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Chapter 1596
And it's real. It's just what he thinks.
Just thinking about her.
This man has never changed in all these years.
And she, how can he, how can he have such people's yearning and deep feeling.
Empress Xiao, even light, knows that her love and hate are all intertwined with her dead husband, Yelu Hongsheng.
There will be no other in this life.
Doomed to betray the man in front of us.
But she can't help being guilty, soft hearted and hesitant.
Because, she can say to anyone in the world, she is right, she can afford them.
But she's sorry for the man in front of her.
Five fingers clenched fist, silk red blood winding out, dropping dust.
It's a color called guilt.
Five fingers into a fist, sad and ashamed.
Empress Xiao bit her silver teeth tightly, her eyes were red.
But what else can we do if we have failed.
I'm sorry in this life, but it's not that she shed tears now. If she hesitates for a while, she will be able to stand him.
If you are hurt, you will be hurt. No matter how much you say, it will not help.
Why do you pretend to be so touchy and hesitant.
In front of the h.e.l.l Island, she must attack.
She will not give up her attack and defense because of any obstacles ahead.
This life is a shame, but the next life is to do repayment.
Looking up, she took a deep breath. Empress Xiao slowly looked down at the warm Ouyang Wuchen. The guilt and sadness in her eyes had been replaced by Qingming.
"I'm sorry."
High head slowly low, thousands of words gathered to the end, only one sorry, only one sorry.
All of it comes down to the end.
There is only one sentence left. I'm sorry.
Ouyang Wuchen, who was being held, heard these three words and his eyes were slightly lowered.
The pain on that side, flash by, so thick, so bleak.
Autumn wind blowing, it is a cold heart.
Sharp eyes, not to see that Ouyang dust-free, empress Xiao turned her head cold look at Shen Jiang.
One word at a time is very slow, but the voice of the way: "I even light, this life is ashamed of Ouyang dust-free, I do not deny this.
