"Don't worry, after some time, I will marry you, and I will give you all my love." He said softly, holding Wushuang's cheeks with both hands, and gently approaching his lips...
Their lips were about to touch in the next second. Wu Shuang woke up suddenly and reached out to push, looking a little flustered.
The Ghost King was pushed by Wushuang, and a sense of desolation flashed through his heart. He was a majestic Ghost King, but now he has fallen into this situation. He can only use despicable means to keep his beloved woman by his side...
If one day she regains her memory, she will hate him and leave without looking back...
Thinking of this, his heart will hurt very much...
"I'm tired." Wushuang said softly.
The Ghost King reached out and hugged Wushuang in his arms. Wushuang suddenly froze, but felt a hot tear fall down his neck.
"you……"
"Don't leave me..." The Ghost King's voice was trembling.
He loves Yue Wushuang and doesn't get along with her much, but he truly loves him and wants her to stay by his side forever...
Wushuang's heart was filled with all sorts of emotions. She had never felt this way in her previous life, but when faced with the situation in front of her, she felt an inexplicable feeling of repulsion.
Although there was a trace of disgust before, after these two days of getting along, this man did lie to her, but she could be sure that the love he gave her was genuine, not mixed with interests and power, it was very clean, very clean love.
Feeling his tears, her heart became even more confused. In a different world, where men were everywhere, bleeding but not shedding tears, he shed a single tear...
She was flustered and confused. She didn't know how to answer, let alone how to respond to the love of the man in front of her.
"Have a good rest." When Wushuang was at a loss, the Ghost King let go of her, and a gentle smile appeared on his cheeks again.
His emotions were well hidden for a moment, and no flaws could be seen. However, Wushuang could see that there were indeed tears in his eyes...
"Yeah." Wushuang nodded, his face no longer cold.
When the Ghost King heard this, he smiled, a very happy smile. Her Wushuang lost her indifference towards him and lost her previous wariness towards him...
Wushuang, this king is already very satisfied, very satisfied. I am not in a hurry, and I will never force you to wait until you agree to get married.
Looking at the back, Wushuang walked out of the door and looked at the sky. What had she experienced? She was missing some memories. She was sure that the disappeared memories were hers and what she had experienced!
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The Xilin Palace has a gorgeous building, majestic and mighty, tall pavilions arranged in an orderly manner, tile eaves stacked on top of each other, copper bells hanging from the eaves corners, tall four-corner pillars standing, carved with dragons and phoenixes, and painted with red paint.
The contrast between white and white looks like a beautiful painting in the sunshine.
Changyun Garden.
The huge palace garden is extremely majestic, surrounded by a blue lake. Pink flowers emerge from the middle of the lake and are in full bloom. A gentle breeze blows through, and the green flowers are connected with the clear waves, swirling into poetry.
The two men sat opposite each other, looking at the scenery in the distance without saying anything. The maids passing by all had their cheeks flushed when they saw this. No one could be moved by such a beautiful scene.
As if a long time had passed, the man in white turned his gaze and landed on the fluttering sleeves of the man opposite.
"Do you hate her?" There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a bit of desolation in his voice.
The man in red also looked away and looked down at his missing arm. He still remembered her ruthlessly cutting off his arm. There was no trace of emotion in her eyes, and the murderous look frightened him even more.
"I used to hate it, but I no longer hate it after knowing everything." Xi Mohuo said softly: "Everything happened because of my mother. I don't blame her. After all, she didn't have the heart to kill me.
."
For a woman with such a strong desire for revenge, he never expected to come out alive if he fell into her hands. However, he saw her look in the cell that day, and she still couldn't do it after all.
Yue Shuo lowered her eyes, yes, his sister was not a female devil. What she did was just to protect what she had. She would not provoke anyone, but she also did not allow anyone to provoke her.
"I don't know how she is doing now." It has been more than three months and he misses her very much.
Hearing this, Xi Mohuo shut up and said a trace of embarrassment on his face. Yes, Yue Shuo never knew that his father had ordered no one to mention the disappearance of Yue Wushuang.
He knew his father's personality very well, and he wanted to bring Wushuang to Xilin. For more than three months, he kept looking for Yue Wushuang, hoping that he would inherit the entire Xilin.
He is not jealous of the throne, but his father's idea will not be realized. He knows Yue Wushuang's character well. Even if a big knife is placed on her neck, she will not give in.
"With Feng Xinglie here, your precious sister will definitely have a better life than you. If you are thinking about her, you might as well think about how to cure your own disease." Xi Mohuo calmed down and said with a joking tone.
Although his Life-Pecking Pill was detoxified, his lifespan was still less than twenty years old. He took medicine that could enhance his power, which could speed up his life.
Yue Shuo didn't care. For three months, he had completely digested the fact that Xilin Ghost Emperor was his father. For three months, he had taken good care of him and personally fed him medicine.
The first time he woke up, he saw a face full of expectation and excitement. He would never forget that look. It was very warm and familiar, just like his grandma used to treat him.
Xi Mohuo's eyes flashed, Yue Shuo didn't know anything. He loved his sister so much. If he knew what his father was thinking, he didn't know what the consequences would be.
He and Yue Shuang got along very well in the past three months, maybe because he was that woman's child. If Yue Wushuang came one day, he would be confident and become friends with her.
"Prince." A man dressed in black suddenly appeared.
"What's going on?" Xi Mohuo blinked and his expression returned to cold.
"The Prince of Daliang came around to ask for an audience."
Zhihuo? Yueshuo's gentle face changed once, the messenger of the night, Zhihuo? He is the Prince of Daliang?
When grandma sent him to the poison doctor, for three years, he and Zhi Yao were inseparable. Zhi Rao was the poison doctor's only closed disciple. In these three years, he never knew his identity and never asked about him.