Nangong Yu did not understand the meaning behind Fu qingchenâs words. She stared blankly at the man she had loved and waited for for many years. Endless joy surged in her heart, and for a moment, she even forgot how to react.
she only knew that qing chen had agreed to marry her!
She could finally be his wife!
This had always been her dream and goal. Now that she could finally achieve it, one could imagine how excited she was.
âIf you have nothing else to do, donât disturb my rest.â
Fu qingchen sneered,âwhat if I go back on my word, Yingluo?â
Renege?
Mrs. Fuâs eyes were cold.
She would not give him the chance to regret.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, since the matter had been decided, there was no need for her to stay and continue disturbing Fu qingchen. So, after a moment of silence, she said, â âyour highness, qing chenâs injuries have not fully recovered. why donât we leave first and let him recuperate?â
âalright,â he said.
Nangong Yuâs heart was filled with joy. She had been overjoyed for a long time, and no matter what he asked her to do, she would not refuse. She only looked at Fu qingchen with her big, watery eyes.
âQingchen, then you should recuperate well. I will come to see you again in the future.â
Fu qingchen did not speak. He gently closed his eyes, his face pale under the sunlight.
Nangong Yu pursed her lips. No matter how reluctant she was, she did not dare to disturb Fu qingchenâs recuperation. However, when she left, she would turn back to look at Fu qingchen from time to time, her eyes filled with reluctance.
After a long time, Nangong Yu and Madam Fuâs figures finally disappeared.
After they left, Fu qingchen slowly opened his eyes. There was a deep pain between his brows, and his hands involuntarily clenched tightly.
At this moment, he felt pain even when breathing.
âLing âer, Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry, Yingluo.â
He had promised that he would protect her for the rest of her life, but now, it was impossible for them to be together in this lifetime. He was even forced to marry a woman he didnât love, Hanhan.
If only ⦠If only he wasnât the young master of the fu family, then he would be able to pursue his own identity and not Xuanji who caused Ling âer to suffer such grievances.
In fact, Fu qingchen could imagine that di Ling âer must have been wronged when she confronted his mother that day. Otherwise, why would she hurt his mother in such a rage?
It was precisely because of this that he understood that he no longer had a chance.
â¦â¦
The sky above the ruins was dark.
The hair on the girlâs forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead.
She was sweating profusely. Under the siege of so many demonic beasts, her momentum did not weaken at all. Instead, it became more violent, like a storm.
Time passed by.
She did not know how long she had been fighting with these demonic beasts.
However, di Ling âer only knew that if she did not defeat these demonic beasts, her grandfather would not let her leave the remains. She had to leave this place as soon as possible to find brother Fu.
because yingluo
brother fu must be waiting for her too!
Di Ling âer thought of Fu qingchenâs injury and became even more worried. Her beautiful and delicate little face was covered in sweat, and her face was pale.
Under the strong wind.
bei ni stood quietly in the air. he looked down at the girl below, and his lips curled up.
This little girl, Yingluo, was so charming even when she was serious.