Feng Nitianjiao: Three Lives Three Worlds Song in the Cloud

Chapter 742 Can Xue Holds Deep Hatred [18]

Ling Xueyuan froze there, she knew that Yan Fangli was the only one in his heart, but she never thought, "But your queen is me, not Yan Fangli..."

She is his queen, isn't she? Yan Fangli is gone, so she, Ling Xueyuan, is his wife. The whole world thinks so, doesn't it?

"A queen is not equal to being a wife!" He carefully let go of her hand holding him, "Xue Yuan, do you know that you have already made me feel ashamed to stay in Yaoyue Palace anymore! I am sorry for Fang because of what I have done." Regarding the matter of leaving, the Yaoyue Palace where she used to live, I have no face to come in again in this life! I am afraid that one day, when she comes back, she will sadly abandon me when she sees me do such a thing! "

Ling Xueyuan screamed, "That's impossible! She won't come back, Your Majesty, don't lie to yourself for the rest of your life, okay, she won't come back again! The whole world knows that Yan Fangli, the princess of Zhenguo, is dead! You Don't you remember? Have you forgotten the tomb you erected for her after you ascended the throne?"

"She will come back!" Yu Jingzhuo gritted his teeth and forced himself to look at Ling Xueyuan, "My Fangli will definitely come back! I will wait for her in this palace, she will not leave me alone ! She will come back! When she comes back, I will kneel before her and beg her forgiveness."

"The person who should beg her for forgiveness is me, not you! All of this is caused by me alone! It has nothing to do with you!" She cried out hoarsely, "It's all my fault and has nothing to do with the emperor!"

"Xue Yuan, leave Yaoyue Palace after packing up, I will order people to seal this palace, and I will never come in here again in this life!" After Yu Jingzhuo finished speaking, he turned and left, no matter how Ling Xueyuan cried, He never looked back.

Ling Xueyuan finally realized that in this life, Yu Jingzhuo would never have anything to say to her again. She had ruined the only remaining connection between herself and Yu Jingzhuo for all that she directed.

"Your Majesty, you can't treat me like this..." Her desolate cry echoed on the beams of Yaoyue Palace for a long time.

In the hut by the hot spring, Luo Yanying was suddenly awakened by a scream, she sat up suddenly, sweating profusely.

Ning Xuanwu sat up and hugged her in his arms, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Luo Yanying nodded, "I heard a woman's cry, the voice was so shrill, like a ghost, it scared me to death..."

"I'm here, I'm fine..." Ning Xuanwu hugged her even tighter, "It's dawn, why don't you get up?"

Luo Yanying looked out the window, it was already dawn, "Get up, let's make breakfast for Xuanwu!"

She smiled and reached out to get her clothes, but was surprised to see that there were no clothes on the bed, but saw Ning Xuanwu take out her obscene clothes from his arms, "It's cold, put them on directly for fear that you will catch cold, so put them in your arms and give them to you." You covered it for a while! Now you can wear it..."

He smiled and put it on carefully for her, the clothes carried his body temperature, Yan Ying was moved in her heart, she suddenly remembered the Huangbang she saw in the town yesterday, her smile froze, how long can she have this kind of happiness?
"Think about the emperor's list?" Xuan Wu seemed to understand what she was worried about, "I saw it yesterday too! Ik, I just want you to say a word. If you don't agree, I won't go anywhere, and I will guard you!"

Luo Yanying fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

(End of this chapter)