long smooth round rod, gently picked up, there was a crisp crash sound, jingle clang, pleasant to the ear.
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