My Cold CEO Fiancee

In the endless darkness, ye Lingtian saw many pictures.

He knew that was the past of cold autumn.

Those pain and tears, finally let ye Lingtian understand why the cold autumn water has become this picture.

No! To be exact, in qiushuihan, sacrifice himself and send him to the immortal Dharma world, he will understand.

She is the same Wu Xijun who plays the piano and sings for herself, but

Hatred made her have to bury these vague feelings in her heart.

Even when forced to do so, they have to sacrifice their beloved men.

In many people's opinion, the right choice is to grasp the existing happiness.

But how many people understand that happiness is always a luxury in the face of thousands of years of hatred.

When a green light came from the space, ye Lingtian saw a world of falling snow.

There are no high-rise buildings, no neon flashing, and the world is silent except for the sound of falling snow.

Ye Lingtian knows that this is the immortal Dharma world, a space similar to his ancient world.

And then he's like a bolt of lightning, darting into a person.

Fate is always so magical, this dying man, also known as ye Lingtian.

However, his experience is much simpler than ye Lingtian, and his social status is not on the same level with ye Lingtian.

The only connection between them is the same deep obsession and a strong heart.

After reading ye Lingtian's memory, ye Lingtian's mind saw the vague figure turned into dust and dissipated between heaven and earth, and also saw the hope and reluctance in his eyes.

At this time, ye Lingtian has not opened his eyes, because the Zhenshen Tianbei in the mind is lit up at the moment when it enters the immortal Dharma world.

The previously blurred inscriptions are now very clear.

Previously, this slightly weak body is undergoing a crazy transformation under the guidance of Zhenshen Tianbei.

Ye Lingtian lies on a broken bed.

Next to him sat a woman in a white Hanfu.

Her long silky hair was tied with white ribbons at will. In the dim light, she looked deeply at the man with his eyes closed and carefully wiped the blood gushing from the corners of his mouth.

In her eyes, there are sentimental, indignant, more helpless.

When the man's pulse is gone, the hot towel hits the bed.

Trembling, she picked up the hot towel again and held it in her hand.

"I will ask the patriarch to prepare the best coffin for you and bury you in Yejia village."

She stood up, thinking of her own situation, and then looked at the pale man, whose words were full of pain.

"If the patriarch does not allow it, I will take all my savings from these years."

"These savings can't be buried in Shangyin city. Yejia village can."

"I will also write your name on the tombstone. After so many years, you may not even remember your own name."

She bit red lips, opened the door, the wind and snow blowing into the simple cottage.

Around is the courtyard of the Zheng family, which is crisscrossed with pavilions.

As one of the top ten aristocratic families, the Zheng family in the eastern part of the Xianfa world could not compare with those of the middle-level Xianmen, but it was the supreme existence in shangyincheng.

The history of Zheng family is the history of Shangyin City, which is brilliant because of Zheng family.

However, as the daughter of the former patriarch, why does the Zheng family not even have a place to live?

Stepping on the thick snow, Zheng Xueyu slowly walked into his boudoir.

After opening the box left by his father, the tears that he endured for a long time finally fell down.

Are not striving for success, if they also like those legitimate talents out of the group, become friars, Zheng family high-level will treat him like this?

In the world of immortal law, the strong are respected. In front of the strength, there is no human feelings to talk about.

Taking out a new suit of clothes, Zheng Xueyu was a little distracted.

This dress was bought by a silver coin in the Wangjiazhuang of Shangyin city in late autumn.

Spring Festival is coming soon. Ye Lingtian hasn't changed her new clothes for many years, which has never been seen in the servants of Zheng family.

According to Zheng Xueyu's idea, we should let ye Lingtian wear this new dress to celebrate the new year.

What do you think? Before the year's end, ye Lingtian was beaten to vomit blood because of a dispute with others. Just now, he died.

"It's hopeless to avenge you. I'm sorry, my father shouldn't have brought you out of Yejia village. I shouldn't have let you stay by my side."

"If you had been in Yejia village, you would have been more humble, and you would have lived with dignity."

"If you are not with me, you will not suffer so much anger and suffer so much for me if you are not with me."

With brand new clothes, Zheng Xueyu walked into the simple cottage of Ye Lingtian.Looking at the pale man on the bed, Zheng Xueyu's icy face suddenly crossed several silk smiles.

"In fact, it's OK. You haven't done anything wrong in your life, and you will be able to have a good family in the next life."

Pick up the hot towel on the table, and wipe the blood stains on the corner of the mouth for ye Lingtian, and have a look at ye Lingtian's clothes full of blood.

Zheng Xueyu hesitated and finally walked into the kitchen.

It took me a long time to make a fire and make a big pot of hot water.

