"Don't worry, after some time, I will marry you. I will give you all the love." He said softly, holding Wushuang's cheeks with both hands, and gently approaching his lips...

The two of them were about to touch their lips in the next second. Wushuang suddenly woke up and pushed them with a hint of panic.

The Ghost King was pushed by Wushuang, and a trace of desolation passed through his heart. He was the dignified Ghost King of Dongshan, but now he has reached this point. He can only use despicable means to keep his beloved woman by his side...

If one day she recovers her memory, she will hate him and leave without looking back...

Thinking of this, his heart will be very painful...

"I'm tired." Wushuang said softly.

The Ghost King reached out and hugged Wushuang in his arms. Wushuang's body was stunned, but he felt a drop of hot tears falling from his neck.

"you……"

"Don't leave me..." The Ghost King's voice trembled with a hint of trembling.

He loves Yue Wushuang and doesn't get along much, but he really loves him and wants her to stay by his side forever...

Wushuang's heart was filled with all kinds of fragrances. She had never felt this way in her previous life, but when she was facing her, she felt inexplicably repulsive.

Although I had such a slight disgust before, after these two days of getting along, this man did deceive her, but she was sure that the love he gave her was true, without any interest or power in it, and it was very clean and clean.

Feeling his tears, her heart became even more confused. In another world, the man was in the world, where he shed blood but did not cry, but he shed a tear...

She was panicked and confused. She didn't know how to answer, and she didn't know how to respond to the love of the man in front of her.

"Good rest." When Wushuang was at a loss, the Ghost King let go of her and his gentle smile floated on his cheeks again.

The emotions were hidden very well for a moment, and there was no flaw in sight, but Wushuang could see that, and tears were indeed in his eyes...

"Yes." Wushuang nodded, his face no longer cold.

When the Ghost King heard this, he smiled happily. Her Wushuang put away her indifferentness to him and no longer had the previous warning to him...

Wushuang, I am very satisfied and satisfied in this way. I am not in a hurry and will never force you until you agree to get married.

Looking at the back where she went, Wushuang walked out the door and looked at the sky. What did she experience? She lacked some memories, and she could be sure that the disappearing memories were hers and what she experienced!

*******

The Xilin Palace has gorgeous architecture, majestic and majestic, the tall pavilions are arranged in an orderly manner, with layered eaves, copper bells hanging on the eaves, and tall four-cornered pillars stand, carved dragons and phoenixes, painted with red paint, red and white, and looks like an exquisite painting in the sun.

Changyun Garden.

The huge palace garden is extremely grand, surrounded by a blue lake. Pink flowers on the lake surface emerge from the middle and bloom. A gust of breeze blows, and the green lotus flows with clear waves, making it a poem.

The two men sat opposite each other, looking at the scenery in the distance, no one wanted to speak. The maids passing by were all blushing when they saw this. Such a beautiful picture, no one was moved.

It seemed as if a long time later, the man in white turned his gaze and landed on the man's floating sleeve opposite.

"Do you hate her?" There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and a bit desolate in his voice.

The man in red also withdrew his gaze and looked down at his disappearing arm. He still remembered that she cut off his arm with great cruelty. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and that murderous aura even shocked him.

"I once hated me, since I learned everything, I didn't hate me anymore." Xi Mohuo whispered: "Everything comes from my mother's back. I don't blame her. After all, she has no heart to kill me."

For a woman with such a strong desire for revenge, he never thought of coming out alive when he fell into her hands. However, when he saw her expression in the cell that day, she still couldn't do it.

Yue Shuo lowered her eyes, yes, his sister is not a female devil. What she did was just to protect what she had. She would not provoke anyone, but she would not allow anyone to provoke her.

"I don't know, how she is now." He missed him very much for more than three months.

Upon hearing this, Xi Mohuo shut up and said nothing, his expression was a little embarrassed. Yes, Yue Shuo never knew that Yue Wushuang had not mentioned the disappearance of Yue Wushuang.

He knew his father's personality very well. He wanted to lead Wushuang to Xilin. In the past three months, he has been constantly looking for Yue Wushuang, hoping that he can inherit the entire Xilin.

He was not jealous of the throne, but his father's idea would not come true. He knew Yue Wushuang's character, even if the big knife was placed on her neck, she would not surrender.

"With Feng Xingliu, your baby sister will definitely live a better life than you. If you have the heart to think about her, it is better to think about how to cure your own illness." Xi Mohuo closed his mind and said with a joking voice.

Although his life-pecker pill has detoxified, his life span is still not enough for his twenties. He took medicine that can improve his skills, and that thing can promote the speed of life.

Yue Shuo didn't care. It was his father's business for three months. He had completely digested it. For three months, he took good care of him and personally fed him medicine.

When he woke up, he saw a face full of anticipation and excitement. He would not forget that expression. It was very warm and familiar, just like his grandmother once treated him.

Ximohuo's eyes flashed, and Yue Shuo knew nothing. He loved his sister so much. If he knew his father's thoughts, he would not know what consequences would happen.

Three months later, he got along well with Yueshuo, perhaps because he was the child of that woman. If Yue Wushuang came one day, he would be very confident and be friends with her.

"Prince." A hidden throne in black appeared.

"What's the matter?" Xi Mohuo's face returned to cold in a blink of an eye.

"The Prince of Daliang asked for a visit."

Zhihuan? Yue Shuo's gentle face once changed. Zhihuan the messenger of the dark night? He is the prince of Daliang?
Chapter completed!