Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1737 I'm sorry, I can't give up on you

"Xi Yue, what are you talking about? How can there be such a weird thing in the world?" Nan Wushuang couldn't believe it.

Take away Mo Lan's memory of her?Obliterated Mo Lan's qualification to be emotional?Why?
"It's just that such a weird thing happened to Mo Lan." Ye Xiyue said in a deep voice, "Suddenly, I became a little curious about Mo Lan's origin."

There was a sharp light in her eyes.

The three present also knew that Mo Lan was not from the Ye family, he was brought back by his grandfather from outside, and they had always regarded him as a member of the Ye family.

"Do you know who did it?" Mu Feng asked: "It's not easy to find out what happened seven years ago now. Since the other party dared to attack Mo Lan, he must be someone who knows Mo Lan well. Maybe the other party also knows about Mo Lan. history."

"People from the elves."

"Elves?" Mu Feng was surprised, "It shouldn't be. People of the elves have always lived long, noble, elegant, intelligent, beautiful, and have a certain degree of cleanliness and nature. They live in the forest and are relatively loosely organized. They are equal and friendly to each other. The elves are tall, intelligent and beautiful, with elegant manners and sharp eyes. They are best at poetry and music. Only fire, sharp blades, or great sorrow can kill elves.

How could such a rare and noble race attack Mo Lan? "

"Did you forget this?" Ye Xiyue took out the crystal token from her bosom, "This is also something from the elves."

"Xue Wushang mentioned before that this crystal token is owned by the royal family of the elves."

"That person is Ice Dance."

"It's her?" Mu Feng gasped, "The person who sent the four evil spirits to snatch Qinzi was actually Bing Wu."

Jing Chiyue snorted coldly, "It's not surprising, it seems that the elves are not as noble and friendly as the rumors say, the princesses of the elves can do this kind of dirty business, others, one can imagine .”

Ye Xiyue murmured: "It seems that behind the elves are hidden secrets that no one knows... What exactly is it?"

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Nan Wushuang learned about what Mo Lan had experienced. She knew that Mo Lan might never fall in love with any opposite sex again in her life, but she still didn't want to give up.

She didn't know whether Mo Lan had a crush on her seven years ago, but it was true that she had a crush on Mo Lan.

Whenever she thinks of what Ye Xiyue said: Someone doesn't want Mo Lan to be emotional, so when he takes away his memory of the special opposite sex, she will feel a suffocating pain in her heart.

What kind of person did she fall in love with?
She used to think that she and him were just two ordinary people, but now it seems that she thought everything too simply.

A relationship that hadn't even started yet was strangled in the bud just like that...

In the back garden of Ye Mansion, Nan Wushuang stood behind the flowers and plants, looking at the man buried in the painting in the gazebo from a distance. He was dressed in white and his hair was dancing lightly. He looked like an ink painting, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were full of that handsome man, I'm sorry, I can't give up on you...

Whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, the person I like, Nan Wushuang, will definitely not give up so easily.

Even knowing that there is no result in the end, I don't want to give up on you.

Maybe her fate is like this, falling in love with a man who may not like her in this life.

(End of this chapter)