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Chapter 1111: There Was A Madness In His Eyes That Looked Like He Would Destroy The World
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
That was their daughter.

The daughter that she had sacrificed her last breath to bring into this world for him. How could he try to kill her?!

Even though Chu Qi had saved her in the end, she still ended up being thrown over the cliff by Manna.

Her daughter had suffered a terrible fate upon birth and Lu Liangwei did not even know of her existence until today.

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She closed her eyes and the tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Long Yang felt like his eyes were aching just from seeing her tears.

His eyes were completely bloodshot and the clenched fists hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

“I’m to blame, Weiwei. Don’t cry.” Long Yang unclenched his fist and walked to her side. He reached out, intending to carry her off the horse, but she brushed his hands away.

“Of course, you’re to blame. How could you be so cruel?” Lu Liangwei sobbed.

“You’re right. This is all my fault. Please don’t be sad. Come down. Scold me or beat me however you like, but please don’t jeopardize your health over this. Come on down first.” Long Yang was on the verge of begging and everyone was saddened to hear him like this.

This had also reminded everyone of his fit of madness that fateful day.

If Weiwei had not woken up, he would have buried the whole room of people with her body.

Everyone shuddered in fear at this thought.

“If I died that day and the girl lived, what’s so bad about me dying?” Lu Liangwei stared coldly at Long Yang.

Long Yang’s eyes narrowed. It felt like his heart was being personally sliced into pieces by her. Every breath he took was painful. 𝑓𝒓𝚎e𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯𝘰𝐯𝒆𝑙.c𝚘m

Weiwei was blaming him. She was blaming him for his cruelty to Ji’er that day.

He hated himself too, but if Weiwei did not live through it and only their children did, what would be the point of it all?

“What about me? What am I going to do if you were dead?” Long Yang’s eyes lowered slightly. His voice was hoarse and bitter.

Lu Liangwei was stunned. She could see the madness in his eyes that looked like he would destroy the world.

She suddenly found herself unable to meet his gaze.

When she had woken up that day, she had seen His Majesty’s terribly unkempt appearance.

The man had always been obsessed with hygiene and placed importance on his image, but that was the first time she had seen him look so roughed up.

He had not taken a bath for a few days and even his robes smelt horrible.

It was all because of her that he became that way.

His Majesty cherished her and his love for her trumped everything else.

All of a sudden, she found that she did not dare to imagine what might have happened to him if she had not survived.

“I know you’re thinking about Ji’er. I’m always thinking about her too. If you want to search for her, you can, but it has to be with me by your side.” Long Yang quickly grabbed her hand when he saw the slight change in her expression.

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