37 Disillusionment

"Why?"

Ding Guoguo looked at the person standing in front of her and frowned slightly. Although she was not surprised to see him here. It's just that she can't figure it out, he is obviously from the Tianxiang royal family, why should he help the prince of the Wind Country.

"You're asking why I want to help the Eastern Prince?" Nangong shook off the folding fan in his hand with a snap, put it on his chest and shook it, "Actually, I'm not interested in the future of Tianxiang at all." Whether Tianxiang dies or prospers, it has nothing to do with me. I'm more interested in the ending of the three of you. ”

His answer was unexpected. Her instincts told her that this man was dangerous. Now, though, is not the time to study his motives.

"What about the East?"

"Purple Spirit!"

Before Nangong Che could answer in a hurry, Dongfang Huoyan walked out of the house.

Ding Guoguo hurriedly greeted him and reached out to hold his arm.

Dongfang Huoyan looked at them with great interest, Nangong Che nodded slightly, and led Ding Guoguo into the house.

checked his pulse, checked the wounds on his body, and saw that there was no major problem, Ding Guoguo's heart that had been hanging finally fell back into his chest.

"Ziling, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, Ding Ning wouldn't have been... Dongfang Huoyan said with remorse on his face and blamed himself.

Ding Guoguo was washing her hands, and when she heard this, she dropped the towel in her hand, turned her head to look at him, shook her head and said, "Don't blame you, no one wants such a thing to happen." Besides, maybe Ning'er is still alive. "Ning'er's body is gone, he must have heard of it. She said this just to comfort him, not wanting him to blame himself too much. Even if she wanted to cry in her heart, she couldn't cry in front of him.

Dongfang Huoyan nodded in a muffled voice.

Ding Guoguo went to the table and sat down, took the teapot and poured two cups of tea, handed him a cup, took a cup for himself, and looked down at the pale green tea soup in the tea bowl. Nangong Li won't let her go, what kind of method does she have to use to get out? Ning'er's parents, she wasn't too worried. Before the wedding, she gave them all the silver taels. As long as nothing happens, they can do just fine. Not to mention her relationship with them, just because of guilt, Nangong Li will also protect them.

"Do you have any plans?" Dongfang Huoyan saw that the expression on her face was changing, and asked out loud.

Ding Guoguo sighed and said in a low voice, "I promised Qingzhu to send her ashes back to her hometown." I'm afraid that Nangong Li won't let me go. “

Dongfang Huoyan listened to her words, lowered his head and groaned slightly, raised his eyes to look at her, and said confidently, "I have a condition that he can't refuse, he will definitely let you go." “

Can't say no? Ding Guoguo furrowed her brows, maybe she knew. It's just that how will Nangong Li choose? Although they were no longer possible, she still wanted to know his options.

Is that really the case?

It's not that I didn't imagine this possibility, but when I heard him say it with my own ears, it was still painful.

In an instant, all love was disillusioned, and her world collapsed.

Ding Guoguo covered his heart with one hand and warned himself that even if his heart hurts, don't show it, at least in front of him! Her self-esteem does not allow! However, her body trembled uncontrollably. A sullen breath rushed from the internal organs to her throat, and a mouthful of hot blood sprayed on the chest of Dongfang Huoyan, who noticed her abnormality.

"Purple Spirit!" Dongfang Huoyan held her up from the chair and slid to the ground, calling in panic.

Ding Guoguo didn't hear it, her eyes looked straight at Nangong Li. She hadn't been able to see a hint of expression on his face until she was plunged into darkness.

He had been looking at her expressionlessly, his eyes cold to the bone.

Is that what he wants? Is the tenderness, attachment, and deep love that has always been fake?

In the confusion, she felt someone hugging her tightly. Is it the East? It seems that everything goes back to four years ago, when she was seriously injured by him, and he carried her to the Snow Country to ask for a thousand-year-old snow lotus.

"Where are you going to take her? She was badly injured and could not move easily. “

"That's not what you should be concerned about! Since I have promised to help you ascend to the throne, I will certainly do it. However, the premise is that she has no worries about her life. You'd better pray she doesn't die, or else! The date of her death is the day when my Wind Country will be peaceful! “

Orient... Why are you so troubled? Ding Guoguo's heart swelled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the person fell into a long period of chaos.

Past lives, present lives, and everything in the past are like black-and-white movies, passing through my mind one by one, and finally stopping on a sunny autumn afternoon.

The picture is very blurry, and only faintly visible is that it is two people sitting on a tree. Unexpectedly, I can hear the voice clearly.

"Hehe, I really fell asleep."

The voice and the picture were familiar, but she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

The man was still talking, and she pricked up her ears to listen.

"I've been looking for you for two years, but I didn't know that you were in Dingcheng." At this, the man suddenly paused and sighed.

"I've planned everything, only you are not in the plan."

"If only you could show up a few years later."

"However, I am afraid, afraid that you will marry early. I can't wait any longer and I'm really sorry to meet in this way. “

"Guoguo, if you see my true colors one day, will you choose to stay by my side? Guoguo, I really like you, do you hear me? “

"Guoguo, if I do something that makes you sad in the future, please forgive me, I can't help myself, and it's hard to ride a tiger."

It's Nangong Glass!

Everything in front of me suddenly became clear. She saw Nangong Li holding her, leaning against the trunk of the tree, and the corners of his mouth had a graceful arc that she was familiar with.

And she, leaning into his arms, was sleeping soundly.

She remembered that it was the day she had a heart for him. It's just, why did she have such a dream?

Before she could think about it, suddenly the picture changed, and she saw him standing on the wall, smiling at her leaning in front of the door.

Even in his dreams, he was so handsome.

The scene quickly switches again, this time she is lying in the new room, and he is standing under the window.

She saw her crying in the room, and he pursed his lips and frowned.

He stood for a moment, reaching out to push the window open, but slowly retracted his hand as he pressed it against the window.

"Purple Spirit... Purple Spirit, wake up. “

She was stuck in a dream when she heard someone calling her eagerly in her ear.

"Come on, drink the medicine." Dongfang Huoyan saw that she woke up, carefully helped her to lean on her chest, brought the medicine bowl placed on the side of the bed, and fed it to her mouth.

Ding Guoguo lowered his head and drank silently.

Dongfang Huoyan hurriedly put down the bowl, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the medicinal juice off her lips.

Ding Guoguo looked around.

A bed, a table, a chair and a stool, and a basin stand at the foot of the wall, this is the inn.

"Where are we going?"

After Dongfang Huoyan let her lie down, she looked at him and asked.

"Snow Country." After Dongfang Huoyan answered, he explained, "Your illness still depends on the thousand-year-old snow lotus to save your life." “

"Qingzhu?" She remembered that she had agreed to Qingzhu's matter.

Dongfang Huoyan stretched out his hand and pointed to the package on the table, "Take it, and... When he said this, he was suddenly silent.

There is also a letter of resignation given to her by Nangong Li. A wry smile curved into the corner of Ding Guoguo's mouth, and he closed his eyes in pain.