Chapter 177: Don't dare to be angry and can't be angry
"The deceased is gone, it's better not to be sad anymore," Nanfeng Chang'an said lightly, "So now, are you still not happy?"
"It's okay now, because I found that I can vaguely find Zhi'er's shadow in another person." Nan Fengyu said with some pride, and his lips couldn't help but raise.
"Is it Mian'er?" Nanfeng Chang'an didn't know why, but every time the word Mian'er gently slipped out of his lips, his voice would unconsciously become gentle and peaceful, with a little bit of
of love and pity
"That's her," Nan Fengyu said softly, with a calm expression.
"But they are not similar," Nanfeng Changan raised his eyes slightly and said lightly.
He remembered Zhi'er as a very gentle woman with a sweet voice and sweet appearance. She was the kind of girl who would shock anyone at first sight.
But Ye Qingmian is different. Ye Qingmian is domineering and slightly arrogant. Her appearance is not a beauty that strikes people at first sight, but a very elegant one that slowly penetrates people's hearts.
A kind of beauty, eye-catching, refined
"Although they are not similar in appearance and temperament, I always feel that Mian'er is Zhi'er. The two of them often transform into one person." Nan Fengyu said softly, his voice revealing his longing for the deceased.
"It's not fair to Mian'er that you're doing this." Nanfeng Chang'an looked at Nan Fengyu calmly, with regret for Ye Qingmian in his voice.
"I know it's not fair, but how can there be anything absolutely fair in this world?" Nan Fengyu said in a tired voice as if he had something on his mind.
"Your queen? How come I haven't heard of it..." Ye Qingmian brought the tea in again, and happened to hear their conversation. She felt a little sad for some reason, and there was a trace of heartache in her charming eyes, and her face
But he asked with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
"You haven't entered the palace yet." Nan Fengyu didn't know that it was Ye Qingmian who was asking the question, so he just blurted it out subconsciously.
"So that's it?" Ye Qingmian didn't ask further questions, he just handed the tea to Nan Fengyu and sat down quietly.
"Don't be too sad, actually..." Nan Fengyu came back to his senses and saw Ye Qingmian's gloomy face, with a look that seemed to be filled with jealousy, so he smiled heartily and said, "Those are all things in the past.
That’s all, you are the most important to me now.”
"I don't dare to be angry, and I can't be angry. Besides, I have no right to be angry. How can I be so virtuous and capable? I'm so grateful that I can keep the emperor thinking about me." Ye Qingmian said in a mocking tone, her face filled with emotion.