Chapter 117: Meeting Hate is Difficult to Break Love
As soon as he entered the backyard of the princess mansion, Bai Mo Leng's heart beat rapidly. He had never felt so excited before...
At this time, the softly lit room in front of him was so mysterious and mysterious. The steps under his feet became heavier and heavier, so heavy that he could hardly lift the steps forward...
Ran'er, his Ran'er was in that wing. That beautiful and icy face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Was she really there? I was so afraid of missing her again! The closer I got to the wing, the harder my heart beat...
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A short journey seems like a lifetime, a long, long time...
"Your Majesty, we're here!" Bing Ji stood in front of the door of the wing with resentment, reminding Bai Mo Leng who was standing next to him in a daze. He glanced at the closed door and saw that familiar but distant face in front of his eyes.
The bitterness immediately spread throughout the body.
After coming back to his senses, he closed his eyes and sighed deeply, waving towards Bing Ji to signal him to leave.
When Bingji saw this, even though she was reluctant to give up, she couldn't resist her orders and had to leave in despair...
After he left, the immediate silence in front of the door was heartbreaking.
He gently raised his trembling big hands, trying to push the door open, and rushed in to hug the person he thought about day and night. But for some reason, when his hands touched the door, he lost his mind.
With all my strength, I no longer have the courage to open the door.
He was afraid, really afraid. He had never been afraid of anything or anyone, but he was only afraid that he would not see that familiar figure after opening the door...
In the side room, Mengran felt inexplicably flustered. She was so panicked that she couldn't even hold the teacup firmly, and it slipped and fell to the floor with a crisp sound.
"Squeak!" Just as soon as the tea cup dropped to the ground and made a crisp sound, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Ran'er..." A familiar handsome face appeared in Mengran's eyes with a nervous expression.
Everything seemed to be still, and the two of them looked at each other almost at the same time.
After a while, Mengran thought she was dreaming, so she looked at him again with confusion as he walked towards her with heavy steps.
He was not wearing a dragon robe, but ordinary civilian clothes. There was no cold and evil familiar expression on his face, but nervousness and worry, and he was much thinner and haggard. Could it be that he had seen it wrong? Who is Bai Moreng?! He is
The cold, evil, hypocritical emperor! Why does he have such an expression in front of you now? It must be fake!
He gently rubbed his long eyelashes and looked over there again, but Bai Moreng was still standing next to him with a strange expression...
"Emperor...Emperor?!" The two words blurted out made him wake up, and also made Bai Mo Leng come back to his senses. It was not a dream or an illusion, he was really here! Meng Ran stood up slowly and looked at it in shock.
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"Ran'er, I said, you want to call me Leng Lang..." He hugged her, who was thinking about her day and night, and smelled the familiar fragrance in her hair, almost suffocating with joy.
He has really found her! It is really her he is holding now, and from now on, he will never let himself lose her again!
"Your Majesty, it seems that I really can't escape your grasp!" Leng Lang? Huh! He had the nerve to say it! When the word "Leng Lang" entered her ears, she felt extremely sick! This hypocritical emperor!
She used all her strength to break free from his broad and warm embrace.
Looking at the person struggling to escape from his arms, my heart aches. Has she not calmed down yet? Has she not missed him at all since she left him these days?
"Ran'er, I said you are mine, both in this life and in eternity!" No matter how much she struggled, he was not going to let go. He wanted to hold her like this forever.
Because he was afraid that if he let go, she would suddenly disappear...
After struggling for a moment, Mengran gasped deeply from exhaustion, feeling his warm body temperature and rapid heartbeat, she cried.
"You liar!? Why am I yours? And you...and you can break your oath? Wuwu..." It was a sad cry. Even if she was angry with him, there was no denying that she still loved him.
!When she heard his words, she lost all reason... and slapped his broad chest hard.
"Of course, I didn't lie to you. Everything you saw that day was not what you thought!" Seeing her crying and complaining like a little woman for the first time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. It seemed that she was also in love.
My own!
Suddenly he hugged her tighter.
"No need to say it, I believe everything I saw with my own eyes!" Mengran, who was a little exhausted, endured the discomfort and still said sourly. She never thought that like other women, she would cry irrationally...