# 2865 is tired of the tired tired general (129)
This was said with a smile.
Her handkerchief was against her lips, but she couldn't wipe the bright red from that lips.
She has never had such a gorgeous color since she recovered from her illness.
"I have never been sorry for you, Lu Xinglan."
She smiled sweetly, her fingers resting on the railing, her beautiful face full of happy smiles.
"I'll keep your name for you."
Keep the festival for one person.
Keep the grave for one person.
Bai Weiwei's mouth fat is bright red, and the rouge smeared every day has toxins.
She pursed her lips with a small smile, her eyes clear, and there was no grief before her death.
Lu Xinglan just felt that everything in front of him was emaciated. The pale sky background, the girl was the only bright color.
This strong contrast.
Make her more bright and beautiful.
But it makes this directly more pale and hazy.
He only found that it was his own eyes that caused this illusion, intense emotions, and a huge burden on the body.
He took the first two steps, but still had no sense of substance.
All she could do was reach out, pinch her fingers gently, look at the red rouge on her mouth, and whisper, "Vivi, don't be angry with me."
Angry at him this time, forgive her.
And lying revenge on him.
His voice softened, "I'm just angry that I don't have the ability to let you be taken away by Yuan Zhen, not to anger you."
Bai Weiwei was still smiling, and she reached out to help him make a mess of hair on the cheek and run it behind the ear.
Gentle as water, but also poisonous.
"Yuanzhang is jealous of you and hurts you. You are a courtier and you are destined to suffer."
Her voice was soft and her eyes were warm.
"I don't want you to live under the oppression of the royal family all your life. I want you to live well, so that no one can move you, so I force you to fight for this position.
Her fingertips fell lightly to his jaw, and eventually she clasped his face with both hands, forehead against his forehead.
Her breath was soft.
"So don't hate me, sir, I just want you to be good. I just let you go that way, destined to be a road of blood."
Lu Xinglan looked at her for a while, then suddenly her mind was suddenly sobered by the thunder.
The fat she makes is poisonous, no, so rouge is poisonous.
She is poisoned.
With almost no hesitation, he held her in his arms and jumped straight down, touching his toes against the eaves tiles.
With all my strength, I ran directly in the direction of Taiping Hospital.
There are not many doctors in Tai Hospital.
In a rebellion, many doctors ran to hide in advance.
The wind blew through Bai Weiwei's cheek, and her hair was a little messy.
Bai Weiwei smoothed her hair calmly and gracefully.
Lu Xinglan ran fast, and if his hair was messed up, it would not look good.
Fortunately, her bun was **** with a lot of skills to ensure that even bungee looks pretty.
Even some scattered messy hairs are selected in a specific position, and when they fall, they will only add natural beauty.
There would not be the same situation as with Sadako, with her hair blown all over her face.
Beauty, it's also a technical job.
The system finally said, "Are you rouge poisonous?"
Bai Weiwei said quietly, "Well, no one knows that I have been poisoned."
No one knows.
The system didn't know, he checked rouge, after all, Bai Weiwei was mixing in the palace every day.
Another fear of the world is not chaotic temperament.
Those women in the harem can still watch her arrogance.
Gong Dou has it, it's too low, he checks those clothes, drinks and drinks every day.
(End of this chapter)