The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

He smiled wryly, and sighed in a low voice: "It's so unbelievable, how can I open my mouth? At first, I didn't even believe it myself, but it felt so real, I was almost driven crazy. When I believed it, but I don't even know how to talk to you, I don't want to let the grace of the past, hold you down now."

The love is too true, the affection is too deep, there is no room for perfunctory, a little bit of reluctance, so I would rather suffer deeply than restrain her.

Mo hair hung down like a curtain on his handsome Qinghua face, blocking those clear and far-sighted eyes, as well as the deep meaning in them that he tried his best to hide.

If he doesn't say it, how can he know that others don't understand?

Lin Qingran wiped away her tears when she heard the words, and stuck her head into his arms, crying and cursing: "You idiot!"

The world said that King Yun used soldiers like a god, but in her eyes, he was a real idiot, what kind of grace, love, he was so stupid that he couldn't be any more stupid.

The barrier of past life and present life, the boundless barrier of life and death, crossing life and death, suddenly looking back, that person is still there.

In this world, there are ups and downs, and passions are intertwined. You can meet the same person twice in a row. You love her, and she happens to have you in her heart.

How many people can have such happiness?

Even if the world is full of flashes and changes rapidly, as long as there is one person who can share weal and woe with you, live and die together, and love each other with one heart, that's enough, enough.

Joy poured in like a tide, overwhelming, Lin Qingran was so happy that she couldn't control herself.

Yun Zheng felt her unspeakable happiness, and was also infected by this happiness, smiling.

The two hugged each other like this, and the joy seemed endless.

That night, they just held hands, embraced each other, and sat in the warm water pavilion, talking carefully.

She told him that Dugulin was defeated and Duguxiao ascended the throne.

He also told her that Emperor Nanlin met his mother, and the two of them left with a smile on their faces when they were satisfied. With the concerted efforts of him and Nangong Qi, the regent was stabbed to death by a sword guard by his side. King Zhao ascended the throne.

Both of them spoke calmly, but who would not understand each other, the bloody storm hidden under these few short sentences, they are both people standing in extremely high positions, and they know the truth behind these few words. No matter how deep the water is, no matter how calm the surface is, the bottom is still turbulent.

While whispering softly, Lin Qingran nestled in his arms, and many inexplicable emotions lingered in her heart. She pressed against his chest, smelling the familiar fragrance floating on his body, and the warm warmth spread to her heart , Eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and finally I can't resist closing my eyes.

Yun Zheng lowered his head, his pretty eyes were filled with joyful smiles, this was the first time that he felt that life was so worthy of joy, and felt that it was the first time that he was so close to happiness, so close at hand, just by breathing, he could stretch out his hand touch.

"Yun Zheng!" Lin Qingran, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, raised the corners of her mouth to him, and said with a smile, "It's great to be able to hug like this!"

Yun Zheng felt a great pain in his heart when he heard that, in the eyes of ordinary people, hugging is such a simple thing, but I am afraid that no one in this world can understand better than them how luxurious this hug is to them.

Fortunately, they can still hug!Finally able to hug.

He lowered his head gently, pressed his warm lips on her forehead, and murmured: "Well, it's so nice to be able to hug you like this!"

The red sun in the distance slowly rises, signaling the beginning of a new day in the capital.

A new day, a new beginning!