"It turns out you have been plotting against me all along."
"Then do you regret it?"
"No, no regrets, never regrets."
How could he regret it?
He really hoped that he could stay like this for the rest of his life, holding her little body in his arms and walking side by side with her under the moonlight.
Looking at the hazy moonlight, I said that I would forever vow to each other, you and me.
His request is that simple.
There is no need to be crowned a prince or become a prime minister, or to have beautiful women, as long as you are with Ran'er and enjoy the world with a smile from now on.
"Xiaoran."
After walking for a while, Lin Ran suddenly stopped and looked at him seriously, as if he wanted to ask him something.
"Huh? What do you want to say?"
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at her hesitant expression, and asked softly.
With his hand, he lifted up the short, long hair on her temples, and her eyes were still as clear as water in her memory.
Lin Ran pursed her lower lip and asked hesitantly:
"I...were you ever angry with me when I wanted to kill you?"
Her expression was a little nervous, like a little girl waiting to be punished by her parents.
She looked at Mo Xiaoran at a loss, waiting for him to give her an answer.
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoran just smiled lightly and did not hesitate.
He shook his head seriously at her, "No."
"But...but I almost killed you."
She pursed her thin lips tightly, thinking of how she spared no effort to stab his heart with the dagger, she was still shocked with lingering fear in her heart.
No matter how much she blamed him later, she still couldn't forget his powerful and heart-rending cry before he fell: Jhin, don't hurt her.
She didn't know what kind of power allowed him to shout such a sentence without thinking in that situation.
Does he really not blame her?
The look in his eyes was so firm and clear without any impurities.
Mo Xiaoran reached out to hold her little hand hanging by her side, placed it on the scar on her heart, and said softly: