Chapter 117 We have all forgotten, "I only have to rely on myself to do what I want to do." Jing Yirong said unceremoniously.
Nalan Qingyi saw that something was wrong between the two of them and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you rely on yourself or others, these are not important. I'm just curious about the River Lantern Festival."
"Brother Nalan is too nervous. I have no intention of quarreling with Miss Jing," Shangguan Xi joked, "Look, Brother Nalan looks nervous."
Nalan Qingyi smiled awkwardly.
Jing Yirong glared at Nalan Qingyi angrily, why doesn't this fool know that people in this world are not all good or bad? For example, the Shangguan Xi in front of him is obviously not the whole person.
How could someone with a harmless smile inherit a Sword Villa?
Yujian Villa instantly became lively due to the arrival of everyone, and even when eating, there was a large table of people. Jing Yirong really didn’t know what they were doing for a moment. A group of people who were neither friends nor enemies were actually together.
Eat at a table.
Qiao Shuang'er stretched out her chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it in Nalan Zhenqi's bowl. But at the same time, Yue Ya also picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it in Nalan Zhenqi's bowl. In an instant, Nalan Zhenqi's bowl was submerged by two chicken legs.
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Nalan Zhijin looked at Qiao Shuang'er and then at Crescent Moon, and finally his eyes fell on Nalan Zhenqi's bowl. Why didn't anyone put chicken legs for him?
The atmosphere froze instantly, and even Ling Mengyao looked at Nalan Zhenqi unconsciously. Nalan Zhenqi was stunned and looked at the chicken drumsticks in the bowl with some melancholy. He looked at Qiao Shuang'er and Yue Ya in embarrassment. He couldn't refuse Yue Ya, and Qiao Shuang'er.
Shuang'er didn't know why he always had a kind feeling, and he couldn't get rid of his passion for her.
Qiao Shuang'er suppressed the expectation in the corner of her eyes, smiled wryly, put the chicken legs back into Nalan Zhijin's bowl, and pretended to be relaxed, "Little one, you eat more meat, otherwise even if you grow up, you won't be as tall as your seventh brother."
King Junqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er silently. He did not ignore the disappointment in Qiao Shuang'er's eyes. He felt inexplicably suffocated, as if he was betting on his chest.
Jing Yirong was silent. What Nalan Zhenqi really liked was Yue Ya. The eyes that were throbbing with love couldn't be ignored, but he couldn't let go of Qiao Shuang'er. What on earth was he thinking about?
"Zhenqi, come to my room to find me after dinner. I have something to tell you."
"Yes." Nalan Zhenqi nodded.
Ling Mengyao put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, bowed to everyone and then left. Shangguan Xi stared deeply at Ling Mengyao, unable to look away until she disappeared. King Junqi took in everything Shangguan Xi said and did.
There is no way to win this game. If the disappearance he got is true, then Yan Yi should be at his side.
After dinner, Nalan Zhenqi came to Jing Yirong's house and said, "Master."
"Sit down," Jing Yirong pointed to the seat next to her, "Zhenqi, who do you love?"
Nalan Zhenqi was stunned, "Crescent Moon."
"Where's Qiao Shuang'er?" Jing Yirong asked.
Nalan Zhenqi lowered his head, "She is like a friend to me, a trustworthy partner."
"If you were told to stop caring about Qiao Shuang'er's affairs, could you do it?"
Nalan Zhenqi thought for a moment and shook his head, "I can't do it."
"Zhenqi, you are the seventh prince, so having three wives and four concubines is normal for you. However, my apprentice, Jing Yirong, can only marry one person in this life, so don't even think about accepting both Yue Ya and Qiao Shuang'er.
Qiao Shuang'er deserves better treatment." Jing Yi Rong's words were concise and to the point.
"I never thought of doing this," Nalan Zhenqi hurriedly explained, "Shuang'er is worthy of any man. I can't bear to let her be wronged by me."
"In that case, put away your love. A man can only be kind to one woman." Jing Yirong seemed to have gradually become a qualified master, even taking care of his apprentice's feelings.
Nalan Zhenqi nodded silently. The master's words were right. In fact, he really shouldn't wander between Qiao Shuang'er and Yue Ya. It was a pain for them. From now on, he will definitely put away his love for Qiao Shuang'er.
Shuang'er's attention. Nalan Zhenqi felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of no longer caring about Qiao Shuang'er. He knew that he loved Yue Ya, but why did Qiao Shuang'er continue to influence him?
On the way back to the room, Nalan Zhenqi saw Qiao Shuang'er standing in the courtyard admiring the moon. He took a step forward and wanted to get closer. Then he remembered Jing Yirong's words, so he stopped and left with a deep sigh, forgetting.
That’s fine, it’ll be fine if you forget about it.
As soon as Nalan Zhenqi left, King Junqi walked into the courtyard. Looking at Nalan Zhenqi's departure and looking at Qiao Shuang'er, he still couldn't help but walked into the small courtyard, "It's really lonely to watch the moon alone.
