Long Qianyi looked at Long Qianjue's eyes and felt a coldness. His low voice was not difficult to hear the pain: "Qianyi will not help anyone, I just want to fulfill Xier's last wish. She hopes to return to Nancang Kingdom, the emperor
If you really love her, why don’t you help her?”
Long Qianjue's thin lips trembled slightly, and the anger in his body melted away little by little. His eagle eyes stared at the beautiful figure in Nangong Luoga's arms. It was close at hand, but it had been two lifetimes.
"Give me some time and let me stay with her for a while." Long Qianjue seemed to have grown up ten years ago, with a strong voice. He still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.
Nangong Luoga hesitated a little, and Hong Ling, who was begging next to her, suddenly knelt down and cried and begged: "Captain Nangong, please... let the lady and His Highness stay for a while longer, the lady is waiting until the end.
Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
Hong Ling's words were like a thousand pounds of rock, hitting Long Qianjue's heart heavily. He hated himself, hated him for not giving her a chance to explain, and hated himself for not seeing her that day.
Marrying Kaya's cousin was to save her life, but now she has accelerated her pace. Why doesn't God understand his painstaking efforts and why everything is so wrong...
Nangong Luoga swallowed his throat with difficulty, slowly put Mo Xi back on the bed, and when he went out, he said quietly: "Tomorrow, I will take her out of Dongliguo tomorrow morning, I hope you won't be able to do it again.
What's going on?"
Long Qianjue didn't say anything, and walked towards the bed step by step in dismay. His deep eyes were staring at the familiar and stunning face for a moment, but it was too pale at this moment and lost its past vitality.
Long Qianyi's affectionate eyes stared at the woman on the bed again, and silently promised herself: In the next life, I will never let go of your hand again, Xi'er!
The bedroom suddenly became silent, a space that belonged to two people. Long Qianjue sat next to the bed and hugged Mo Xi's already frozen and stiff body tightly in his arms. The indescribable pain was in the man.
The chest spreads.
"Why? Everything I do is for you, why do you leave me? I would rather hit me and scold me, please don't leave me, don't leave me..."
The man's voice became choked and hoarse. At this moment when no one saw it, tears could not help but slide down. He buried his head between the woman's shoulders and necks, and there was still fragrance in her hair, which was very familiar to him.
But the taste.
However, no one answered his words. The woman's beautiful little face looked so quiet and peaceful. If it weren't for her heartbeat and breathing, it would almost make people think that she was just asleep.
After sleeping all night, the man next to the bed still maintained his original position, hugging the woman tightly in his arms, losing his focused eagle eyes, no longer cold and sharp. He looked like a loss of love at this moment
The child of the sage had a lot of helplessness in his eyes, but he just stared at the beautiful little face of a woman.
Without her, his life is no longer complete. This is her punishment for him. She wants to spend the next few decades in pain. Yes, it must be like this. She wants to punish him...
"Master, Prince Nangong is here... and the fourth prince, he said he would send him... the last journey of the crown princess." Chi Yan walked in from outside the door. It was not difficult to see that he had not been asleep all night with his thick dark circles.
The master lost his beloved woman and felt uncomfortable. He knew that the Crown Princess was going to return to Nancang Kingdom, so he felt even more nervous. Does this mean... Hong Ling is leaving too?
At this moment, Hong Ling also walked in from outside the door. She knelt down in front of the bed with a loud voice: "I have not taken good care of the lady, so I have no face to go back to see the master. I beg the Crown Prince to give me the death of my servant."
Long Qianjue slowly raised his eyes, his deep eyes were calm, and his hoarse voice showed a strong fatigue: "What did she say when she left last?"
"If you say to the prince, Miss... before she leaves... please ask Prince Nangong to take her back to Nancang Kingdom. I think the lady wants to see the master, and the fourth lady will last time." Hong Ling choked up.
A trace of darkness flashed in Long Qianjue's eyes. It was indeed her wish. Since that was the case, how could he bear not to let her go back to Nancang to see her family for the last time?
At this moment, Chi Yan suddenly stepped forward and knelt down with a loud voice: "Master, please spare Hong Ling. My subordinates are willing to be punished on her behalf. Please help me."
If such a big thing happened, Chi Yan knew that it would be impossible to let it go. Hong Ling was the Crown Princess's personal maid. If she really pursued it, she would probably be doomed again.
"Since you are willing to be punished on her behalf, I believe you must like her in your heart. Now the King of Japan gives you a marriage for you. You marry Hong Ling and take good care of her. This... is also Xi'er's last wish." Long Qianjue's Adam's knot
With the ups and downs of difficulty, Mo Xi left him in the last letter he asked him to marry Hong Ling and Chi Yan for his past love.
Chi Yan and Hong Ling widened their eyes in surprise at the same time. If it were the past, they would have been ecstatic, but in the current situation, it would have been even more sad.
Hong Ling never expected that the lady’s joke that day... was real. Before she died, she had arranged the future for her. How could this kindness be afforded by her little maid?
"Miss..." Hong Ling couldn't help crying, and the huge waves of grief in her chest were surging, causing her to lose control for a moment, and her cry became louder and more sad.
Chi Yan kowtowed three times in the direction of the bed, and his low voice was choked with a little sob: "Chi Yan thanked the Crown Princess for fulfilling this great mediator, Chi Yan will remember this kindness of the next life.
I must repay you if I do a horse.”
Long Qianjue lowered his eyes and his gaze became blurred again. His thick palm gently stroked the woman's cheek: "Xi'er, you go back to Nancang Kingdom to meet the parents first, and I will pick you up, I...
...It can't be without you."
Although her vision became blurred, the woman's voice, appearance, smile and appearance had already been deeply engraved in her mind. At this moment, the vows and promises of the past are still echoing in her ears. She once said that she would give birth to many children for him, but now... all this has become
memory.
The expression on Long Qianjue's face seemed very painful. For him, these memories were like sharp blades inserted into his chest, making him scream out the pain that he could hardly bear.