Qin Mianmian subconsciously looked at his wrist, and it turned out to be a string of Buddhist beads.
This string of Buddhist beads is made of good aloes. Close to it, there is a faint fragrance, as if there is also the fragrance of Buddha. It smells good.
Qin Mianmian heard Lu Xiaobei talk about this string of Buddhist beads.
When Lu Jinghan was very young, he had a serious illness. Lu Tingchen and ye Wei asked for a bunch of Buddhist beads from an eminent monk.
The master said that as long as the Buddha beads do not leave the body, they will be able to protect his life.
I am Chang'an
Qin Mianmian's eyes can't help getting wet. Her young man, ah, now puts his most precious life Chang'an on her hand.
How could she not love such a good young man!
Qin Mianmian knew that he sent her this string of Buddhist beads because of what happened today. He was afraid that she would be hurt and wanted to protect her with this string of Buddhist beads.
In fact, Qin Mianmian hopes that this string of Buddhist beads can protect him.
However, she knew how stubborn the man was. He would not take back what he sent out.
Therefore, she quietly wiped away the wet meaning of the corner of her eyes and happily accepted the string of Buddhist beads.
She raised her hand, eyebrows and corners of her eyes with the sweetest smile, "ah Jing, this string of Buddhist beads is really beautiful! I love it! For the sake of the beautiful string of Buddhist beads you sent me, I want to kiss you
"Kiss your eyebrows, this life, you and I raise eyebrows, kiss your eyes, this life, you and I one eye set ten thousand years, kiss your mouth..."
"My young man, you and I will never be apart for the rest of our lives..."
Qin Mianmian's voice is sweet. When she hums a little song, she is even more enchanting. Lu Jinghan can't care about it any more. She just wants to press her hard and go crazy
On the eighth day of August, it is advisable to marry.
Red lanterns flutter in the street, red petals, falling from the sky, like a petal rain.
Last night, Qin Mianmian lived in the Warring States government. Although Lu Jinghan had been a real husband and wife with her for a long time, today they are married, calm and indifferent as he is, they are still very excited.
Early in the morning, he went to the Warring States government to marry his beloved girl, wearing a red robe and riding a big horse.
The color of Lu Jinghan's face is one in a million. Today, his face has faded the usual coldness, and there is a surge of joy between his eyebrows and eyes. His demeanor has made countless little girls obsessed.
Originally, everyone gathered in the street early in the morning to see how grand the general's wedding was. Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Jinghan's face.
General Hussars is so beautiful.
No wonder everyone says that when you marry someone, you should marry Lu Jialang.
I don't know what a good girl she is, so she is in the eyes of this young man.
Everyone began to envy today's newlyweds, and couldn't wait to see them.
Unfortunately, the red cap on the bride's head covered her face so tightly that they could not see whether the bride, who had been married to the Hussar general for 18 years, was beautiful or ugly.
Fire basin, worship heaven and earth.
From the beginning to the end, Lu Jinghan held Qin Mianmian's hand tightly, as if every step he took was the end of time.
"Worship heaven and earth."
"Two worship high hall."
"Husband and wife pay homage."
"Send..."
Lu Jinghan's face is full of happiness, which is more brilliant than the sunlight in the sky. He holds Qin Mianmian's hand tightly and wants to hold her back to their new house. The cold light suddenly flashes his eyes.
The next second, a dagger that cuts iron like mud, has already stabbed into his heart.
All this happened so suddenly that Lu Jing couldn't believe that Qin Mianmian would take his life. He didn't have the slightest precaution. Even though he had excellent martial arts, he was still in her heart.
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him
Qin Mianmian's mind was completely controlled by the ghostly voice. She suddenly pulled out the dagger, and the black blood gushed out of his heart and splashed on the ground, just like black manjushahua.
Lu Jing coldly and rigidly lowered his face. He couldn't believe that he was staring at his heart.
Then, he raised his face very slowly, staring at Qin Mianmian with a look of surprise and pain.
Qin Mianmian has torn off the big red veil. Her face is worthy of the title of the first beauty of Pingliang. When she smiles, it is as sweet as honey. When she doesn't smile, it is as cold as ice.
She looks at Lu Jinghan without expression, just like a stranger.
"Mianmian..."
As soon as Lu Jinghan opened his mouth, he spewed out a big mouthful of black blood. He knew that the dagger in her hand had penetrated his heart. At this time, if he asked her some more words, it would appear that he was very stupid, but he still couldn't help asking, "why?""Since you want to kill me, why did you save me at the beginning?"
"If I kill you in Fengming Valley, how can I get your marching map?"
Beauty is like jade, but this jade is a piece of cold jade, without the slightest temperature and feelings, which makes people feel cold for no reason.
Lu Jinghan only felt a heart, a moment cold city ice, originally, she close to him, good to him, smile at him, live and die with him, but just to get the March map.
There was only a dagger in Lu Jing's cold heart, but at this time, he had a feeling that all arrows pierced his heart.
The pain of the heart is full of pain.
Lu Jinghan's strong body faltered slightly. His lips were black, but he still asked the most ridiculous question in history, "mianmianmian, have you ever loved me in the past three months?"
"Lu Jinghan, I'm from Pingliang."
Qin Mianmian said with no expression, "if it's not for your trust and the marching map, why should I be wronged and disgusted by you?"
"Lu Jinghan, every time you touch me, I feel sick for many days!"
"You are disgusting
You are disgusting
It turned out that he was never her favorite young man. From beginning to end, he could only make her feel sick.
A big mouthful of dark black blood spurted out of Lu Jing's mouth. He could no longer control it. He suddenly fell to the ground, like a stone breaking the sky.
"General!"
"Xiaobao!"
"Big brother!"
Countless voices were heard in the air in an instant, and the sound of drawing a sword was heard through the sky. Lu Jinghan's consciousness was already confused, but he still insisted on it and spoke with his last breath.
"Let her go!"
After saying this, Lu Jinghan's eyelids closed a little stiffly, and he could no longer see his little girl
Modern Lu Jinghan wakes up from bed after a month in a coma.
The stabbing pain in his heart is still there, but he is no longer a general of the great Wei Dynasty. The scenes in his dreams are like swords and swords, lingering love and broken love. They are his dreams and his last life.
He fell in love with a girl with great joy.
And she killed him.
That is, he was full of scars in his last life.
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