Princess, be nice

Chapter 1465
"What choice?"

Long Quyuan saw that he was smiling so 'wretchedly', and his brows and eyes, which were originally composed, evoked a hint of indifference.

After all, he still knows himself as his uncle very well. If he hadn't been fully prepared, he wouldn't have said these words and let himself make a choice. What choice should he make?

Xuan Ling looked at him leisurely, "This choice is easy and simple, but difficult and difficult. Doesn't Yuan Changhuan have two personalities now? Uncle Master, the choice I let you make is to choose the one who has a relationship with you." Yi, does Yuan Changhuan belong to your previous life, body and mind, or this Yuan Changhuan, whose body and mind belong to Xie Ci."

In fact, Long Quyuan already had a bottom line in his heart, knowing what the choice Xuanling mentioned was, but he had already made a decision on this choice. At that time, he actually hesitated.

Why is he hesitating, hesitating if he chooses the Yuan Changhuan in this life that he should choose, will he not be worth the thank you?

How could it be possible, he had calculated it all, the marriage line between Xiao Huan'er and Xie Ci had been broken long ago, and her marriage line was heading towards his own.

Thinking of this, Long Quyuan's eyes remained unchanged, and he replied calmly, "Naturally, I chose to stay."

Xuan Ling applauded, "Very good, very good, as expected of the poor monk's nephew, just have confidence in yourself, but it is a good thing to have confidence, this blind self-confidence, just..."

"Hey, I also feel sorry for Yuan Changhuan from the previous life. Before she was too young, she was touched by you. Those who love you will die or live. Now that you are all right, you actually chose another woman. Poor, poor."

In the past, if he heard Xuanling speak in such a tone, Long Quyuan would act as if he was watching a joke, but now, for some reason, hearing Xuanling's words, he just wanted to crush Xuanling's straw body.

"Enough said?"

The cold but clear voice resounded in Xuanling's ears, and Xuanling suddenly lost his laughter, like a dying person whose throat was being strangled.

"Enough is enough, as long as you don't regret the choice you make, after all, I don't want to see you regret it." After the fire burned, the reason why Xuanling did not escape was because it fell into Xie Ci's hands and he couldn't escape even if he ran away.

Therefore, he chose the best method, which was to feign death first, because he calculated that his nephew would definitely turn to him for help in the future. His soul is immortal, and his nephew will always save him.

After escaping the thank you, what is he afraid of?

The present thank you, certainly did not pay attention to him. Xuan Ling made a good plan, but he didn't count that his nephew saved him, but he also made a rotten straw to trap him.

Is this also the true biography of his senior brother?

Every time he took a step, Xuanling felt that the rotten smell on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he even despised himself. If he walked in the crowd, he would definitely be regarded as a monster.

It smells like the decay of a dead person, but with a handsome monk's face, anyone will find it weird.

The more Xuanling thought about it, the more frustrated he became. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Long Quyuan, "When I finish, remember to change my body. I always feel that this body will decay into mud at any time. ..."

(End of this chapter)