Women, Don't Mess Around

My dear, you are the poison that makes me a blood feudal prince. You don't know that people who are immune to all kinds of poisons were once hopeless. Introduction She smiled: "If the king loses the world because of his concubine, I'm afraid it will be a huge sin." He said: "Jian'er, if you want something, let alone this picturesque country, you can give it up. Whatever you want, just say it. No matter whether it's right or wrong, I'll give it to you!" She looked at him, covered her red lips, and smiled so hard that she was still trembling. She thought, this might be the happiest day of her life! Later. She looked at her, and her cold words pierced his chest: "How could I have your child, how could I have my enemy's child! Those words are just lies to you! She held a sword, dressed in bright red, and pressed it against his throat. She said: "Your Majesty, there are some things that are not yours, and now it's time to return them. " He smiled bitterly: "Jian'er, I thought you knew. Which of the things you want have I not obeyed? Why do we need to meet like this now? Do you know that we should not have come to this point? " She knew that nothing could go back, even before it started. In June, snow falls in the country of Mexico. It is red snow and is as beautiful as a myth. Crying about a period of separation. Dark sorrow QQ1503616911