Super sweet!After being reborn, Zuo Xiang was teased by me to the point that his legs were soft

Chapter 1

"Mo Beiyu, I don't want anything anymore, please stay alive!" Chu Qinglan murmured in her dream, and tears wet the soft pillow.

She desperately covered Mo Beiyu's chest pierced by the sharp sword, but the blood that kept gushing out still seeped through her fingers and stained his white clothes red.

Even though she is a master of medicine and has superb medical skills, she still can't save the man who loves her the most.

"Lan'er, you finally believe in me. I haven't been able to protect you in this life. If there is another life..."

The promise is not over, and the Sri Lankan has passed away.

Chu Qinglan hugged the man's still warm body, crying heartbreakingly.

If there is an afterlife, she can no longer be the eldest princess of the Qing Dynasty, and she hopes that he will no longer be the iron-blooded leftist who is dedicated to the country.She wants him to live well.

If there is an afterlife, she will give him all her trust, she is willing to die for him, and she wants to hear him call "Lan'er" many more times.

suddenly--

"Lan'er."

Who is calling her?No, this deep and clear voice can only be Mo Beiyu!

how come?Hadn't he already been killed by the traitor Chu Yurou and the traitor Wei Xiu on the way to rescue her?

It was obviously this couple who killed her mother, queen and brother, but they deceived her that Mo Beiyu was the culprit.She was so stupid, she would have hated Mo Beiyu for so long!She didn't realize it until the mountains and rivers were broken, the country changed hands, and her husband died tragically, but it was too late.

"Lan'er, Lan'er, are you awake?"

Mo Beiyu's voice came again, so clear and real that she couldn't believe it.

On the soft couch, Chu Qinglan woke up suddenly, only to see that lingering figure standing at the door right now.

Mo Beiyu was wearing a dark green double-breasted satin and golden silk auspicious cloud pattern court dress, and a two-finger-wide crimson jade belt outlined a strong waist. His figure was straight and straight like green pines and cypresses.

There is also that handsome face that looks like a banished immortal, with clear and distinct features like chiseled chisels and axes, two sword eyebrows flying slantingly into the temples, a pair of bright eyes flowing deep, and the thin lips under the high bridge of the nose are gently pursed, with a kind of kindness Indescribably fierce and majestic.

That's right, Mo Beiyu, whom she was thinking of so much, could not be described as beautiful and cold.

Chu Qinglan will never forget the look in Mo Beiyu's eyes when he looked at her, so deep and affectionate.

But she failed him!
Having lived among the people for 16 years, she complained about her father, queen and queen and feared life in the imperial palace, which is why she let the third princess Chu Yurou, who is similar to her age, step in.The third younger sister put on a harmless appearance, but carefully calculated to push her into the abyss.

If Chu Yurou, whom she trusted the most, hadn't lied to her that Qingguo's iron-blooded prime minister was a ruthless and murderous executioner, how could she be so afraid of marrying him!

Not caring much, Chu Qinglan sat up from the bed suddenly, she was so excited that she couldn't contain herself, "You are still alive, Mo Beiyu, you are still alive!"

"The eldest princess really wants the truth to die so much?" Mo Beiyu approached slowly, stood in front of the bed, and when he asked warmly, a trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed across his eyes.

Sure enough, Lan'er still hated him very much.She didn't allow herself to touch her, and she didn't even allow herself to call her "Lan'er".

If she didn't hate him, she wouldn't have jumped into the lake to resist the order to marry him.

"No!" Chu Qinglan didn't know how to explain for a while, and was about to hold his hand, but Mo Beiyu suddenly got up and took a few steps back, as if silently guarding the Chu River Han boundary between them.

"Princess, rest well, the truth will not bother you anymore." Mo Beiyu forcibly suppressed the helplessness in his words, turned around and was about to leave.

He just couldn't help but come to check if she was okay, and now she was able to say a word to him, he should be glad.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chu Qinglan panicked instantly, threw off the quilt and jumped out of the bed barefoot, embracing him from behind, tears welling up in her eyes, sobbing and pleading: "Bei Yu, don't abandon me again!"

She didn't fully believe that she was really reborn until her cheek was pressed against Mo Beiyu's strong back!

But Mo Beiyu froze in place like a sculpture, his dilated pupils interpreted his shock, and his thick eyebrows tightly knit showed his confusion.

This was the first time that Lan'er called him by his name so affectionately.

"When did the truth abandon the princess?" Mo Beiyu slowly turned his head, lowered his eyes, and found that the girl's teardrops were clearly visible on her eyelashes.

This is really not her trick to play tricks on him?

"Call me small characters." Chu Qinglan hugged him even tighter with her arms, as if she was afraid that the person in her arms would run away, and there was a hint of coquettishness in her tone that she had never had before.

Hearing this, Mo Beiyu was shocked again, but then he thought about it: even if it was her trick, as long as she was happy, he was willing to complete it.

"Lan'er." He turned around and carefully hugged her into his arms, calling her softly, with a consistent gentle and pampering tone.

Chu Qinglan suddenly felt a sense of steadfastness that was lost and regained, and she murmured softly: "Bei Yu, I will never let you leave again."

"But it's time to leave." Mo Beiyu gently rubbed the girl's silky black hair, his movements still seemed a bit jerky.

"Where are you going? I'll just stay by your side, and you don't need to risk your life to save me!" Chu Qinglan's heart tightened in an instant, and the scene of Mo Beiyu covered in blood flashed before her eyes, showing panic.

Mo Beiyu thought she was talking about jumping into the lake today, and smiled relievedly: He never thought that one day Lan'er would value his life.

He patted Chu Qinglan's trembling back lightly, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "I am familiar with the nature of water and will not die. I just ask the princess to take care of the phoenix body and don't be self-willed. Also, it is not appropriate for the truth to come rashly at night." , if people see it, it may tarnish Princess Qingyu."

However, Mo Beiyu regretted it as soon as he said it. He was worried that she would blame him for meddling in his own business.But Chu Qinglan's reaction gave him unexpected joy.

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, I'm going to marry Mr. Zuo Xiang." Chu Qinglan rubbed her small head against Mo Beiyu's arms, and there was a playful ending in her smiling words.

Hearing her words, even Mo Beiyu, who has always been good at strategies, can't figure out the girl's mind.

"Are you really willing to get married according to the order?" Mo Beiyu lowered his brows, as if suppressing expectations that should not be revealed.

"No." Chu Qinglan uttered the word easily, but it extinguished all the hopes in Mo Beiyu's heart.

"It's not according to the order, it's Lan'er who insists on marrying Mr. Zuo Xiang!" Chu Qinglan's face showed a triumphant smile to tease Mo Beiyu, but her eyes were sincere and firm.

Chu Qinglan is the only one in the world where the mood of the iron-blooded leftist who can make a decisive decision to kill fluctuates like waves.

As the night darkened, Mo Beiyu, who sneaked into the eldest princess' palace at night, had to leave first.

Chu Qinglan reluctantly stood in front of the window looking at the back of the man hiding in the night like a dragon entering the water, with mixed emotions in her heart.

What she owed him could finally be repaid.

squeak-

The door of the bedroom was gently pushed open, and a petite black figure crept up to the door, causing Chu Qinglan to instinctively take precautions, and promptly blew out the candle beside her.

(End of this chapter)