Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

"I want you to marry me!"

If you can't win her heart, it's fine to get her.

The desire of his life, he is so despicable.

Robbery, arrogant, Nalan Qingyun, whose eyes are high above the top, has actually fallen to the point of robbery.

He smiled bitterly, but he didn't regret it at all.

Despicable, be despicable!

It's better than a lifetime of hard thinking about love.

"You want me to marry you?" Qingfeng suddenly laughed softly, her steps stopped, and her expression was no longer anxious.

"Yes, as long as you are willing to marry me, I will save him now."

"No need!" She flatly refused: "We made an appointment to stay together forever, if I can't be with him, what's the point of him being alive?"

She slowly said to Nalan Qingyun: "He dies, I die, live in the same bed, die in the same hole, don't bother you."

Whispering softly, there are no bold words, but there are countless feelings in them. As long as the ears are not deaf, you can hear the feelings deep like the sea.

When Qingfeng's words fell, Nalan Qingyun couldn't believe it, he felt a puff in his chest, a mouthful of hot blood spewed out, and a drop of flower splashed down.

"Qingfeng, you..." His heart ached like a knife, and he looked at Qingfeng in disbelief.

How can this be so?

Love that man so deeply?

She would rather die with him than marry him.

Is he that bad?

Why, not even give him such a chance?

Qingfeng's eyes moved, looking at the flying blood flower, a bitterness flashed in her heart, she fixedly looked at Nalan Qingyun's fiery eyes.

In the dark blue is the burning love and pain for her.

Qingfeng sighed softly.

How could she not know Qingyun's deep affection.

However, she couldn't bear such deep affection, nor could she accept it.

She only has one heart, but she has already given it to someone else.

"Qingyun, we have known each other for three years, how can you not know my intentions? In this life, I have nothing to worry about. It was he who kept me. I was moved and let go. In this life, I am destined to live and die with him. Never give up."

"If I agree to your terms in order to save him, then to him, it's not saving, but harm, the most humiliating injury. I can't use our feelings as a bargaining chip."

"If you don't save him, I don't blame you, but, from now on, we are not even friends."

Qingfeng spoke lightly, without the slightest ups and downs in her voice.

She is just stating the simplest meaning.

Since Qingyun is the prince of Yue Kingdom, then he has a reason not to save Aotian, she will not force others into difficulties.

But Aotian's enemy is her enemy, as for those who owe Qingyun, they can only owe it in this life.

For the sake of Aotian, she is not afraid of failing the world.

"Qingfeng, Qingfeng...Okay, okay..." Nalan Qingyun laughed loudly, the birds in the woods were startled by the laughter, but suddenly felt more than sad.

"You treat me like this, you treat me like this..."

Three years, three years, he spent three years of hard work, but he ended up like this.

Full of bitter tears, countless sleepless nights, at this moment, in her light and calm situation, it all turned into boundless resentment, resenting her for being infatuated with Nangong Aotian, and hating her for being ruthless towards herself.

But amidst the boundless resentment, the heart-beating affection is still hidden in his heart, and he refuses to fade away, on the contrary, it becomes more affectionate.

For the first time in this life, I was tempted and emotional, but I met such a... enemy.

Qingfeng looked at Nalan Qingyun who was covered in pain, looked at the hot blood gushing out of his mouth, looked at his injury, his pain.

She silently bit her lip. From Nalan Qingyun's point of view, maybe she was too cruel.

But what can she do?

A heart has long been given to Aotian, so there is no place for others.

Doesn't she feel like she did something wrong?

But towards Nalan Qingyun, he also has deep helplessness.

She couldn't go against her conscience and say that she couldn't feel Nalan Qingyun's goodness and his deep affection.

Three years of companionship is like a stone, and she is also touched by such a person who is wholeheartedly good for her.

She couldn't love, but she couldn't hurt him either.

It turns out that the love is deep, but the relationship is shallow.

"Qingyun, my heart belongs to you, not because you are not good enough, but because we met too late."

Meeting the wrong person at the right time is sad.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time is despair.

Meeting the right person at the right time is happiness.

She and Aotian just met the right person at the right time, and they are destined to be in love with each other.

And others, just came too early, or came too late.

To miss is to miss.

Can't, just can't.

She couldn't accept any man except the man who broke into her life with absolute strength.

Qingfeng's voice was very sincere, but because of this sincerity, Nalan Qingyun was in pain.

Because it is true, the traces of pain are greater.

His fist was clenched for an instant, clicking, clicking.

He wanted to kill the calm looking woman in front of him.

But he wanted to kill himself even more.

However, what he wanted to kill the most was the man who would still occupy Qingfeng's heart even if he would die.

Qingfeng, you really deserve to die, without you, I wouldn't be in such pain.

However, he couldn't do it.

Can't do it.

It is also because of Qingfeng's sincerity, Qingfeng's sincerity.

At this time, she couldn't bear to perfunctory him.

That's how deeply she understands him.

Can't answer one.

God, if he is doomed to be alone in this life, why let him fall in love with Qingfeng.

Since it is destined to not win her heart, why not let them meet from the beginning, and save him from such pain that life would be worse than death.

Where should he go?

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that before he knew it, he had already loved so deeply.

I thought it was just an inadvertent seed that would not bear fruit in the barren land, but who knew that when he let it grow freely, it had already grown into a towering tree.

Now if he cut it off with his own hands, how could he do it?

Qingfeng, Qingfeng...

How gentle are you, yet how cruel?

To ask him to destroy this towering tree with his own hands is like killing him with his own hands.

Qingfeng, you gave your tenderness and affection to that bastard Nangong Aotian.

Is it true that I can no longer care about his sadness/

And the most damning thing is that even though he couldn't extricate himself from his deep affection, he still couldn't bear to let her have a little pain, let alone watch her step into the underworld for another man without hesitation.

Nalan Qingyun's handsome face like a god is distorted like a demon at this moment, and the veins on his smooth forehead are throbbing.

He was caught in a tangle he had never had before.

To save, or not to save?