Chapter 227

"I take it for granted?" Zuozhen is out of her wits and mumbles the words of Su's late Qing Dynasty. Her eyes are empty and he can't breathe because of the huge stone in her heart.

Su Wanqing slowly stood up and wiped the tears on her face. She looked disappointedly at Zuo Zhen who buried her head in her chest. She only felt the pain of her heart. She couldn't help laughing at herself: "I don't expect you to put everything down, but I don't want to hurt myself. I once complained about you. I hated you even if you had an engagement. I hated myself more. I hated how I fell in love with you! You say love, but I don't know you love yourself more. Therefore, you and I will be strangers when we meet again. "

"Not... Late Qing Dynasty, listen to me..." Zuo Zhen grabs Su's wrist, holds Zuo Zhen in her arms, buries her face on Su's shoulder, and says in a hoarse voice: "late Qing Dynasty, I won't marry Suya, don't leave me, don't go..."

Su Wanqing's whole heart is a pain, suffocating let her gasp, trembling cry voice, think of Zuo Zhen said in the past, tears flow down the corner of the eye: "is it possible?"

In the late Qing Dynasty, Su knew that the hatred of killing her mother was not common. How could she let Zuo Zhen put down her hatred? Even if it is difficult for her to do so, she doesn't want to force him, because she knows that with Zuo Zhen's character, even if she forces him not to marry Suya, as long as he ascends the power, there will be no second Suya in the years to come.

Thinking of this, she felt tired. Her elder brother's whereabouts were unknown and her family feud was not avenged. It would be better to end this matter.

Just pity her unborn child!

She sighed and slowly pushed Zuozhen away. If she had hatred in her heart just before she came here, she was mostly bitter and helpless at the moment. Looking at Zuozhen's cheek, her eyes were ruddy and her voice was hoarse, she said, "I'm gone."

Zuo Zhenhong stands with her eyes stiff, watching Su Wanqing break her fingers one by one. Her heart is like drowning. Her whole heart sinks little by little until Su Wanqing turns over her side in tears and pushes the door out.

He looked at his fingertips in fear, only feeling that his mouth was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood vomited out. His body fell to the ground wobbly, and he looked at the beam of the house slowly flying down. His face was empty and dim, and he kept asking himself, what was wrong?

"Am I wrong? "Yogurt!"

"You're right. It's fate that's wrong." Youge sighed. At first, he didn't think that Su was suitable for Zuo Zhen in the late Qing Dynasty. Until he knew that Su was a phoenix in the late Qing Dynasty, he was more sure that they were not suitable.

"I don't believe in fate. My destiny is in my hands, so I won't give up." Zuo Zhen's fists are pinched, and her eyes are filled with sad anger.

Yogurt said nothing, looking at left Zhen some heartache.

Su Wanqing lies on Feilong's shoulder, tears in the corner of his eyes, and looks back at the restaurant that looks down. His heart is mixed with disappointment, which is very tangled.

"Late Qing Dynasty..."

"Well, I'm fine." Su Wanqing lay on Feilong's shoulder and patted him gently, saying that Feilong should not worry about himself.

The red eyes on his shoulder looked at the late Qing Dynasty and said, "Mommy, you can't bear to go back."

"Who said I couldn't give up?" Su Wanqing looks at Zhizhi sitting on the fat tap. Her red eyes are more sad than her.

"You just can't bear it. You two are in love." She looks at Su Wanqing with a sad face.

Su Wanqing sighed gently, but he didn't feel like it: "people who love each other don't have to be together. You're still young. You don't know what real love is. When you meet a man who loves you, you'll understand."

"Zhi Zhi only knows that mommy bullies Zuo Zhen. He says he won't marry Suya. Mommy doesn't come back to him. Zuo Zhen must be very poor now." Zhizhi began to cry, reached out and patted Feilong and said, "do you think it's Feilong?"

"Ouch!" Feilong looked anxiously at Su's late Qing Dynasty. He could feel how sad Su's late Qing Dynasty was.

Su Wanqing sighed and held Zhizhi in her hand. Her eyes were dim: "Mommy still has many things to do. She hasn't found her elder brother. She hasn't revived the Su family. She hasn't leveled the Yuwen family to avenge her family. I'm so busy that I can't get married long ago."

"But..."

"All right, squeak!" Su Wanqing interrupted Zhizhi's worry and gently stroked Zhizhi's head, feeling a little sour.

As just told Zhizhi, there are too many things she has to do now, and she has long been too busy with her children's affairs. The most important thing now is to win the championship and enter the black ban area of the northern ban, which is the top priority.

Thinking of this, she quickly patted herself on the cheek and took a deep breath to make herself look more energetic. Feilong saw Su's recovery and walked faster in the crowd.

Left Zhen eyes empty lying on the ground, mood fell into the valley, a voice from the beam.

"Is that all you have?"

He turned his head to one side and didn't even touch the visitor. It was obvious that he was quite familiar with this person. This person was no other than Zuo Hui. Zuo Hui, sitting on the top of the beam, slowly came out of the shadow and his expression became cold.

"For a woman?" Zuo Hui smiles coldly, looks at Zuo Zhen and says: "you'll never get her like this!"

Zuo Zhen slowly opens her eyes, looks at Zuo Hui on the beam, and waits for what he will say next. Sure enough, Zuo Hui's next words are quite cold: "you really let me down. Phoenix was robbed by Yu Wenzhan, but you let yourself fall in love with an orphan."

I don't know why, hearing Zuo Hui's words, Zuo Zhen was a little relieved, proving that Zuo Hui had just come over and didn't hear his conversation with Su Wanqing.

He still didn't say a word, just listened to Zuo Hui coldly looking at Zuo Zhen and said: "this time, if there is no accident, you can enter the field of black ban, which is a good exercise for you. I believe Su Wanqing will not give up this opportunity, of course, if you give up..."

Sure enough, Zuo Zhen's eyes brightened and left Hui said: "really?"

Zuo Hui sighed helplessly: "seriously, whether you can enter the top ten depends on yourself."

Zuo Zhen's face showed a smile of joy. It was also an opportunity. Maybe she could persuade the late Qing Dynasty?

"Of course, you have to take Suya with you, or there will be unnecessary trouble."

Zuo Zhen sneered at Zuo Hui and said, "what's the trouble?"

"You know, the Su family is not so easy to provoke. Behind it is the holy emperor." Zuo Hui's eyes showed a sense of helplessness.

Zuo Zhen was silent for a long time before she raised her head. Looking at Zuo Hui, she said, "if I don't marry Suya?"

"Once the prophet predicted that Suya would be your wife, and she would be the virgin of the holy land, so put away your little thoughts!"

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