Chapter 211: Nangong would like to accept Qianmeng as his concubine 【2】
"Are Qianmeng willing to be my concubine? I can give you a complete home!"
Nangong Jin was telling the truth, because she was a personal maid, and it would be difficult to get married if she left the palace again, but he needed her the most now. Although this was a bit abrupt, he could only do this.
Murong Qian didn't expect Nangong Jin to say this, they had only known each other for a few days?
Ah……
Nangong Jin, are you too sentimental or am I too sentimental?
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for thinking about Qian Meng, but Qian Meng is already engaged, so please, Your Majesty, please don't do this for Qian Meng!"
With tears streaming from Murong Qian's eyes, she gently wrote these words in Nangong Jin's hand, she is the queen, she is his wife, and she is his companion in this life.
But she suddenly realized that she didn't understand Nangong Jin's heart at all. If he loved her, why did he take a concubine all the time?
If he doesn't favor them, then they will just die in the palace. Is this okay?
"Oh, it turns out Qianmeng you are engaged, so why do you still want to enter the palace?"
Nangong Jin felt that Qian Meng was lying, but he couldn't see her expression, so he could only rely on his own guess. In the past, no one could hide it from him, except for one person, and that was Murong Qian.
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Qianqian, how are you now?
Nangong Jin let go of Murong Qian's hand, and then turned around to face the other side. There should be the cold palace where Xiao Qian lived before.
"Stay here and don't dare to go on, so that the sadness cannot be staged,
The farewell written in your own hand on the next page cannot be rejected by me.
We walked this road too hastily, embracing unreal desires,
Too late, can't wait to look back and appreciate it, the fragrance of magnolia can't cover the hurt;
No longer looking at the light of the sun shining through the clouds in the sky, no longer looking for the promised heaven;
No more sighing, you said that things in the world are impermanent, and you cannot borrow three inches of sunlight.
Stop here and dare not go on, so that the sadness cannot be performed;
On the next page, the farewell written in your own hand cannot be rejected by me;
We walked this road too hastily, embracing unreal desires,
Too late, can't wait to look back and appreciate it, the fragrance of magnolia can't cover the hurt;
No longer looking at the light of the sun shining through the clouds in the sky, no longer looking for the promised heaven;
No more sighing, you said that things in the world are impermanent, and you cannot borrow three inches of sunlight;
No longer looking at the light of the sun shining through the clouds in the sky, no longer looking for the promised heaven;
No more sighing, you said that things in the world are impermanent,
The three inches of sunlight that I can't borrow, that heaven is the place where I loved you!"
Nangong Jin suddenly sang this song, which surprised Murong Qian. How could he sing this song?
"Is this song good?"
Nangong Jin asked Murong Qian, then his eyes were full of tenderness and he kept looking at Leng Gong. Murong Qian took Nangong Jin's hand and wrote two words:
'Sounds good!'
Nangong Jin smiled, and then said softly:
"This song was sung by a woman I loved most. At that time, I had no feelings for her because at that time, I thought she was sent by her father, so I was very indifferent to her and would also
She fell into the cold palace.
Once, because I was a little upset, I came to the Imperial Garden and heard the sound of a piano. I was curious about what she was doing in the cold palace. When I passed by, I heard her singing this song, so I walked in and saw
I saw her having a good time with some maids.
She was singing this song at that time. I asked her what song it was, and she said it was called Three Inches of Heaven. She was very afraid of me at that time because I hurt her time and time again, but she always treated me
Never give up."
Nangong Jin paused, then there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, then he closed his eyes slightly and continued talking, while Murong Qian looked at him quietly, the man she loved and hated.