Angel Heart in This Life

[Classic Literature] Popular today, classic tomorrow QingyuProduced by the editor She bears the fate of her family. From an aloof and cold half-demon to a naughty and lovely queen. She, in order to retrieve her lost memories, stayed with him; he, in order to achieve his goal, married her as his queen. There were too many grudges and entanglements between them. When the conspiracy was exposed, what kind of heartache plagued them. Are they really only together for their own purposes? There was always a velvet-soft voice echoing in her mind: "Han, I will be your angel and will always protect you." Who is he? Why did this familiar voice make her so heartbroken? On one side is a king who is as evil as Satan, and on the other side is a calm and gentle person with a strange life experience. Who is the angel who saves her? The mark on her forehead always reminded her, reminding her not to forget the unforgettable pain. Could it be that her identity is really just a despicable and ominous demon as others said? Thousands of years of love, the reincarnation of two lives, and the entanglements in the past life are destined to continue to be entangled in this life. The reincarnation of fate, the destined fate, where should they go? . Leaning alone by the lake, I feel pity for you, where my heart goes, my soul is clinging to the dust, intertwined into a swamp. Lovers whisper, melancholy and unable to express their misery, the wind blows in the skirt, unable to hide the haggardness. Recalling the time when we sang and danced together, the two depended on each other; Thinking that now the red makeup has finally faded, I feel hesitant. At the end of the song, people disperse, and all kinds of grudges turn into the wind; The dance is over, the relationship is broken, thousands of tastes, suppressing the heart. Spring dyes the eyebrows, and the flowers on the branches are enchanting. Leaning on the railing and staring, the cold wind blew on my face and my breasts were full of tears. In the dead of night, people are quiet, listening to the long night rustling. Looking forward to rolling my eyes for thousands of years, moistening my fat with tears, will the flowers bloom? ————"Ode to Love" Ying Feihan, Ming Ding, Fen Yi . Group for those who like Wenwen and Jia Yaer: 94158742 [Aiyage] ———————— Dear friends, you can watch the promotional video about this article: http://www.56. Com/p54/v_MTA5NTMxNjE5. Html