Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1111: There seems to be a world-shattering madness in his eyes

Is that their daughter?

It was the daughter she gave birth to him with her last breath, and he wanted to throw her to death!

Although Chu Qi saved her, she was thrown into the cliff by Mana in the blink of an eye.

The daughter who was born with ill-fated fate, she didn't even know that she existed.

She closed her eyes, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

Long Yang's eyes were burned by the tears on her face.

His eyes were red, and the clenched fists under his sleeves trembled a little.

"Wei Wei, it's my fault, don't cry." Long Yang let go of his fist, walked to the other side of her, stretched out his hand, trying to hug her down, but she shook off his hand.

"Of course you are wrong. Why are you so cruel?" Lu Liang choked up slightly.

"Yes, it's all my fault. Don't be sad. Come down first. If you want to beat or scold me, I'll do whatever you want, but you can't make fun of your body. Come down first." Long Yang almost coaxed The voice of pleading made everyone sympathetic.

At the same time, it reminded everyone of his madness that day.

If Wei Wei can't wake up, he will really let everyone be buried with him.

Thinking of this, everyone felt frightened again.

"If I die, she can come back to life, so what does it matter if I die?" Lu Liangwei stared at Long Yang coldly.

Long Yang narrowed his eyes, and his heart seemed to be cut into pieces by her own hand with a knife. The pain was so painful that he couldn't even breathe.

Wei Wei is blaming him, for his cruelty to Jier that day.

He also hates himself, but if Wei Wei can't survive, what's the point if the children are still alive?

"You're dead, what about me? What should I do?" Long Yang's eyes drooped slightly, his voice hoarse and difficult.

Lu Liang froze for a moment, seeing the destructive madness in his eyes.

Lu Liangwei suddenly didn't dare to go to his eyes.

When she woke up that day, what she saw was the ugly emperor.

He has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and he also pays attention to his image. But it was the first time she saw him so sloppy.

I haven't washed and washed for a few days, and even the clothes have a strange smell.

And the reason why he did that was all because of her.

Because the emperor loves her, his love for her has already surpassed everything else.

She suddenly didn't dare to think, what would happen to him if she really didn't come back to life?

"I know you miss Jier, and I miss her too. If you want to go to her, you can, but I must accompany you." Seeing her expression loosen, Long Yang quickly grabbed her hand .

Lu Liang was in a daze for a moment, "Jill?"

"Well, our Ji'er. Auspicious people have their own auspiciousness in the sky, and the auspiciousness that turns adversity into auspiciousness." Long Yang said warmly, thinking of something, he hurriedly untied the sachet at his waist, and took out a bag from it. A piece of paper, hand it to her.

Lu Liang took it slightly, looking at the three words Long Jier on the paper, tears instantly blurred her vision, she raised her hand and gently stroked the three words.

"Ji'er, Jier..." She pressed the paper to her heart, and suddenly burst into tears, "It's my mother who didn't protect you well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Long Yang tentatively wanted to hug her down, but she only noticed when he moved.

She wiped away tears and said to him: "Your Majesty, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I must go to Jier today."

"Wei Wei, it's getting dark and it's not safe to go on the road. I'll go and look for it tomorrow, okay?" Long Yang said to her in a discussing tone.

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, his eyes were a little empty, "No, I can't wait any longer." While she was enjoying it here, her Ji'er was suffering somewhere.