The villain took me crooked after wearing the book

Chapter 455 You Will Forget Him

The next day, Shen Mingnan invited Master Hui Ning to the Zangyue Pavilion.

And he left temporarily because he had to deploy some things.

Hui Ning's white beard is very long, and his voice is quiet and peaceful: "Benefactor, please stay safe."

Zhao Huiwei sat on the bed, looked at him, and said in silence for a moment, "Can I still live?"

Hui Ning smiled and said, "Benefactor, you are not from this world."

Seeing Zhao Huiwei pursed his lips tightly, he continued: "This is the path chosen by the benefactor."

Zhao Huiwei was taken aback: "I chose?"

"It's coming to an end, benefactor, do you still remember what the old monk told you about the rules of this world?"

She looked at his kind eyebrows and said word by word: "Is it life... in exchange for life?"

"Shen Mingnan didn't die on the battlefield as the falsified ending in the book, but he drank a glass of chronic poisoned wine at the banquet before leaving, and finally had an attack on the battlefield, resulting in death."

Zhao Huiwei's face turned slightly pale, Hui Ning continued: "Su Qianqian is dead, you are the last choice."

"Die instead of him, let him live, the world will not collapse."

Zhao Huiwei's lips trembled uncontrollably, and after a long while, he asked softly, "What about me?"

Hui Ning put his hands together: "Amitabha, the benefactor is still alive because I gave you a heaven-defying heart-protecting pill, and the Gu King filled the vacancy in your heart to maintain your current life. Go back to your own world, your mission has been completed." After a pause, he continued: "Don't worry, benefactor, after you go back, your memory will be cleared, don't worry about feeling uncomfortable, you will forget him."

Silence, long silence, so long that her legs were numb and her heart ached. Finally, she replied softly, "I see."

When Shen Mingnan came back here again, it was getting late, and he was exhausted, but thinking that Cheng Shengquan was living on pills, he couldn't help but sneered, he wanted to see if he was really as good as heaven The Taoist said that he can live a long life.

He pushed open the door, Zhao Huiwei was awake, she looked at the black thread weaving in her hand seriously and intently, Shen Mingnan closed the door, walked forward and asked: "What are you weaving?"

Zhao Huiwei looked up at him, her loose black hair made her face look smaller and whiter, she slightly curled her mouth, "Luozi."

Shen Mingnan's eyes brightened slightly: "Is it for me?"

"Yeah." She lifted it up and looked at it. This is the neatest time she has knitted with great care: "It will be finished soon, and I will put a wishful piece in it for you, and bless you in safety."

His brows and eyes also softened: "Okay."

Three days later, he received the gift she woven, and this time he put it in his heart.

On the sixth day of December, it snowed in the capital. This was the first snow this year, and it was also Zhao Huiwei's first winter here.

She was afraid of the cold, wearing a silver fox fur cloak, holding a stove in her hand, and looked at the snowflakes in the sky curiously.

Everyone in Beijing thought she was dead. Shen Mingnan was afraid that she would get sick, so he never let her step out of the palace. This was because she ran out quietly while he was going to Beijing for business.

Ah Tong gestured anxiously with his hands, and Zhao Huiwei gave her a soft "shh": "I'll just take another look, just take a look, I miss my family a little bit."

Ah Tong hesitated for a moment, then stopped talking, and instead helped Zhao Huiwei to block the wind and let her continue watching.

Cangyue Pavilion did not know when the pale pink plum blossoms were removed, and now they are in full bloom, adding a touch of color to the garden.

She has not seen the wind for a long, long time.

(End of this chapter)