My family's alluring concubine

Chapter 823 The Bitterness of the Mask

When the mask said this, Nalan Zhenyue didn't know how to speak for a while.

She didn't expect that such a story was hidden behind the mask, and the protagonist of this story was still her. How could she tell it? Fate?
To be honest, she doesn't believe in fate, even if everyone has their own destiny, so what, the most important thing is not to be dominated, but to be dominated by oneself in her own hands.

Nalan Zhenyue actually hated the word fate, because Mo Zifei's fate was weird and unpredictable.

He is her man, but she is always afraid, what if one day he disappears? ? ?
Nalan Zhenyue's sudden silence made the mask guess what she was thinking at this moment, the bitter arc of the corner of her mouth became wider and wider, Nalan Zhenyue heard the mask saying, he was saying, "Those pictures Among them, Mo Zifei has no future."

These words were very clear, and it seemed that they had passed through tens of thousands of time and reached her ears. At that moment, her face suddenly turned pale, and her whole body trembled.

The mask knew that Nalan Zhenyue didn't like to hear such words, but what he said was the truth. All the things that happened in those fragmentary pictures were staged in reality. He knew that she would become a teaching assistant at Zifeng Academy, so He also became a teaching assistant. He knew that she would not die after falling off the cliff. She was really alive and well. She also knew that her future would be bright, and Mo Zifei, who appeared around her in those pictures, Is dark, without any light, he has no future.

This was back then in Xiajingtian, why did he have to talk to Mozi about that.

He has no future, and Nalan Zhenyue, whose love is as deep as the sea, loses him one day, what will it be like?
He didn't dare to imagine, he didn't expect her to accept him, but he hoped to see her smile all the time.

The mask thought that Nalan Zhenyue would be angry, or angry, but she was very quiet, it was too quiet.

After a while, she slowly raised her head, looked at the mask, and said, "He is immortal."

The mask froze.

Nalan Zhenyue's slender eyelashes were trembling, "He has existed for a very, very long time, in the three realms of heaven and land, he has existed for too long, he will not die, even if he really wants to know if there is reincarnation , but he still can’t die, he doesn’t know what death feels like.”

Her words paused, "This is what he told me a long time ago."

The mask was deeply shocked.

Nalan Zhenyue's calm and deep eyes looked directly at the eyes behind the mask, and continued: "You said he has no destiny, even he himself doesn't know what his own destiny is, the mask, to be honest, I am not willing to believe in the word fate, but sometimes, it makes me have to believe, just like the existence of Mo Zifei, but what can this represent? His future is unknown, so let I will create it, you know me, you know who I am, no matter how difficult or fortunate, I will never give up."

The heart of the mask is throbbing.

Even though he knew that her love was as deep as the sea, even if he knew the relationship between her and Mo Zifei, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard her say that. Many times, he wondered why his fate was not arranged in Nalanzhen. The person next to Yue.

He was still a little selfish and wanted to be the one by her side.

But
(End of this chapter)