The lord's stunning concubine

Chapter 1606 1629 Goodbye Qu Liruo (3)

Ning Qianmo was leaning there like that at this time, which gave Jiang Liancheng an illusion that Ning Qianmo was not breathing at this time, and he looked like a dead person without a trace of life.

Jiang Liancheng remembered that Ning Qianmo was in good health when he was young. Although he was not as good at martial arts as he was, he was not the kind of person who would get sick every day, but now, he seemed to be in a sickness tank the same people.

He sighed softly in his heart, tears welled up in his eyes.

He always felt that what they were going to do could not tolerate any soft-heartedness, nor could there be any mistake, but for some reason, seeing Ning Qianmo's appearance at this time, his heart became a little dazed again, and he just She felt that Ning Qianmo had exhausted all her energy for that matter, carefully calculated day after day, and lived in torment every day, as if she had exhausted all the blood in her heart.

Jiang Liancheng suddenly couldn't bear it. Thinking of what Ning Qianmo said to him some time ago, he felt extremely sad. They really paid a huge price for that thing to happen.

The price includes the lives of their close relatives, their youth over the years, Ning Qianmo's love, and Ning Qianmo's health, but for them, it seems that from the beginning, they have no more choices, After choosing that path, there is no room for regret.

Ning Qianmo seemed to sense Jiang Liancheng's gaze, and slowly turned her head to look at Jiang Liancheng.

Jiang Liancheng knew that his heart was not very good at first, he really didn't want Ning Qianmo to see him like this again, so he turned his head away very quickly, opened the curtain, and disappeared into the vast night very quickly among.

It's just that no matter how fast he turned his head, Ning Qianmo still saw the abnormality in his eyes, the slightly condensed water light, in this extremely cold night, it was extremely warm to Ning Qianmo, but his heart was full of tears. There was a bit of bitterness.

Ning Qianmo let out a long sigh that was barely audible, he lowered his eyelashes lightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, he thought of his mother who had never been masked, and the mother who lost her face to protect him. The aunt of life, and his master.

He has always known what kind of path he chose when he chose to return to the capital of Daye. If there is a hell in the world, he thinks he has already fallen into the hell of Abi.

The beautiful rivers and mountains, the delicate face like jade, the youthful and withered body, and the alluring love had all been buried when he chose this path.

He once felt that his life might have lost any color since he was born, and he originally thought that even if he had no color in his life and was carrying so many things, he didn't need to see any color.

But when he saw her, when his heart was beating for her, he clearly saw the catkins flying all over the sky, the red plums blooming on the branches, and the thousands of miles of green paved with blue.

He knew then that she might be the only color in his life.

He had already seen through her eyes at that time, the cold air that was drifting for thousands of miles and frozen in the long river, but he felt that there was a beautiful color in that cold air, and he also felt that the cold air that filled the sky seemed to be still surging. The warmth that moved his heart and soul, even though the warmth was very faint and difficult to find, still made him feel a strong longing in his heart, and he wanted to get closer to her.

(End of this chapter)