From then on, all her heart was tied to him.
No matter how much he refused, she never thought of giving up.
Thinking about the journey of the two, her tears came out of her eyes even more.
"Emperor Wuxi, no matter how you rejected me before, I never regretted liking you, but now I regret it, I regret that I fell in love with you, and I regret that I was involved with you so much."
The Northern Dance's self-deprecating wry smile.
Blame her for everything, isn't she?
If she had given up earlier, how could she be where she is today?
Thinking about the choice he had just made, she felt that she and he were a joke.
The previous scenes came to mind in an instant, and those memories were like a sharp sword piercing her heart, making her feel painful and grief-stricken.
Emperor Wuxian listened to her words, his heart was like a knife, and there was a tingling pain in his head.
But he didn't say anything.
It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's that he finds that he wants to say it, and he can't make a sound at all.
Bei Ying Wu suddenly untied the rope on his body and walked towards Emperor Wuxian step by step, his beautiful little face covered with tears.
Emperor Wuxian saw her coming, his face was full of surprise.
Bei Ying Wu only felt that the surprise on his face was a little ironic, and she stood still in front of him, and then took out her dagger.
"What are you going to do" Emperor Wuxian felt a deep fear in his heart, and instantly made a sound, and subconsciously went to snatch the dagger in her hand.
He was afraid that she would hurt herself. syllable A crisp and loud slap sounded from the top of the quiet mountain.
"This slap was for the child in my womb because his father didn't want it."
The North Soul Dance is like frost and cold.
Thinking about his choice, despair swelled up in her heart again.
This time, she was completely dead.
Emperor Wuxian was beaten to the side by her, and he felt that she had really given up.
That's fine.
She could finally let him go.
She would never love him again.
Obviously, this is what he wants, but at this moment, he realizes that life is worse than death.
Beiming Dance suddenly cut off a small strand of green silk, she looked at the cut green silk in her hand, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up a beautiful smile.
But that smile was full of desolation and sorrow.
"Emperor Wuxi, we are like this wisp of green silk, from now on it will be cut in two, in the future, you will take your sunny avenue, and I will take my single-plank bridge."
"Okay."
Emperor Wuxian said in a hoarse voice.
"I will never forgive you, I will still give birth to this child, but it no longer has anything to do with you, and in the end I bless you and Qianliuli."
After Beiming Wu finished speaking, he sprinkled the green silk in his hand on the ground, and then left resolutely.
At the moment when she bypassed Emperor Wuxi, her tears were like a flood that broke down, and she couldn't stop it.
There was a crusting pain in her chest, and she almost stopped breathing.
She wished she was dead.
But thinking about the child in her womb, she couldn't die.
She wants to live strongly.
Just thinking about the bits and pieces of the two of them before, she felt that she was about to collapse, and the whole person felt that life was worse than death.
She didn't know how she got down to Jade Dragon Mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, she could no longer control and fainted to the ground, and the whole person lost consciousness.
Seeing this, Emperor Wuxian immediately ran over and picked her up.
He had just been running away from her.
How could he rest assured that she was leaving alone.
"Dance, I'm sorry."
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Emperor Wuxian held her in his arms and lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
"You must live well with your children."
Emperor Wuxi's red pupils were filled with mist, and his face was full of grief.
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