Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1167 It's hard to give up in a lifetime.

But if this life can't be resolved, there will be a future life, maybe at that time, Yun Xiao can have some fate with her, but this is just deceiving himself and others, the chance of this is very slim.

Yun Xiao's body stiffened for a moment, and when he raised his head, his eyes were completely red, and his heart hurt even more than when the poisonous Gu poisoned him, so he murmured softly, "It's okay, as it is now, it's pretty good!"

Tears are pouring down!

Some things cannot be obtained with hard work and companionship, nor can he be persistent.

As far as Yun Xiao was concerned, his life was a life of ups and downs. Even if he had everything later, to him, it was just a big dream, a passing cloud.

Not worth mentioning.

He can give up everything, but he can't give up Fu Yuejun alone.

Sang Ling doesn't know why the word love hurts the most. There are many people in this world, some are obsessed with power, some are obsessed with fame and fortune, some are obsessed with gold and silver, but few are obsessed with the word love.

And in this world, those who are obsessed with love characters have never had a good death.

But such hurtful love words, but many young men who are like the wind and the moon are obsessed with it, and it becomes an obsession in their hearts, and finally merges into the obsession of flesh and blood, and it is difficult to let go of it in a lifetime.

In the end, it's a dilemma!
For several days, Sang Ling curled up on the bed and slept, and it was difficult for Fu Yuejun to even see her.

Fu Yuejun couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Minghui to wake her up from the bed. Sang Ling stood in front of her with disheveled hair, rubbed her eyes and said impatiently, "I'm sleeping soundly, why did you ask me to come here?"

She has a deep affection for sleeping.

Fu Yuejun was coaxing Ruyu to sleep, with his fingers resting on the cradle, the corners of his eyes and brows were soft, and he said softly, "Look at what time it is now, are you still sleeping?"

Sang Ling wobbled to the chair, sat on the pear flower chair crookedly, retracted her body into the chair, yawned and said, "I'm still a child, why can't I sleep?"

"..."

Fu Yuejun quickly looked up at her, with a playful smile on his lips: "My little doll didn't say anything, but you think you sleep less?"

Ruozhi is only a few months old, and sleeps twelve hours a day, and more than six hours a day, but how old is Sang Ling, can he compare with others?

Moreover, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Sang Ling was an old monster.

"baby?"

Sang Ling shivered, got down from the chair, took a look into the cradle, and her eyes lit up: "This baby has beautiful features, but it's a good life, much better than you guys."

Fu Yuejun looked serious: "What do you mean?"

She has to carefully consider every word Sang Ling says now.

"This baby will have a smooth life in the future. It's not like you. She was bathed in blood in the war. Simply put, she is the life of the princess!" Sang Ling swayed onto the chair again.

She huddled there and said, "Although she has no father or mother, she has a good destiny. In this life, there will be no catastrophe. It is a good destiny, but it is a pity that she is a dull woman." man of."

In this life, Sang Ling has seen the fate of many people, most of them are ups and downs, but seldom can be as wished, there is no serious illness or minor disaster in life, even the road of love is smooth sailing.

And still die.

Although this is also a secret, but their Yiling tribe is blessed by nature. This is the unique divine power bestowed on them by the gods. They can calculate the fate of others. As long as no gods are involved, they will not be condemned by heaven.

(End of this chapter)