When Feixue thought of being able to see her beloved husband, her heart skipped a beat. When the stone door opened, her heart no longer had any scruples and she walked in without hesitation.【】
Ya Jiang and Lin Keer did not go in together, but waited outside the stone room, knowing that they would have a lot to say when they reunited after a long absence.
Feixue Feixue walked into the stone chamber with a throbbing heart. The stone chamber was mainly white, with a high bed and soft couch, and white curtains hanging to the floor. Feixue reached out and opened the white curtains. .
Her husband, Ran Qingxun, was lying on the bed. Ya Jiang was afraid that he would act rashly, so when he was not paying attention, she put a powder in his food that could make people fall asleep.
Murong Feixue looked at her husband, Ran Qingxun, who was sleeping on the bed. She was dressed in a white robe, with long silver hair and a stunning face. She stretched out her jade-like hand and ran it down between his eyebrows, stroking her erect penis. The bridge of the nose, the rounded wings of the nose, the thin red lips, and the crystal tears fell down one by one.
She finally met the husband she had longed for day and night. The scene at this time was very similar to that night. She had chosen to follow her heart and only wanted to be his woman, which had put the two of them through hardships.
Now that she has the opportunity to make a choice again, she still chooses to follow her heart. Even if this time she will be doomed, she will still not regret her choice. Even if the beauty of two people turns into dust and smoke in an instant, she will not regret it. They will regret it, at least they once loved and had each other deeply.
Feixue took out the pills in her hand, opened her mouth lightly and put the pills into his mouth. Her eyes were filled with tears, and the crystal teardrops dripped down, silently remembering her husband's Juechen face.
Ran Qingxun felt wet drops of water dripping on his cheek, and slowly opened his eyes. Although the woman who appeared in front of him was wearing a veil and wearing a pair of scissors full of tears. Wutong knew that this was the true love that she had deeply loved, hated and regretted.
Ran Qingxun couldn't control her longing for that woman who could sacrifice everything for her, and the love in her heart. She quickly sat up and held Feixue tightly in her arms.
Her amber eyes were already filled with tears, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Xue, I'm sorry, please forgive me. It's me who deserves to die. I didn't believe you. It was me who broke my oath to protect you, causing you to suffer so much."
Feixue stretched out her hand to cover his thin lips, "Brother Xing, stop talking, everything is over."
Ran Qingxun held Feixue tightly in her arms, "Xue, let me say that I failed to fulfill my responsibility as a husband and made you suffer all the humiliation. As long as you can forgive me, I can do anything you want. "
Tears wet her cheeks, and she stretched out her trembling hand to touch her husband's cheek, "Brother Xing, I have never complained about you. I said that everything I did was done willingly and with regret."
Ran Qing's eyes filled with tears stretched out her trembling hand and slowly took Murong Feixue's veil. She still had a stunningly beautiful face, but her eyes were filled with tears. Passionate and affectionate.
Ran Qingxun held Feixue's beautiful face in her hands, her amber eyes were also filled with tears. She really paid too much for herself. His thin cool lips kissed the tears on her face.
Feixue closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. Days and nights, she wished to see her husband, wish to be with him, wish to be held in his arms like this, and feel him again. of warmth.
Not long ago, because I was drunk, I thought other men were my husbands, and my dirty and bloated body served several men.
Feixue turned her head to the side, her cheeks wet with tears, her lips trembled, and she choked with sobs: "Brother Xing, I am an unchaste woman. I,"
Hearing Murong Feixue say such words, Ran Qingxun's heart ached even more, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was the one who had harmed her. She reached out her hand and gently blocked Feixue's lips, "Xue
"Everything you do is for me. If I dislike you because of this, am I still a human being? What I love is your person, not your body."
Ran Qing's lips covered Feixue's lips, a bitter kiss mixed with tears. Feixue also let go of her heart knot and actively responded to his kiss, their fiery lips and tongues intertwined.
For a time, everything that had ever been good between the two of them swept through their bodies like a tidal wave. Ran Qingqing kissed Fei Xue several times, and her breath surrounded Fei Xue.
