"My encounter with her was an accident, and now that I think about it, it is not a kind of fate. An encounter that has long been destined in the dark, God has chosen to let us meet and let us fall in love. However, it does not give us the right to live together forever. When Nandi said this, his tone could not hide his choked up.

A generation of emperors, in fact, is also inescapable.

Since ancient times, heroes love beautiful women, and Fengliuwu has returned to the last appearance of his mother. Even when death came, her mother still maintained her innate nobility and elegance, and an elderly person still had charm. Even death can't erase her beauty.

She is a red face, a lonely soul that will live forever in the world. No matter what time it is, her splendor will never dissipate.

"On my mind, I didn't expect that our last meeting would turn out to be the final parting. If I had known, if I had known that this would be the case, I would not have left her. "At this time, the emperor of the southern kingdom was like a child, so helpless. Every word he said was honestly fearful, and he was cautious for fear of breaking all the beautiful dreams.

"She's so beautiful, how can she just leave?" Once the old thing is brought up again, the hardest thing to give up is separation. Even if Nandi sees through the vicissitudes of the world, it is inevitable that he will fall into the whirlpool of feelings again.

Feng Liuwu sat quietly on the side, suddenly feeling a little helpless.

Nandi was trapped in his own memories, and the expression on his face could be regarded as ever-changing. Feng Liuwu didn't bother, and let Nandi intermittently tell his past there. There are so many things that we have long forgotten.

But Nandi was different, he remembered everything between him and Feng Qingge very clearly. The first meeting, acquaintance, love, and the final separation. He remembered it clearly, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been in pain for so many years, unable to extricate himself.

Feng Liuwu listened seriously on the sidelines, and was a good child who was eager to learn.

A long time has passed, and Nandi has told a long, long story, and there are only two people in that story, one is him and the other is Feng Qingge. Suddenly, Nandi remembered that there was a person by his side, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Turning around and looking at Feng Liuwu, Nandi's face put a gentle smile on his face again, "Xiao Wu, can I call you that?" ”

Feng Liuwu, who was suddenly named by name, was stunned, and immediately reacted and nodded lightly.

Nandi smiled, "You and your queen mother, you really look alike." Nandi's gaze was a little misty, as if he was wandering outside.

It's not that Feng Liuwu hasn't seen her face, but she feels that she is always so much worse than her mother. Maybe Nandi just loves Wu and Wu, so he will regard himself as his mother in a trance. In fact, in general, she doesn't know how many times worse than her mother. The person she admired the most since she was a child was the queen mother, but the sky left them too little time.

It turned out that the queen mother was busy with state affairs and rarely spent time with her. The only time I was with her, but I became forever apart. They didn't even spend a few times alone with each other, and they never had such a chance again. Whether it was God's punishment for them, or whether they did something that hurt heaven and reason and was not tolerated by heaven and earth, Feng Liuwu didn't know. All she could see was the departure of the queen mother, lying in a pool of blood, motionless. So helpless, so powerless.

"Xiao Wu, what are you thinking?" After Nandi finished speaking just now, he had been watching Feng Liuwu, and found that her expression was a little trance-like, and the countenance on her face became solemn. He didn't know if what he said touched her sad place to make her have such an expression. But he knew that Feng Liuwu must be very sad, because Feng Qingge was her biological mother.

"I have never seriously understood her, although she is my mother, but now that I think about it, I am not as good as her courtier." Feng Liuwu's face was full of bitterness, with regret.

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