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"Who?" Qiao Shuang'er suddenly turned her head, startled by King Junqi's sudden appearance, and patted her chest, "Why don't you scare people in the middle of the night?"
King Junqi stood next to Qiao Shuang'er, raising his head to look at the moon, "Want to stay up late at night to enjoy the moon?"
"You haven't slept yet." Qiao Shuang'er retorted.
"Qiao Shuang'er, don't you feel aggrieved?" King Junqi changed the topic, "I have done a lot of embarrassing things but it didn't make that man tempted, so what?"
Qiao Shuang'er glanced at King Junqi, "Are you here to laugh at me?"
"I'm not as boring as you." King Junqi laughed.
"When you fall in love with someone, you will know that everything you do is worth it." King Junqi was the first person besides Brother Liumo and Brother Yuliu to know her secret. Perhaps because of this, she
Then he spoke his true feelings to King Junqi, "Actually, I don't know why, but I just feel that Nalan Zhenqi is different. At first, it was just a simple interest, but then I became more and more dependent on him. It's very comfortable and comfortable to be with him."
It makes people feel like they want to spend more time with him.”
"Even if there is another woman around him?"
"Because of the crescent moon, he can't see me, but I still want to stay by his side. I will be disappointed but also happy." Qiao Shuang'er smiled at King Junqi, and a bitter smile deeply impressed Junqi.
The heart of the king.
After King Junqi returned to the house, he still couldn't forget the look of his smart eyes covered with a layer of bitterness.
"Your Majesty, it's time to rest." Yang Feng entered the room to remind.
King Jun Qi raised his eyelids and said, "Yang Feng stops loving Xiao Yan. You and her are destined to be enemies."
Yang Feng was shocked, "How could the prince suddenly say such a thing?"
"Because I want to achieve my goal, the people around me cannot be emotional." King Junqi's voice was as bone-chilling as if he was fished out of ice water, "You can't do great things if you are emotional. When one day you and I
When only one Xiao Yan can survive, I hope your sword can penetrate into her heart without hesitation."
Yang Feng's hand holding the sword gradually turned white. He couldn't even imagine that kind of scene. It was like tearing his heart alive. "Prince, don't worry, I won't miss you because of myself."
matter."
"Okay, that's good." King Junqi said unconsciously, "Forget about love, we have all forgotten."
"We?" Yang Feng looked at King Junqi in shock, "My lord, what do you mean by this?"
"What?" King Junqi was confused, "What did I say?"
"Nothing." Yang Feng shook his head and suddenly felt that King Junqi had changed. He opened his mouth but did not say any more and quietly stepped away.
King Junqi stroked his head and leaned against the table. He must have been crazy to say what he just said. Did he think that by pretending not to know that he had deceived Yang Feng, he could deceive himself? He clearly said 'we' just now...
"Don't forget your goal," King Junqi clenched his hands into fists, his eyes filled with blazing murderous intent, "You've even given up your name. What else can't you give up? You don't deserve to be heartbroken in this life!"
Lying quietly on the table, it was just a dream, a somewhat scary dream. When I woke up, those eyes and the beautiful face in the snow would definitely disappear from my mind. King Junqi had no right to be tempted, let alone the qualification to be tempted.
, everything is a dream.
Shangguan Xi was not the only one who was sleepless during the long night. Shangguan Xi was sitting on the eaves, looking at the beautiful moon in the night sky, smiling foolishly, still unable to fall asleep. It seemed to be like this every day for five years. When would he finally be able to sleep?
Only when you can return to your former self can you no longer need to fall asleep unintentionally.
His eyes fell to the south of the villa, where she was sleeping and lying quietly in the place closest to him. Now he only needed to walk over to see her, but how could he have the nerve to see her and stay with her in this life?
Having Jing Yirong by his side is already the greatest happiness, not to mention that now that Jing Yirong is in the villa, as long as he gets the Yumo Sword, everything will be solved, and he won't need to live in such pain.
Jing Yirong is more decisive, cold and intelligent than the legend. Anyone who is her enemy will not end well. This woman actually aroused his desire to fight. She only wanted to get the Yumo Sword, but
Now I want to compete with her even more to make her understand that the results of arrogance are not satisfactory.
Shangguan Xi flew to the ground. In order to defeat Jing Yirong and get the Yumo Sword, now he has no time to miss those past events. The love he once had has disappeared, and there is no need to continue to miss it. From now on, he will forget it.
, learn to forget that memory. Only by forgetting can you face it calmly, and then you can concentrate on dealing with Jing Yirong and get the Yumo Sword.
In a villa, how can there be only one person who wants to forget love? Whether it is because of care, purpose or the past, they have no choice but to forget something.
Nalan Qingyi opened her eyes and looked at Jing Yirong in her arms, gently caressing her soft face. Under the dim moonlight, her outline was softer, so beautiful that it made people feel unreal. After so many people thought
When she was about to forget, Nalan Qingyi was praying that Jing Yirong would not be forgotten in this life. He leaned over and kissed her affectionately on the forehead. If that day comes, please give me a chance to atone for my sins.