Even if Feng Xizi didn't close her eyes, she could still hear the firmness and even cruelty in his tone.
Feng Xizi felt a little sour in her heart, so she turned around and hugged his waist, "No, never again... I will never leave you in the future, never."
"The head of the Feng family is known to the whole world for his cunning and sophistry. Can I still trust you?" He asked softly, stroking her long hair.
The silky black hair undulated between his white fingers. The hair on Zi'er's body was as heavy as a thousand gold.
She closed her eyes, listened to his heartbeat, and smiled contentedly: "Zhilan, in this life, you and I have been destined to be destined for each other for a long time. No one can break it or throw it away. You give me something unparalleled in the world, and I will return the favor."
You will never leave me, Zhilan. I accept my fate. It’s up to you. I’ve tried escaping, resenting, and hating you, but... in the end, I still came back to you. This is more important than anything else, isn’t it?
Lan
... From the beginning of our relationship, we can foresee such an ending. How wonderful that after thousands of years of circulation, the souls are in reverse order, it is me, Feng Xizi, who falls in love with you after all. The person you fall in love with is also me, Feng Xizi, it is me...
…It’s just me, I have nothing to do with this body, this identity… Zhilan, I’m so happy, the one you love, believe in, and protect with your life is me… Feng Xizi… so good… so good…
"
"Zi'er!"
She was shaken hard again, and said with sleepy eyes: "I am Feng Xizi, not that...but...from a distant place...the river of time...to your side..."
"No matter where you come from, no matter who you are, I will always love you."
Well - she is so happy, he understands what she is saying.
Mo Zhilan loves Feng Xizi, but he loves Feng Xizi's soul, not Feng Xizi's body or identity.
A long, long time ago...
He said the same thing to her...
like……
like……
[Part of the reason why I married you is for the Feng Family, but if you were Feng Xizi without the Feng Family, I would still marry you!]
[Even if you are a prisoner, a beggar, or a brothel girl, I will marry you. There is only one blue-falling yellow spring, three mountains and five mountains, thousands of rivers and mountains, and the purple wind and tide. 】
[If I were not the prince, I was a beggar, a prisoner, and the lowest person. Feng Xizi, if I was just Mo Zhilan and not the regent, would you marry me? 】
Zhilan, I will marry you, I will definitely.
Because you are Mo Zhilan. Without identity, status or appearance, you are still Mo Zhilan.
"Zi'er, when we grow old and become the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager, let's leave the imperial capital and go back to the south of the Yangtze River, to the place where you once lived in seclusion, and look at the flowers and bamboos with you, okay?"
"Okay, okay...you will stay with me...forever..." She smiled lightly, her consciousness gradually drifting away, but there was still a smile hanging on the corners of her lips.
Just imagining a white-haired old couple hugging each other in a sea of bamboos with elegant buildings, she felt extremely happy.
"Zi'er, when you get better, let's have a little prince." He said softly. He hugged her tighter, but he was afraid that she would be uncomfortable, so he carefully let her lie back on the bed and followed her.
Get into bed, and then carefully let her absorb your warmth.
She opened her sleepy eyes, smiled drowsily at him, her pink lips opened slightly, and she cried sweetly: "Good...birth...Prince..."