Chapter 450

All of them retreated. There was an ice coffin in the hall. The war maniac stood in front of the ice coffin, staring at the people in it. Tears flooded his eyes. It was a little painful, and he couldn't breathe.

What does he do? To bring her back to life.

How can he save her from so much pain after her death.

"Xueqin." The war crazy trembles, hands support on the ice coffin, fingers slowly close to her cold face, gently stroking.

I was so careful that I was afraid of hurting her.

Even though she knows she's dead now, talking and touching have no effect on her.

"It's all my fault. My grandfather said before that I'm just a ghost. As long as I'm involved with people, they will die, and there's no good end... Xiangniang, I'll die when I'm born. As soon as I enter the palace, my father and Emperor will die. You've just married me, too."

“.....”

"Grandfather is right. I'm a ghost. I'm a superfluous person who shouldn't live in this world. Why did you die? Isn't it supposed to be me? I'm the damned one, aren't I? "

“......”

"If I die, you don't have to die, do you? You are all killed by me. It's all my fault. If the world didn't have me at the beginning, you won't die. "

“......”

The war maniac was lying on the ice coffin, touching Wei Xueqin's face with his fingers and touching him again and again. He was so sad that he said to himself.

It's like talking to her, it's like talking to yourself.

He repeated these words over and over again.

"Somebody."

All of a sudden, the war maniac called out.

The housekeeper knows that he is in a bad mood and has been guarding outside all the time. Since he became a general, he has been with the war maniac until now.

It's the closest person to the war maniac.

The housekeeper's surname is Meng.

He worried that the war maniac would be seriously hit by Wei Xueqin's death. He knew how much war maniac liked Wei Xueqin and valued her.

But now, such a thing happened, his heart is sad, is also human.

Hearing the voice of the war maniac, Mengluo ran in and saw the war maniac standing in front of the ice coffin, trotting past.

"General... What can I do for you?"

"Bring me some wine. I want to drink." War crazy way.

"General, I know you are in a bad mood now, but wine will hurt you. You have to be sad!"

"You can't hear me when I say wine, can you? Do you want to follow those people and calculate me the same way? You're hurting me? Is that right? " The war maniac became excited and could not be dissuaded at all.

Mengluo felt sad when he heard that he was in such pain that he didn't want to make him unhappy again. He had to do it: "I dare not. I'll go and get the wine."

The war maniac coldly looked at Wei Xueqin, and then turned his head to coagulate Wei Xueqin. His cold expression became a little softer. He called softly: "Xueqin, I've just told you so much. Are you tired of listening? I've forgotten that although we are married, we still drink a cup of wine? When they bring the wine, we will have a good drink. After drinking, you will be my wife. In the future, we will be together forever and forever, and there will be many, many children

“......”

"Xueqin, what do you say? Well, don't we agree to grow old together? "

His voice choked as he said this.

In the ice coffin, Wei Xueqin's tightly closed eyes, a line of red liquid from the corner of his eyes slowly overflowed and fell down his cheek.

It was blood and tears.

As if she could hear what he said.