Chapter Ninety-Eight: I'm Still Your Beloved in This Life

"Lord Wang, you are really completely out of shape now. "Although he has experienced two lives, the scene just now really scared Qing Hongyan a lot. She has always disliked showing weakness in front of outsiders, so she had to half-jokingly joke.

This prince really likes to kill himself, Qing Hongyan couldn't help but roll his eyes. She just scared Mu Fan and asked him to be nicer to Sima Yingluo in the future, who knew that this guy would really disfigure himself. Now Qing Hongyan is really a little suspicious of Sima Yingluo's vision, is it really good to be with such a dead eye?

In the face of Qing Hongyan's ridicule, the two people in front of them obviously had no interest in answering. Yingluo's eyes were still a little misty, obviously not relieved from what had just happened. Looking down at the man in his arms, the obvious scar on his face was still bleeding at this time, he helped him up, and said lightly: "Let's treat the wound first, if you continue like this, it will really scar." ”

Although the expression is still cold, the concern contained in the words cannot deceive people.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, Mu Fan grabbed Sima Yingluo's shoulders, turned around and walked out of Qing Hongyan's room. Although the latter resisted a little, but looking at the bloody handsome face, he still didn't say anything after all, and let him go wild.

Looking at the figure of them walking away together, Qing Hongyan touched Ah Yin's head, stopped caring about them, and continued to heal it.

Night fell quickly, the old prince warmly invited the young eagle to have dinner together, and when he saw the hand of the prince and the princess shaking together, everyone knew that they should reconcile, but the scars on Mu Fan's face were still a little terrifying, but they looked very good with Sima Yingluo's quiet smiling face.

Seeing this scene, Qian Mujin couldn't help but hold Qing Hongyan's hand, and the latter, who was burying his head in eating, looked at her obviously childish husband, and pouted aggrievedly.

Is she really hungry, she hasn't eaten much until now, Qing Hongyan said that she just wants to eat well now.

Poof. Yuwen Juemo was the first to be touched by Qing Hongyan's expression, and a soup that he couldn't help but drink almost squirted out. My own junior sister is very nonsensical, but such an aggrieved expression is really rare.

How did they know that in Qing Hongyan's small heart, the food in front of them was obviously more important than men.

Qian Mujin was very helpless by her, and had to let her eat with her hands.

"Qian Shaoxia is really fond of Miss Qing. Mu Fan was in a good mood and won Sima Yingluo again, and at this moment he was full of gratitude to Qing Hongyan in his heart.

How do you say that, if you have no fate, you can no longer be your lover.

How fortunate they were, after going through so much, even if it was their own betrayal, it didn't hurt their feelings.

"In this life, I am still your beloved. Mu Fan whispered to Sima Yingluo, gently removing the residue on her face for her, and her movements seemed to have been done thousands of times.

The hall was warm and harmonious, but the dungeon was very cold. The wound on Wan Yingying's wrist has automatically scarred, her white dress is stained with blood, and there is coagulated blood on her snow-white arm, which is as terrifying as it is. Most of the people in the palace, especially the guards, looked at her unpleasantly because there was no one in her eyes, and now no one would care about her.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a century was long, and a glimmer of light finally fell into the dim dungeon, and Wan Yingying greedily breathed in the fresh air. Against the sun, she saw an elegant and gentle face, if of course she ignored the hideous scar on the man's face.

Mu Fan looked at Wan Yingying indifferently, took her expression into his eyes, and couldn't help but disdain. This woman really couldn't compare with Yingluo, and the two reacted completely differently when they saw this scar.

"Fan, your face ......" Wan Yingying struggled to sit up, and said angrily: "Did Qing Hongyan that slut do it!"

Mu Fan looked at the sky with his eyes, he really admired this woman a little, it was all at this time, and he still had the heart to care who did it. I don't know if Qian Mujin heard someone cursing Qing Hongyan like this, with Cheng DΓΉ who doted on Qing Hongyan, it is estimated that he would directly abolish this woman.

"Don't guess, I did it myself. Since it's this face that makes you like me, and it makes Yingluo feel so heartbroken, it's better to ruin it. ”

What Mu Fan said was light, but it was so ironic in Wan Yingying's ears. Even if it is self-destructive, don't make Sima Yingluo a little unhappy.

"I really don't understand, what's so good about her, it's worth it for you to be so for her. ”

"You don't need to understand, Luo'er is good, I can understand. I'm here today to tell you that my father is planning to send you to Caiyi City and hand you over to the king. ”

"No! don't!" Wan Yingying's pupils shrank suddenly, everyone knew how murderous the Lord of the Wood Empire was, if it fell into his hands, he would probably not be able to survive, and he would not be able to die.

It's a pity that Mu Fan doesn't have any pity for her. After this incident, Mu Fan felt even more that he couldn't be too soft-hearted, if his soft-heartedness would cause others to hurt Yingluo, then he would rather be ruthless to others.

Looking at Mu Fan, who did not leave unexpectedly, the back was still so tall and handsome, but it was no longer as warm as when she first met, and all Wan Yingying felt was endless cold.

As if all her strength had been drained, Wan Yingying collapsed on the ground, as if the excitement just now was already her dying struggle. Her eyes were confused, and her thoughts returned to the time when she first met Mu Fan, cardamom years, the pride of the sky, from the first time Wan Yingying saw his smile, she had already fallen, but it was a pity that the young man's smile was fixed on Sima Yingluo beside her.

But that glance missed her life.

In the afternoon of the next day, the guards sent the information that Wan Yingying had died in the dungeon, and it was said that she still had a quiet smile on her face when she died, not at all like the once high-flying and domineering lady of the palace, just like a simple girl meeting the person she liked.

Mu Fan didn't react, but Yingluo was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and closed her eyes a little sadly.

She and Wan Yingying were originally a pair of very good sisters, but because they fell in love with the same person, they buried their friendship and made Wan Yingying pay for her life.

They have grown up together since childhood, one has a gentle personality, the other is flamboyant and straightforward, and they were originally the best sisters, but they broke up because of this man. Since Wan Yingying's wedding, there has been no pair of sisters in Blue Wing City, which is really regrettable when you think about it.

Looking up at Mu Fan's angular face, Sima Yingluo concealed her mood, and now, she can only live her own happiness, which is the best response to Wan Yingying.

Yingying, you must meet a man who loves you very much in your next life, and then live happily for the rest of your life.

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