The two took off their clothes, and Feixue saw his fair, strong and straight body, and the two shocking hook marks on his shoulders, which were the victims of that bastard Ran Qingcheng in the stone room that day.
She stretched out her slightly trembling hand to touch the scar, her lips trembled, and her heart ached but she didn't know how painful it was at that time. Ran Qingxun also saw the arrow mark on Feixue's shoulder, and it was equally painful.
He leaned out his head and kissed the scar. The two scarred people hugged each other tightly, using each other's body temperature to warm each other's scarred hearts.
His strong body pressed against her, and he slowly approached her. With her unrivaled beauty, he slowly came closer, and his soft lips gradually rose up to kiss her.
His kisses fell all over his face, lips, and body. Finally, all the love and affection between the two of them was restored.
Ran Qingxun stretched out her strong arms and took Feixue into her arms. Her whole body was surrounded by warm breath, and she could finally lie in his arms like this.
Ran Qingxun leaned against her ear and whispered softly: "Xue, believe me, I, Ran Qingxun, swear that I will never let you be harmed in any way. I swear that you will be punished by heaven and earth."
Feixue was really scared. He didn't want to be separated from her husband anymore. "Brother Xing, why do you and I make such a vicious oath? We have gone through so many hardships to be together. Even if we die, I don't want to."
Separate from you again."
Ran Qingxun fell in love with Murong Feixue tenderly, and he did not want to be separated from Feixue again, "We will live and die together!"
The future of the two of them is uncertain. If they want to be together, they have to go through many dangers. Maybe this time will be their last entanglement.
"Brother Xing, let's go to Priest Ya Jiang and ask him to help us. Let's go back to Ranwei, and let's go find Xiao Yunxi. We will only live our most ordinary days and enjoy the happiness of ordinary people."
Ran Qingxun hugged Feixue tighter and said softly: "Let's take Yunxi with us for an outing in the spring, to enjoy the lotus flowers in the summer, and to enjoy the snow in the winter. We don't have to have a big home, as long as it can accommodate our family of three, we can live in the house.
There are plum blossom trees planted in the front and back of the house, and then we can walk in the snow together to look for plum blossoms."
Feixue's eyes were filled with tears. This was the ordinary life they longed for most. The two of them did not believe in reincarnation. They just wanted to break the prophecy made a thousand years ago and fight to the death against fate.
The two people arranged their clothes, and Ran Qingxun's warm hand held Fei Xue's cold hand. Their eyes met, and they could feel the deep affection between them. They had already made a decision.
Ran Qingxun stretched out her hand and opened the door of the stone room. The room opened and she saw Ya Jiang and Lin Keer waiting at the door of the stone room.
Ya Jiang naturally had something to say to the two of them. This stone room was relatively safe and no one would overhear their conversation.
Ya Jiang's expression was solemn and her voice was cold, "Let's go in, I have something to say to you."
Several people returned to the stone chamber. From the moment Murong Feixue chose to enter the stone chamber, Ya Jiang knew that they had made their choice.
"You must be together. Even if there is a dead end ahead, several people will suffer disaster for your choice, and the last Slavic bloodline may disappear from this land."
Ran Qing looked at Ya Jiang. He didn't understand this Slavic ancestry. It meant nothing to him. He didn't feel that his ancestry was so noble. He had been humiliated because of his silver hair since he was a child.
"Priest Ya Jiang, even if I am the emperor of Ran Wei, I will only love Feixue in my life. You want me to continue the blood of your race, that is nonsense. You are also of Slavic blood, and you can also continue yours.
What noble bloodline."
Priest Yajan has sworn never to marry again. His lifelong ambition is to end the thousand-year prophecy and protect the last bloodline of the Slavic race.
Ya Jiang didn't want to force the two of them to accept the fate she said. Since they had already made their choice, maybe this was God's will.
"Since this is the path you have chosen, I will not stop you from leaving. I will play tricks on the guard's food tonight, and you two can leave under the cover of night."
Ya Jiang took out a white brocade bag from her arms and handed it to Ran Qingxun, "This brocade bag can only be opened when you are desperate."