Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1720 If You Don't Come, I Will Not Leave

Anyway, he won everything by relying on his own strength. If God's will was followed, he might have died [-] times earlier.

"Even if there are tribulations, it is still the phoenix's nirvana, and her rebirth from the ashes will only make her stronger and go further." Feng Qingqian's bones carry the predatory nature inherited from the Feng family's blood.Always just want to hold what you want in your hands.

"Feng Qiqi, do you think that if I betrothed Feng Jiujiu or Feng Xiaosan, or other upstarts in the court, would we still have fate?" Mingyou seemed to be feeling extraordinarily emotional since he came down from the mountain, maybe he had seen too much. Story after story.

Feng Qingqian drank two more gulps, with domineering and violent eyes, "Even if you are married as a woman, I can snatch you over. I forgot to tell you, in fact, as early as the moment you opened your eyes and looked at me, I Just know, you can only be mine, otherwise, you think I am willing to hold a baby."

Sometimes the disgust in the mouth is just to cover up the sudden love and strong affection.

Mingyou leaned on his shoulder, "In the next life, do we still have fate?"

Feng Qing said, "Our fate is from life to life, I can find you wherever you hide."

"Then what if I live to be a hundred years like a member of the Wuling tribe?" Mingyou thought, sometimes longevity is not necessarily a good thing!She thought, the secrets of heaven are not something that can be glimpsed casually, and there is always a price to be paid for the glimpse of heaven's will.

"Even if you live to be a thousand years old, that's also my woman!" Feng Qingqian said domineeringly. "Even if I die, I will wait for you by the Wangchuan River, whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, if you don't come, I will definitely not leave!"

Mingyou was moved, and wanted to force away the heat in his eyes, "Okay."

In fact, in the Goddess Hall, she also saw her own destiny. The witch spirit goddess Mingyouyang lived at 320 and three years old. Yangshou.

Mingyou thought, then she and Feng Qiqi have only been married for 75 years?

Although 75 years is a long time for a human being, it seems too short for her 320 years old.She wants to be like her ancestors, enduring her loneliness for a hundred years?
Hearing Feng Qingqian say that it doesn't matter if he waits for a hundred years or a thousand years, he will definitely wait, and Mingyou feels at ease.

That's right, no matter where they are, they still miss each other, it's all the same in Huangquanbiluo, in the mundane world!
Mingyou drank a few sips of peach blossom wine, feeling dizzy, and didn't know whether it was a dream or waking up.

She seemed to hear low, numb laughter, and someone called her a fool, which sounded like Feng Qingqian's voice, but she didn't think so, she wasn't a fool, what did she call her for?
Feng Qingqian leaned over and secretly kissed her twice, and took her back home after eating the tofu to her heart's content.

When they entered the door, Nuonuo and Fengming were still eating on the table, seeing his father coming back with their mother in his arms, they immediately asked, "Father, what's wrong with mother?"

"Drunk!" After hearing this, the two children were relieved.Nuonuo also said contemptuously, "I've never seen someone who is more promising than Niang, you'll get drunk after just two sips."

Feng Ming glanced at her, "Maybe you will be the same in the future."

Nuo Nuo proudly said, "No way, Chang Feng secretly gave me a sweet wine once, and it was a little bit spicy." He even stretched out his hand to compare.

Chang Feng's heart tightened, and he looked at Feng Qingqian uneasily. Sure enough, Feng Qingqian heard it, and with a chill in his eyes, Chang Feng immediately said, "I, I'm going to fetch water!"

(End of this chapter)