Ning Yue shook her head. After all, he was her husband. How could he do this with his horse?
Besides, Ci'er is still his and hers' flesh and blood!
"Yun'er, go help me clean up and leave for Baimu Mountain the next day."
Yun'er responded, and the princess felt heartbroken and retreated with lowered eyebrows.
Duanmu Jifeng blushed with anger, "I will take his life myself!"
"Father, Ziyou has always treated me like a king... This time, I'm afraid there may be a very special reason, so I'd better ask the emperor to go there in person!"
Ningyue said calmly, Duanmu Jifeng sighed softly
Shui Jingxue smiled lightly, "Your Majesty, no matter what the outcome is, you have to return to the palace and your mother will personally choose someone for you. This time, you will definitely not go wrong."
Ning Yue nodded. Actually, it didn't matter who she was with.
Because this time, my heart is as dead as ashes. It is also very difficult to resurrect.
She finally believed that someone had always loved her, and finally accepted Ziyou. Unexpectedly...
If Ziyou really leaves her, then she will no longer care who becomes her man.
If a man, or just a woman's accessory, takes it too seriously, he will only hurt himself.
"Also... about men, if he doesn't love you anymore, just let him go. There's no need to force him. It will only make your self-esteem go nowhere. Without a man, we can't live the same life, right?"
Shui Jingxue consoled her, and Ningyue laughed, very coolly, "Thank you, Mother, for your kind words, Yue'er will remember them."
Ci'er in her arms called out softly, "Mother..."
There was a faint smile on his tender little face. This miniature version of Ziyou made Ningyue feel sad.
All things in the world, things bound by life and death, have no eternity
"Come, grandma, give me a hug." Shui Jingxue smiled lightly, but her eyes were slightly moist.
It is necessary to encourage Ningyue, but Ningyue is injured again and again, so why doesn't she feel sad for her?
Shui Jingxue brought Ci'er over, while Ningyue sat on the side, drinking tea leisurely.
She threw the note into the sandalwood burner on the side
Duanmu Jifeng sat there, his face turning red and blue with anger.