readx;? Ling Caiwei wanted to push Nan Ronglie away, but when she heard his sentence "Don't move, let me hold for a while", she suddenly softened her heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The time they spend with each other is numbered, and every moment is a stolen happiness.

She quieted down, resting her head lightly on Nam Rongyeol's shoulder to enjoy the moment.

The carriage moved slowly.

Ling Caiwei was immersed in the mint breath on his body, and the scenes of the past were vivid.

He wore a mask to save her and tease her as Wu Fujun, the lord of the Iron Blood Pavilion, teased her and made her pity as the prince's fake disabled identity, and exposed the scheme of pretending to be sick for many years in order to save her, she blocked the arrow for him in order to save him, and he was not afraid of life and death to accompany her to fall off the cliff in order to save her.

The two of them spent the happiest and indisputable time in the valley, leaving the valley, they separated and merged, gathered less and separated more, and now they have to face eternal separation.

If she had a choice, she would like time to stay in the valley forever. She wanted to wash her hands and make soup for him in that wooden house, sew and mend his clothes, bear children for him, and live with him for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

Her identity is destined not to be peaceful in this life.

Perhaps, one day, she will become the most ruthless woman in the Qin Palace. In order to survive, those women who were with Qin Wuya deceived me and intrigued, and lived a life of fear and blood.

Or perhaps, she avenged her family revenge and asked Qin Wuya for a cold palace to avoid the troubles of the world. The right to lead the practice, with the green lantern ancient Buddha as a companion, but the remnants of life.

And what about him?

Ling Caiwei gently closed her eyes, imagining Nan Ronglie's yellow robe and majestic appearance.

The corners of her lips unconsciously curled into a beautiful curve.

He fulfilled his ambition in life and eventually became the head of a country.

At that time, his harem was full of women who wanted to please him. Young and beautiful, enchanting and colorful, a smile can hook his soul and make him dream.

Perhaps, he will suddenly see the shadow of Ling Caiwei in a certain woman, and suddenly remember that there was such a woman who came and left in his life; will he be melancholy, regretful, or will there be a trace of pain or nostalgia?

Or maybe he had forgotten her. Like a lonely goose flying in the sky, she can't leave any trace in his heart lake, and Xiao Lang is a passerby from then on.

"One day, if we were separated, do you remember me?"

As soon as the words came out, Ling Caiwei was startled by her voice.

She really asked out loud, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed, and her delicate face was suddenly as bright as a peach blossom.

"We won't be separated!" Nam Rongyeol replied to her without the slightest hesitation.

"I mean what if!"

"No ifs!"

"What if I marry someone else one day?" What will happen to you? Will you be sad and sad for the rest of your life, or will you slowly forget about it as time goes on?

She knew it was not a good question, but she was leaving him. She wondered if he would remember her, even if he lied to her, every word he said was a medicine against time that she would chew over and over again.

When Nan Ronglie heard her question, his heart tingled slightly.

He knew that she must have remembered the contract with the handprint. remembered the wedding on the eighth day of the lunar month.

If you want to keep your word, I'll do it for you!

On the eighth day of the lunar month, if you wear a phoenix crown and a xia veil to get married, I won't stop you.

However, I won't let you visit the church.

You can only marry once in this life.

You can only marry me Nam Young-yeol.

Since we have worshiped heaven and earth and drank a glass of wine, you are destined to be my lady for the rest of your life, and no one can take you away from me.

Nan Ronglie stroked the green silk on her shoulder and muttered to her in his heart.

Little fool, if you get married on the eighth day of the lunar month, I'll go and rob your relatives.

You don't break your promise and marry Qin Wuya as agreed.

However, I will not break my promise and will snatch my beloved back.

We owe nothing to anyone.

From now on, you have peace of mind.

I got my wish.

Who wants to be uncomfortable, who can't get used to it, who will go crazy, none of this has anything to do with us.

Little fool, on the eighth day of the lunar month, I, Nan Ronglie, will give you back your freedom!

Ling Caiwei waited for a while, but still didn't see Nan Ronglie answer her question, and she was a little disappointed in her heart, so she asked again in a low voice.

Hey, I don't know when, she became no different from other women, suffering from gains and losses in front of him, panicking, longing for more intimacy, and afraid that he would look down on herself, so she had to restrain herself, but she couldn't restrain herself.

Just like the question she had just mustered up the courage to ask, she wanted to know the answer and was afraid of it. What if he said it didn't matter, what if he laughed at the ridiculousness of her question? What if she was going to do it? Or don't answer. Let's be silent!

Ling Caiwei's heart turned upside down, and she didn't know how to face Nan Ronglie, who had been silent, for a while.

At this moment, Nam Rongyeol is carrying a secret related to her, waiting for the day when the answer will be revealed.

She repeated the question again, interrupting Nam Youngyeol's musings.

He pulled out a wicked smile, and suddenly wanted to tease her.

"If one day you're going to marry someone else, I'll kill you! kill that bastard who married you!" he wrenched her shoulders and looked into her panicked and regretful eyes.

Repeating his words in a whisper, a layer of disappointment and horror floated on the mist in his eyes: "Kill me, you want to kill me?"

Nan Ronglie deliberately tightened his face, restrained his smile, and nodded solemnly: "Kill you, I will kill myself again!" Let the four and two bury us together, even Huangquan will be with you, and never leave." ”

Ling Caiwei's heart seemed to have been pinched hard, and it was painful and itchy. I didn't expect him to be so determined.

However, she didn't need him to give his life for her. As long as he lives well, she is alive.

"You can kill me and live alone!Why make it so miserable?Won't I become a sinner in the south by then!" The crystal tears flashing in her eyes made Nan Ronglie panic instantly.

"Little fool!" Nan Ronglie hugged her tightly, "I lied to you just now! How could I be willing to kill you? If I want to kill you, I will kill the bastard who wants to marry you." Then, I will take you away from the mountains and forests and spend your life without any quarrel with the world. Okay?"

"You're going to kill him?" Ling Caiwei's heart was shocked.

She couldn't let Nan Ronglie kill Qin Wuya.

This matter has nothing to do with him, it is completely forced by the teacher.

Qin Wuya had originally decided to fulfill them, and she begged him.

Although Qin Wuya once broke her heart, his sin did not lead to death. Nam Youngyeol can't kill him!

The most important thing is that as the prince of the southern kingdom, he went to the palace of the Qin State to kill the prince of Qin, are those Qin State guards all stupid? I am afraid that he will not return! He is dead, what is the point of her living!

Even if he succeeded in killing Qin Wuya by luck, the two countries became hostile, wars broke out, and the people suffered. How could she let so many innocent people be implicated because of her, the earth was depressed, and lives were ruined?

The more she thought about it, the more worried Ling Caiwei blurted out: "You can't kill him!"

"Can't kill anyone?"

Nan Ronglie's questioning reminded Ling Caiwei that she lost her words in a hurry.

(To be continued.) )