Queen's Purpose

Chapter 603 Even if the result will not change in any way, you still can't control the desire that boils in your heart from time to time
He seemed really... reluctant.

Every day is so short, every day is telling myself to adapt and accept parting.

But the more we get along, the more procrastinated, and the longer we stay with her—even though she is no longer the sun of the past, and no longer has the bright and bright smile of the past, but he is still getting closer and closer day by day. The more reluctant.

That's right, I just can't bear it.

Even knowing that such reluctance is useless, even if the result will not change in any way, I still can't control the desire that sometimes boils in my heart.

Ah.

For the first time in his life, with a fluke mentality of zero hope, he gave birth to a strong desire for hope.

If so, time can be stopped.

…………

During dinner, she ate the food that the man put in her bowl very obediently, quietly, and there was no trace of impatience on her face.

After dinner, Quan Qingjiu went to the palace where Xuan Ling lived now.

When Xuan Ling heard him say that answer, he sighed imperceptibly, "Caomin already knew that this would be the result."

Quan Qingjiu didn't pay attention to his complicated eyes, but said indifferently: "I know you can do it."

"It can be done." Xuan Ling lowered his head and said helplessly, "It's just that the emperor should not regret it."

"I……"

He paused, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I don't regret many things in my life."

It's just that everything happened to her by accident, so he really can't talk too much now.

But he knows better that regret is useless, it is better not to think about it.

Xuan Ling didn't continue this topic, "One more thing - the master of the Feijiu Palace you mentioned is, without accident, a traitor from the Dark Witch line. Eagle Palace, the current Palace Master should not be her."

No matter how many more, he couldn't figure it out.

Quan Qingjiu frowned slightly, "What is the reason for the saint's entry into the world? I always feel that the Flying Eagle Palace may have something to do with me."

Xuan Ling shook his head, "This, Caomin will continue to investigate."

Quan Qingjiu hummed lightly, "You have worked hard during this time."

…………

Back at Longyin Palace, Xia Fanyin had already fallen asleep.

Quan Qingjiu took off his clothes and walked to the bed, and slowly lay down beside her. The woman's quiet and pale face was somewhat haggard and restless, and he gently wrapped her in his arms, but Seeing her red lips opening and closing, silently muttering something.

His bony fingers gently scraped across her face, "Xiaoqi, are you asleep?"

Probably fell asleep, obviously knowing what to do.

She even sank into a nightmare.

Quan Qingjiu looked at her for a while and realized that something was wrong with her, so he wanted to shake her awake.

"Little Seven?"

He patted her face lightly, lowered his head to her mouth to carefully discern what she said, and finally heard clearly, but it was...

"Eleven, eleven!"

The man's face turned gloomy, and the initial indifference and gentleness disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Xia, Fan, Yin!"

Xia Fanyin had a terrible dream, in which she went back to the day when she was kidnapped by people from Feijiu Palace.

When Eleven's sword sank into her chest, blood gushed out, and then Quan Qingjiu was seen falling on the long nail board.

Uncontrollable heart palpitations surged up, and the next second, I found that the nail board was fake, and all the surrounding scenes were fake, only those two people were left staring at her with half-smiles, and said in unison—"Damn it!" Come!"

(End of this chapter)