Previously, ye Lingtian did these things. After ye Lingtian fell down, Zheng Xueyu had to do them himself.

Carrying hot water, he came to the hut.

Zheng Xueyu throws the towel into the basin, sits next to ye Lingtian, wipes his face first, then shakes his small hand, and takes off the clothes of the man's upper body.

There is a custom in the eastern continent that people come to this world clean and clean when they leave.

According to the law, it can't be done by Zheng Xueyu, but if she doesn't, who will do it?

It's very good that the patriarch can agree to let ye Lingtian fall to his roots. As for the preparation of a good coffin for a grand burial, the patriarch agrees, and the elders will not agree.

Gently wipe the chest full of bruises, Zheng Xueyu knows that this is the fatal blow.

What a cruel heart, fighting this place is killing people!

Zheng Xueyu tried to calm himself down, washed the towel, and was ready to continue to wipe.

WOW!

Ye Lingtian spat out a mouthful of blood.

PATA!

The wrung towel fell into the basin.

Zheng Xueyu quickly according to the pulse of Ye Lingtian.

He turned around and ran out of the house like crazy.

"Miss, come back Come back From the simple hut came ye Lingtian's voice.

In the courtyard, Zheng Xueyu turns around and quietly looks at ye Lingtian on the bed and struggles to sit up.

Looking at the woman in the snow, ye Lingtian smiles bitterly: "don't go to them, those pills, they won't give."

Zheng Xueyu took a deep breath, and his voice was colder than the snow falling from the sky.

"I beg them, and they will give them."

Ye Lingtian shook his head and said: "let you beg them, it's better to let me die!"

Zheng Xueyu looked at the gate of the courtyard and looked back at ye Lingtian in the hut. He said in a clear voice: "it is better to live than to die."

Ye Lingtian wants to get out of bed, but finds that the body is too heavy.

The transformation of Xianli's meridians is not over. It will take some time to recover the previous combat power.

"I'm ok. Just take a rest. Believe me, it's OK."

Zheng Xueyu is still hesitating. For a moment, his head is white.

"Miss, it's cold outside. Let's go inside. Let's talk slowly."

Zheng Xueyu looked at the direction of the patriarch, and finally entered the house with the door.

After glancing at ye Lingtian, Zheng Xueyu said in a quiet voice: "I'll go to ask the patriarch, not to mention the miraculous elixir. At least there are still some fairy herbs. Taking them every day is much better than slowly curing wounds."

You still want to get back to God? Don't you understand why they play this game? Don't say that there is no magic herb.

The reason why they are like this is to make you become a loner and make you do it!

Ye Lingtian really didn't expect to cross to the immortal Dharma world and fall into the status of a servant, but did not expect this pair of master and servant lead such a oppressive life.

Perhaps because of this, the man with the same name walked so freely and willingly.

If his soul sticks to this body, ye Lingtian will lose his strength in seizing the body. Even if he has a little bit of it, it will take a long time to raise him.

This is also the reason why the cold autumn water and Qin Ruyan recovered their memory in the real world more than ten years later.

Fortunately, this situation did not happen to ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian also understood the meaning of the man's eyes when he left.

I can willingly give you this physical body, but you have to take good care of the eldest lady for me, and let her live a happy life safely and happily.

Ye Lingtian didn't have so much time to play like this. Qiushuihan sacrificed himself to send him to the immortal Dharma world, for what, ye Lingtian knows better than anyone else.

Ye Lingtian knows what to do next.

However, from the perception of aura, the world of immortal Dharma is like a forest. In his current state, he can't help qiushuihan revenge in a short time.

In this case, they can only live in the Zheng family temporarily, understand the situation clearly, and then make waves.

"Don't worry, miss. It's just that if you don't die in a disaster, you'll have good luck. Shunzi's punch didn't kill me. Maybe I can make progress in my accomplishments in the future."

Ye Lingtian grinned.

Do you still want to cultivate? Zheng Xueyu frowns and suspects that ye Lingtian is confused.If you can't become a monk before you are 13 years old, you will never be a monk in your whole life.

Zheng Xueyu, 17 years old, is not a monk yet. He basically gives up the idea of cultivation.

Ye Lingtian is 20 years old. He is far away from the friar than Zheng Xueyu. He also hopes to develop his cultivation together. Isn't this a dream?

"Don't think about your accomplishments. Keep your heart at ease. When I find an opportunity to terminate the contract, you can go back to Yejia village."

Zheng Xueyu stood up, looked elsewhere, and then said, "even if you don't go back to Yejia village, it's good to be a little bit of a living in Shangyin city. You can live a lifetime if you're not a monk."

Ye Lingtian looks at Zheng Xueyu's gorgeous side: "I'm gone. What should I do?"

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