Chapter 1503

Yue Yan told me about the process of getting acquainted with Yue Yue and Feng Qianyue and becoming close by mistake.

The wind is as like as two peas, and the eyes are not seen to be believed. But what the child says is exactly the same as what he has seen in his dream.

"The mother of the previous life is so happy to be married to you. She thinks you are willing to marry her from the bottom of her heart, and secretly vows to be good to you and think of you all her life.

She knows you were born badly and cares about it most, so she worked hard to help you. You want to be an emperor. In order to be an emperor, your mother always does it according to your wishes. She hopes you can get what you want. She thinks you will be happy in this way.

Once, in order to do meritorious service in front of Grandpa Huang, you prepared a brown bear in advance and wanted it to bite grandpa Huang. Then you rescued him in time, made meritorious service and left a good impression in front of Grandpa Huang.

However, it was not grandpa Huang, but you who finally jumped at the brown bear! Maybe this brown bear has eyes.

Just when you were about to be bitten by a brown bear, my mother did not hesitate to block in front of you. She took the face bitten by a brown bear. At that time, she shed a lot of blood and almost died.

Later, although out of danger, but a face was destroyed, leaving a deep scar.

In order to make your mother continue to dedicate and work for you, you lied to her that you would remember her efforts all your life and would never fail her. One day, you will ascend the throne as the emperor, and she is the only queen.

My mother believed in your vows and worked harder for you. She would never refuse what you asked her to do

However, when you really become the ninth five year old, all your vows have come to naught.

My poor mother, the woman who paid the most for you, how can you bear to live up to her

And me, I'm not your daughter? Why, why are you so cruel to me... Won't your heart hurt when torturing us? "

Yue Yan said, tears sliding down her cheeks, with a sad smile on her face.

Feng Qianyue slowly closed his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to see the woman lying on the ground, half of the skin and flesh on her face was torn off, and her blood flowed all over her.

He saw Lian Xiangyue, dressed in a cloak, standing in the snow waiting for him, his hands and face red with cold, but finally watched him walk to Lian Shiya's bedroom shop.

His child knelt outside the temple and begged him to see her mother, but he finally brushed off and let her catch up, never looking back.

He also saw that Lian Xiangyue lived alone in the cold palace, waiting and looking forward to it day after day. In such suffering, he finally turned white, his legs shrunk, and it was difficult to get down to the ground.

……

In addition, he ordered a caesarean section and left the desperate woman... Until she was tortured to an adult.

These past life events suddenly and slowly became clear in his mind. It seemed that they were no longer dreams, but actually experienced once

……

Now, he finally understood.

Why did Lian Xiangyue treat him as an enemy at the beginning? That's because she came to revenge.

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He slowly opened his eyes, stared at the person in front of him, and his mouth moved, "le... Le Yan'er..." Zhao Liuxian in front of him seemed to change slowly into Le Yan's own appearance: clever, obedient, docile, always spoke in a small voice, and his face often showed a sad expression. Sometimes he took her cake, held it in his hand and sent it to his study, Ask him if he wants to eat,

A pair of timid eyes looked at him eagerly, full of respect and love for him.

This is his child in his dream and his child in his previous life.

It turns out that everything in the previous life has been realized through dreams. No wonder the feeling of each dream is so real, as if it had been personally experienced.

Even like the moon, Le Yan'er was his at that time.

Just

He tortured them and abandoned them.

There's no chance to do it again!

Chagrin and remorse poured into my heart, and Feng Qianyue regretted it!

He failed her, failed them!

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Le Yan looked down at the paper bag in her hand. It was all her maltose. She had just come back to send maltose to him.

I just didn't expect to hear such a thing.

Holding the packet of sugar in her hand, she stood up and went out.

Feng Qian looked at her back and walked farther and farther, feeling a slight pain in her heart.

Le Yaner

My daughter... Owes you.

Her back is becoming more and more blurred.

Feng Qianyue lay on the ground and felt more and more blood flowing out of her body.

The air around him seemed to solidify. There was no wind or sound. His body seemed to be fixed and motionless.

"Do you eat?" I don't know how long later, she came to him, took out a piece of maltose from the paper bag, put it to his mouth and asked.

Feng Qianyue looked at her and nodded.

She squatted in front of him, helped him up and let him lean on her.

Her hands trembled and her eyes were filled with tears as she watched him put the maltose into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" She asked.

Feng Qianyue's heart trembled, and her eyes became moist.

"Very... Sweet..." the maltose melted in his mouth, and the sweetness slowly opened. His eyes always looked at her.

"Eat more, remember the taste, the sweet taste." Le Yan'er took another piece and put it into his mouth.

After eating the two sweets, he seemed to be better. He slowly raised his hand, held Le Yan's arm and said, "you... Save me... Please save me and let me live... I was wrong... I, I regret... Le Yan'er, daughter..."

Save him? Keep him alive? He regretted it?

Isn't that what she wanted to see most?

But why is there no sense of joy?

Le Yan blinked, a trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of his lips, and stared at him.

"Hmm..." suddenly, Feng Qianyue felt a burst of colic in his body, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the whole person was dying.

"Late..." Yue Yan murmured.

Watching Feng Qianyue's mouth bleed out constantly.

Feng Qianyue seemed to understand something. His eyes widened like a copper bell, staring at the maltose in Le Yan's hands:

Is this sugar poisonous?

It's the sweetest, but it's also poisonous.

He looked up at her, tears streaming down his eyes and a bitter smile on his lips.

Le Yan's face showed a slight smile. She stretched out her hand, grabbed him, gently patted him on the back and murmured, "father..."

Her hands trembled.

Everything in front of him was finally far away. He couldn't see anything. His eyelids closed slowly. The hand holding Le Yan'er's wrist slowly fell down. His head tilted and fell on Le Yan's shoulder. He didn't move any more.

"..." Le Yan'er closed her eyes deeply, and two lines of clear tears fell down her cheeks, one by one, into Feng Qianyue's hair. When the wind blows, the air seems to sob.