Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen squatted on the roof and stared wide-eyed.

In the plum blossom forest, Ning Xiang supported a pair of beautiful eyes, her eyes flashed, and she looked at the familiar but unfamiliar night in front of her.

Is it a hallucination?

Or did you hear it wrong?

Ning Xiang's thoughts were all written on his face, and Ning Xiang in front of Ye Mohan was not disguised in the slightest, even if there were, he could always be easily torn apart by Ye Mohan and see through.

After a pause, Ye Mo took a step forward and narrowed the distance between the two.

Ning Xiang's heart shrank violently.

Ye Mohan's approach seemed to have some kind of coercion invisibly, making the air around him seem to be thin.

"Would you like to leave with me?"

The hoarse voice sounded again, and this time, Ye Mohan deliberately slowed down his tone and accentuated the pronunciation of each word.

Ning Xiang naturally heard his words clearly before, but she didn't dare to believe it.

And this time, Ye Mohan said the same thing so firmly and solemnly, and in an instant, Ning Xiang's line of sight, which had just become clear, suddenly blurred again.

"Why ......"

As he spoke, his voice had become choked.

She waited so long, looked forward to it, loved it for so long, hated it for so long, and finally, finally, got a response.

"Because, I don't want to miss out on anyone in this world who treats me sincerely.

Because, I don't want to waste any more time and feelings, on someone who doesn't love me.

Because ......"

As he spoke, Ye Mohan suddenly lowered his head, so Ning Xiang didn't see this moment, a flash of intense sadness flashed in his eyes.

Because, the death of Night Wind Cotton made me suddenly understand a lot of things.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Mohan tried his best to calm down his fluctuating emotions, raised his head again, and had already changed back to his previous calmness.

"Because, I don't want to miss you again!"

One sentence, nine words, but Ning Xiang's tears, which could no longer be controlled, burst out of her eyes, like pearls with broken threads, sliding down her cheeks.

Ye Mohan said that he didn't want to miss himself again!

Ning Xiang couldn't believe her ears.

No one can know how she is feeling at the moment, no one can understand her mood at the moment, not even herself.

For the first time in her life, Ning Xiang felt that her vocabulary was so scarce.

Want to either?

Absolutely!

This is the sentence she wants to hear most in her life, and she has lived to this day.

But why???

Why, after a thousand sails?

Why, is it when she is no longer Leng Ruoxue, she is Leng Ruoxue who is alone at night, but has become the favorite concubine of the emperor of the Western Liang Kingdom?

In the end, is the sky too ruthless, or is the creation too tricky?

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't stop her tears, and she even began to laugh.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

How ridiculous!

But why is it that the more you laugh, the more tears you have, the more you can't stop it?

For Ning Xiang's reaction, Ye Mohan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned slightly, falling on the two figures sitting on the roof not far away.

But it was only a short moment, and he was quickly and without a trace of it.

So much so that Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen didn't even notice it at all.

"It's a pity."

Ye Jiuchen looked at Ning Xiang, who was laughing and crying, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Things in this world are always so unpredictable.

Presumably, Ning Xiang would never have thought that when she had been pursuing and struggling for a long time, she had already decided to give up, and she was desperate for this, and she actually got Ye Mohan's response.

And Ye Mohan probably wouldn't have thought that in the end, he would choose the person he disdained at the beginning.

So, the world is really unpredictable.

There are some things that you will only know the weight of gains and losses after you have experienced them.

Some people, after going through it, will know who loves you the most and who you love the most.

Leng Yue quietly looked at Ye Jiuchen's suddenly calm side face, still angular, still handsome and beautiful, but faintly, with a bit of sad temperament.

Leng Yue was a little unhappy.

In the next second, he leaned forward directly, holding Ye Jiuchen's cheeks with both hands, forcing people to turn their heads and look at themselves.

Regarding Leng Yue's sudden move, Ye Jiuchen was stunned for a moment.

Leng Yue's face was as cold as frost, but she had a pair of eyes as deep as an ancient well.

Those eyes are like magic, and people can't extricate themselves from it at a glance.

Rather sink than wake up.

The cold lips were covered with two pieces of warmth, and in an instant, the ice and snow seemed to melt, and everything seemed to recover.

Leng Yue slowly withdrew her lips and looked at Ye Jiuchen fixedly.

"I'm right next to you."

So, what do you regret?

Ye Jiuchen paused, and then hooked his lips and smiled.

Oh, yes.

How lucky you are!

She's right next to her.

"What Madame said is that it is the husband's fault."

Cold Moon: "??? ”

It took two seconds to react before Leng Yue reacted, and Ye Jiuchen had already changed his name.

To tell the truth, Mrs. Madame, I heard that something was wrong with her.

