Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 239
Jiang Yuwan was really frightened by the lunatic who suddenly rushed towards her.

Anyone who pushes the door anxiously in the middle of the night will be frightened by something with loose black hair, eerie laughter, and strange behavior like a female ghost.

She didn't react at all, and subconsciously followed Qi Chuan's broad and strong chest, and the tip of her nose smelled of the good saponin on Qi Chuan's body.

He has never liked incense, only the clothes are clean, and the fresh and light smell of saponins is often lingering on them.

Jiang Yuwan had only smelled this simple and pleasant smell from him.

The heart pounded, gradually matching the rhythm of another heart that was very close.

Jiang Yuwan was slow to realize that she was still in Qi Chuan's arms, a blush appeared on her fair face, and she quickly left Qi Chuan's chest.

"fine."

Came out of Qi Chuan's embrace as if nothing had happened, Jiang Yuwan bit her bright red lips lightly, "The one just now should have been thrown into limbo and couldn't bear to go crazy, it's really scary."

When she said the last three words, she couldn't help showing a bit of annoyed coquettishness and complaints.

Qi Chuan heard it funny, but his heart softened, and he agreed: "Yes, there are very few concubines who can stay awake in the cold palace."

Once the scenery is down and down, and he is being tortured in this cold palace, no one visits and no one cares, who can stay awake.

Jiang Yuwan was a little cold. She looked at the vines that covered the corridor. The deep corridor seemed like a beast that chooses to eat people. It opened its mouth in the dark night, waiting to swallow its prey.

"How many sober people can there be in the palace?"

"Power and wealth can be possessed if you want to, but who can keep the original intention?"

She lowered her eyes slowly, and even she herself was sitting withered day and night, forgetting her original intention.

Jiang Yuwan looked at Qi Chuan, with hesitation and confusion in her eyes that she didn't know herself, "What was it that I wanted...?"

The words she said were almost whispers, blown away by the evening wind, as if they had never existed.

Qi Chuan felt a pain in his heart, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and his voice was hoarse, "It's okay, I can accompany you to find it."

Get back your original intention, and also find the past that you have forgotten.

Jiang Yuwan suddenly realized that since her rebirth, she seemed to have no desires and desires, all she wanted was to wish for the sudden death of the emperor.

But in the days of looking forward to the sudden death of the emperor, she wasted her time, so why did God give her such an opportunity.

Jiang Yuwan knows that she is not a saint, so her desires and desires are not true desires and desires.

Rather, like someone lost on a journey.

I don't know the way forward, I don't know the way back.

The whistling wind swept across the courtyard, and there were rustling noises in every corner of the courtyard, as if countless things were secretly coveting.

"Wan Wan."

The cold hands hanging by the side were picked up by a pair of warm and slender hands, and then placed in the heart.

"listen."

Jiang Yuwan really calmed down and listened. In the boundless night and the desolate courtyard, she looked into a pair of soft and soft black eyes, and the heartbeat in her ears gradually became clearer.

It echoes with the frequency of the rhythm of the subordinates.

"People's hearts are changeable, and the original intention is hard to keep. If you listen to Wanwan, the rhythm of your heart will not change. Only you can make it fall."

"……Little sea."

Jiang Yuwan's lips squirmed a few times, her peach blossom eyes were clear, and the expression on her face was also defenseless.

Qi Chuan curled his lips, and his dark eyes were full of sunny smiles, "Wanwan, if your heart is sunny, why are you afraid of getting lost?"

The heart is sunny, and the river is late.

Wanwan, you are my original heart.

"Let's go." Qi Chuan took Jiang Yuwan's delicate hand, and led her calmly through a dark and treacherous corridor.

They held hands where no one could see.

Qi Chuan forced himself to be calm, for fear that Jiang Yuwan would come to his senses and throw himself away if he said one more word.

Fortunately, he was safe and sound, holding Wanwan's hand as he wished, and walked through the corridor.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to make the corridor longer.

(End of this chapter)