Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 915 Only hug each other for warmth
Xuanyuan Chen took the letter and looked at it. After reading it, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said: "He is a very good person."

"Yes." Zhao Yuanxiang said with a smile: "If you didn't exist, maybe I would be with him."

Xuanyuan Chen hugged her and said, "I don't think so."

Zhao Yuanxiang looked at him sideways: "Why?"

"Because your temperaments are actually very different." Xuanyuan Chen said slowly: "But I thought before that if you were with him, I would be at ease. But it doesn't mean that you will treat him Tempted, between you... how should I put it, there is something wrong."

At first Zhao Yuanxiang thought he was just jealous, so he said that, but after hearing what he said next, he realized that he was really analyzing it seriously.

She thought for a while, then nodded slightly: "Maybe that's the case, the prince and I are really far apart. Maybe we will get along well for a short time, but living together all year round, I'm afraid it will be difficult..."

Her childhood was spent in the mountains, and her life experience is also unusual. Ever since she was born, she has had the hatred of killing her mother.And the experience of the previous life made her not only miserable when she was young, but even after she got married, she lived in hell on earth.

But Tang Yi is different, he was born in the royal family, born to the same mother as the emperor, he has lived a good life since he was a child, with clothes to eat and mouth to eat, his life is extremely good, and he has hardly experienced any hardships.That's why he was able to develop such a free and easy character as he is now.

Zhao Yuanxiang and Tang Yi's life experience, growth environment, experience, and experience are all different.

Tang Yi can make her happy with funny words, but Tang Yi can't empathize with her feelings.There is nothing to be seen in the short time of getting along, and even his happiness can infect Zhao Yuanxiang, making Zhao Yuanxiang as happy as him.But if time goes by, the depression in Zhao Yuanxiang's heart will only accumulate more and more, no one can understand.

Therefore, between her and Tang Yi, it's not that Xuanyuan Chen came earlier than Tang Yi, nor is it just that they reunited later.

Xuanyuan Chen's experience is more miserable than Zhao Yuanxiang's, and the national and family hatred he bears is several times heavier than Zhao Yuanxiang's personal hatred.In this way, they can have enough mood to understand each other.

They are like two people frozen in the white snow. They don't need someone who stands under the sun and smiles and expresses concern for them, and the people under the sun will never walk into the white snow around them.They can only survive if they hug each other for warmth.

"So, even if I don't exist, there will still be someone else. In short, that person is unlikely to be him." While talking, Xuanyuan Chen lowered his head and pinched Zhao Yuanxiang's face, saying: "But luckily there is me, Because I'm worried about handing you over to someone else."

Zhao Yuanxiang laughed: "I think you are just waiting for an opportunity to say this sweet talk?"

Xuanyuan Chen said with a smile: "I was discovered by you, how is it, is the sweet talk nice?"

"It sounds good," Zhao Yuanxiang said slowly, "But you can't tell others, you know?"

"Is it up to you to order?" Xuanyuan Chen laughed, looked at the shells on the table, and said, "I have nothing to do in the afternoon, I will accompany you to string the shells together."

"Can you do well?" Zhao Yuanxiang had an expression of disbelief.

Xuanyuan Chen walked to the door and ordered Qing Sang to fetch the gold thread, then came back and said: "I carved the wooden figure in your sachet, can my craftsmanship be inferior?"

　I have always wanted to write about the reason why Tang Yi can’t be the hero. I originally wanted to write the author’s words, but after thinking about it, this is also a story in the article, so it’s better to write it as the content

　　
　
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