First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

Qianqian lowered her head again, feeling that Nanmeng's eyes shining on her had also lessened a little from the heat.

"I have to tell you the truth. I already have someone I love in my heart, but there are many good girls out there. I can help you find someone who is suitable for you and who can treat you well. It's really too much for you to stay here alone. Alone and lonely."

"So you didn't treat me..."

Qianqian really wanted to say sorry, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that she was too hypocritical, so she remained silent.

At night, Qianqian went to sleep with her clothes on, and looked at the corner over there before going to bed as usual, through a thin fur, she couldn't see Nanmeng's appearance clearly, and the lonely and desolate voice lingered in front of her eyes.

He is a good man, but sympathy and pity are not love.

The next day, when Qianqian woke up, she found that the hut was empty, and the firewood on the ground had already been reduced to ashes, but Nan Meng didn't know where she was.

The fluttering door curtain was hanging there alone, sitting lightly on the bed, stroking the thick quilt, thoughtful.

He must have left quietly!

Without any explanation, he just left quietly, just like he came quietly.

He must have walked away with a hurt heart, because he didn't bring anything, including this hazy emotion.Let's go, hey, at least there will be more pure love in the world because of this. Once, there was such a person who gave for himself without any purpose...

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Qianqian tidied up her clothes and went out, the sky was overcast, the day was warm and cold, the cool wind seeped into her sleeves, and Qianqian couldn't help shivering.I thought, today is not a good day to go out.

But returning home was like an arrow, and before I knew it, we separated for another half a year. I don't know if Xuanyuan Che and the others are still waiting for me at the foot of this mountain, or, in order to save me, they have come up with some other method, will they be together again? By chance?

Braving the continuous drizzle above her head, Qianqian stepped out of the house.

It is daytime now, the weather is not too bad, Qianqian still carries a sword with her, which was left by Nanmeng, and Qianqian borrowed it temporarily for self-defense, presumably he kept it for himself on purpose, thinking about it this way, she can feel at ease.

After walking to the foot of the mountain, I felt that the atmosphere here seemed to be different from the past.

There are no men on the street.

There is not a single man, which is in absolute inverse proportion to the past. In the past, it was because of the frivolous clouds held on the top of the mountain, and rumors that the daughters of ordinary people might be kidnapped if they walked on the street, so they dared not come out to show off.

But now Qianqian looked around and saw that there were all women walking around, there were silver-haired old women struggling to sell tofu and noodles, and there were also elderly women who looked hurriedly and carried small rice baskets.More young girls, almost running around.

Several of them accidentally bumped into Qianqian's body, looked back apologetically, and ran away before they could say sorry.It was like there was a vicious dog chasing them behind them.

Qianqian has come here twice to say nothing...