Chapter 2689

"Mama Wu went into the kitchen and took out a dessert made by Xia Xiyi, a Schufflee, embellished with strawberries and blueberries, and framed with cream of a red rose.Lu Hanting doesn't like desserts...Chapter 2689

Lu Hanting and Xiaxi's face darkened, and they did not expect that Rosen sent betrothal gifts to Lan Lou before Lu Heng was 18 years old. if Lu Heng did not marry, folk rumors would spread everywhere, and Lan Lou would also be tainted by "breaking faith."

on the way they came for their daughter, Rosen played a wonderful trick of "robbing while it was hot".

in fact, this is the second. Rosen is right that what they should face at the moment is the crazy revenge of the mackerel people.

after all, it was Lu Jing who personally handed over the glass of poisoned wine and killed Shangguan Mo with Rosen inside and outside.

Rosen played a dead end with his own hands, pulling a trigger and affecting the whole body.

Lu Hanting and Xia Xiyi did not speak, while Prince Rosen walked slowly to Lu's bedside. At this moment, he was no longer Prince Rosen, but an ordinary man looking at the girl he liked. His eyes showed deep guilt, attachment and reluctance.

-sorry, sorry.

he has to do this.

he wore heavy shackles in his short life, and it was only at the last moment that he dared to be himself.

his life has always been beyond his control.

"good-bye, goodbye."

Prince Rosen closed his eyes at the head of Lu's bed.

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it is raining continuously outside, and Lu Jing has returned to the Lanlou. She stands at the window for a long time and silently in her thin clothes, with a lingering sadness and fragile beauty all around her.

"Don't catch a cold, it's getting cold." Xia Xiyi walked over and put on an overcoat for Lu Jing.

Lu Huan's face is very pale, her pure black hair is falling down, and her eyes are very hollow. she has lost a lot of weight these days. "Mommy, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

her daughter is a piece of meat that fell from her. Since Lu Jing woke up, she has always stood alone at the window in a daze. How could Xia Xiyi not be worried

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then the maid pushed the door and said, "Princess, your bird's nest porridge is ready."

the maid handed over bird's nest porridge.

Xiaxi reached out and took it. "Please eat something first."

the action of Xia Xi Yi lags in the next second, because this bowl of bird's nest porridge is poisonous.

"who are you" Xia Xie looked coldly at the maid.

when the maid knew she was exposed, she immediately pulled out her knife and stabbed Lu Kui with great force. "Lu Jing, take your life!"

Pop.

Xiaxi quickly threw the bird's nest porridge on the assassin's maid, and then said, "somebody, there's an assassin!"

the door was pushed open and Lu Hanting's tall body jumped into sight. He stepped forward and grabbed the assassin maid. "who are you"

the maid stared at Lu Jing ferociously. "I come from the land of mackerel people!"

is a mackerel again.

since Lu Jing returned to Lan Lou, the country of mackerel has sent several groups of assassins to assassinate Lu Yi.

Lu's face is as pale as a piece of paper, and the word "mackerel" alone is enough to awaken her most painful memory. "Daddy, have mercy, don't kill her."

however, the assassin maids have already shed blood from the corners of their lips. They are all dead men, and if they don't succeed, they will become benevolent. "Lu Jing, you killed our young master, and we mackerel kingdom are irreconcilable with you. We want you to pay for your life with your life, and you will pay for it with blood debt."

the assassin maid fell to the ground and died.

Lu's hands and feet are cold, as if soaked in ice, without the slightest temperature.

the maid's body was quickly disposed of, and sandalwood was put in the room to dispel the blood gas. Lu Hanting and Xiaxi went out for a while, and the couple seemed to be discussing something. shoe!" Chen Yuanyuan pulled a fist and cursed viciously.Ye Ling was not angry at all. She took two steps forward and came to Chen Yuanyuan. Then a frivolous and slowly twisted voice overflowed from h...