Mrs. Leng and Mrs. Ningxiang...... Look at these ladies.

Therefore, she explicitly forbade Yuecheng and Wujing to call them Mrs. herself, but as before, she still called her girl.

However, when it comes out of the mouth of the little demon, it is quite good.

Well, let him call it that once.

Thinking of this, Leng Yue immediately withdrew her hands and continued to look at the plum blossom forest with her knees and cheeks on her knees.

Seeing this, Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but smile indulgently, raised his hand and gently brushed it over Leng Yue's dark and thick hair like ink.

In the plum blossom forest, Ning Xiang had already stopped smiling, and Ye Mohan's sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Once upon a time, I was wrong.

made you feel wronged, didn't realize your mind earlier, and didn't wake up earlier.

People who like it, who shouldn't like it.

Persistent, feelings that should not be obsessed.

Now that I've come to my senses and repented, will you give me a chance? ”

Ye Mohan said as Ning Xiang lowered his head.

She tried to stop the tears that came out of her eyes, but found that the harder she tried, the more futile she became.

It's like once, her feelings for Ye Mohan.

No matter how much she has paid or how hard she has worked, she can't get back a little bit of his sideways.

But now, she wanted to give up, but he turned around and told himself, do you want to cherish?

Ning Xiang's heart was sour and painful.

The pain, like being pierced by countless needles, one by one, is delicate and irrepressible.

Ning Xiang shook her head, shook her head, and said in a hoarse and choked voice.

"It's too late."

Ye Mohan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

Ning Xiang raised her head suddenly, and looked straight at Ye Mohan with her red, watery eyes.

One word at a time, every word is heartfelt.

"It's too late, it's too late, it's too late."

Hearing these words, seeing such a condensing incense, Ye Mohan's sword eyebrows suddenly tightened.

It's not that he doesn't know what Ning Xiang is worried about.

But that is, she is no longer the cold snow she used to be. She has served other men, so there is no way to serve herself again?

Ye Mohan smiled bitterly in his heart.

What's there?

After all, he didn't love her.

And the person he really loves is now someone else's wife.

Ye Mohan asked herself, if Leng Yue was willing to be like herself at this time, and looked back, would she still be like before, desperately stepping forward and hugging her.

The answer is yes.

It's a pity that he just asks himself in his heart.

Because I know that Leng Yue will not look back in this life.

So, if it's not a cold moon, what does it matter to other people?

After all, I won't love anyone anymore.

Except for yourself!

So......

Ye Mohan raised his hands and stepped forward, wanting to pull Ning Xiang into his arms, but this time, Ning Xiang refused unprecedentedly.

She instinctively took two steps back on her legs, making Ye Mohan's hand flutter into the air, and it was so embarrassingly raised in mid-air.

Just like his life.

Whatever you want to catch, you can't catch it.

On the roof, Leng Yue watched calmly.

It was as if Ning Xiang would make such a decision, which was completely unexpected for her.

In the plum blossom forest, Ye Mohan's hand raised in mid-air finally tightened little by little and slowly drooped.

"I see, you don't want to."

Ning Xiang bit her lip tightly, not daring to let herself make a little sound.

How could she not want to?

How could she not want to?

But now......

It's really too late!

Not to mention that she is already Mrs. Ningxiang of Xiliang and Jiang Xinglie's favorite concubine, Jiang Tingbai alone will not let her go so easily.

And the cold moon......

The hatred for Leng Yue has never been let go or let go of one day.

Maybe as early as the moment she fell off the cliff, everything was already doomed.

Born at the wrong time, love is not at the right time.

Everywhere you go, there are fates.

Thinking about it, Ning Xiang's hands hanging in her sleeves couldn't help but clench hard, as if only in this way could she suppress the impulse in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Xiang turned around abruptly and turned her back to Ye Mohan.

"Jiang Tingbai won't let you go so easily, so if you want to leave, just leave as soon as possible.

Also, be careful, be ...... Alive! ”

Say goodbye today, you and I, we will never see each other again in this life.

You have to live well.

Don't be sad for anyone anymore, and don't be sad for anyone anymore.

I'm not worth it, the night wind cotton is not worth it, and the cold moon is not worth it.

One day, you will become the greatest emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom!

After saying something in her heart, Ning Xiang gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, and then pulled her legs forward.

She didn't dare stay any longer.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she couldn't help but turn back, desperate, and rushed into Ye Mohan's arms.

It's just that as soon as she made a move, several figures suddenly appeared in the darkness.

The leader was dressed in a moon-white robe, in this snowy weather, like an elf, and like a ghost, with unhurried steps, slowly, walked out and came into sight.

Ning Xiang's steps paused, like a lead injection.