He is like a thousand-year-old ice sculpture, standing in this ice and snow, perfectly integrated with this weather.
After feeling her come out, she turned around. What she saw was still the thick eyebrows flying into her temples, eyes as bright as cold stars, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips as red as cherry blossoms, but it was like a stroke of genius.
, a face that was as sharp as a knife or an axe, is now full of fatigue and paleness.
Seeing Mo Zihan coming out, Yang Chi, who was following Nangong Jin, took a deep look at her and left wisely. Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng did not want to be caught in the middle and left quietly.
"Jin, why are you here? I heard that you suffered internal injuries. Are you feeling better?"
Although Tuoli's injury was a gift from him, Nangong Jin was born with a strong sense of loneliness and sadness. Coupled with the look of all women who saw him, he felt pity for her and couldn't help but feel heartache.
Coupled with his current morbid beauty, when Mo Zihan saw it, he couldn't help but feel distressed. Before he could speak, he became concerned in advance.
"If I don't come, do you plan to never see me again for the rest of your life?" Nangong Jin asked in a hoarse voice.
"How could it be! Didn't I ask Wuchen to bring you a message? I will definitely return to Nanyang after a while. Aren't my parents still in Nanyang?"
When Nangong Jin heard Mo Zihan talk about the letter, his heart felt so cold that he almost froze.
Ever since Mo Zihan left the palace and went to North Vietnam to get married, he had been thinking about her all the time. And after she left for nine months, apart from returning the jade pendant to him and saying a ruthless word, the rest was what she gave him.
This is the letter.
When he opened the letter with joy and excitement, he was enveloped in a deep sense of loss, and even breathing became difficult.
After waiting for nine months, he received these words:
Jin, I haven’t seen you for several months. I wonder if everything is okay? I haven’t written a letter home for a long time. I ignored it.
Don't listen to outside rumors. I'm fine in North Vietnam. Don't worry about it. Now that you are the emperor, you should think about the people in everything. Don't go to war for me, which will make me feel uneasy. I have to take care of my parents, but I have no time recently.
I plan to return to Nanyang. If I return to Nanyang, I will definitely meet you.
In this letter, apart from asking him not to attack North Vietnam, it only asked him to take care of his parents. The only concern for him was the word "well", and he didn't even think about whether he would give a good or bad answer.
This was the woman he loved with all his life. They were an inseparable whole. Even if they were far apart, they could still cherish each other. But he didn't know when she started to be so far away from him.
If he didn't come again, he was afraid he would lose her.
Although now, or maybe before, he has lost her.
But he still had to make a last-ditch effort, because he still believed that because they had grown up together, her love for him would never disappear because of Luo Yuling.
But seeing each other again, even though they were so close, gave him the feeling of being far away. This was a feeling he had never felt before.
This feeling made him panic, but he didn't know how to make this feeling go away.
He wanted to rush forward, hold her in his arms, and rub her into his body, but for some reason, he didn't dare. He was afraid that such a move would immediately lead to words that would break his heart.
"You came back to Nanyang just to visit your parents, right?" He looked like a thousand-year-old ice sculpture, standing in the ice and snow, perfectly blending with the weather.
After feeling her come out, she turned around. What she saw was still the thick eyebrows flying into her temples, eyes as bright as cold stars, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips as red as cherry blossoms, but it was like a stroke of genius.
, a face that was as sharp as a knife or an axe, is now full of fatigue and paleness.
Seeing Mo Zihan coming out, Yang Chi, who was following Nangong Jin, took a deep look at her and left wisely. Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng did not want to be caught in the middle and left quietly.
"Jin, why are you here? I heard that you suffered internal injuries. Are you feeling better?"
Although Tuoli's injury was a gift from him, Nangong Jin was born with a strong sense of loneliness and sadness. Coupled with the look of all women who saw him, he felt pity for her and couldn't help but feel heartache.
Coupled with his current morbid beauty, when Mo Zihan saw it, he couldn't help but feel distressed. Before he could speak, he became concerned in advance.
"If I don't come, do you plan to never see me again for the rest of your life?" Nangong Jin asked in a hoarse voice.
"How could it be! Didn't I ask Wuchen to bring you a message? I will definitely return to Nanyang after a while. Aren't my parents still in Nanyang?"
When Nangong Jin heard Mo Zihan talk about the letter, his heart felt so cold that he almost froze.
Ever since Mo Zihan left the palace and went to North Vietnam to get married, he had been thinking about her all the time. And after she left for nine months, apart from returning the jade pendant to him and saying a ruthless word, the rest was what she gave him.
This is the letter.
When he opened the letter with joy and excitement, he was enveloped in a deep sense of loss, and even breathing became difficult.
After waiting for nine months, he received these words:
Jin, I haven’t seen you for several months. I wonder if everything is okay? I haven’t written a letter home for a long time. I ignored it.
Don't listen to outside rumors. I'm fine in North Vietnam. Don't worry about it. Now that you are the emperor, you should think about the people in everything. Don't go to war for me, which will make me feel uneasy. I have to take care of my parents, but I have no time recently.
I plan to return to Nanyang. If I return to Nanyang, I will definitely meet you.
In this letter, apart from asking him not to attack North Vietnam, it only asked him to take care of his parents. The only concern for him was the word "well", and he didn't even think about whether he would give a good or bad answer.
This was the woman he loved with all his life. They were an inseparable whole. Even if they were far apart, they could still cherish each other. But he didn't know when she started to be so far away from him.
If he didn't come again, he was afraid he would lose her.
Although now, or maybe before, he has lost her.
But he still had to make a last-ditch effort, because he still believed that because they had grown up together, her love for him would never disappear because of Luo Yuling.
But seeing each other again, even though they were so close, gave him the feeling of being far away. This was a feeling he had never felt before.
This feeling made him panic, but he didn't know how to make this feeling go away.
He wanted to rush forward, hold her in his arms, and rub her into his body, but for some reason, he didn't dare. He was afraid that such a move would immediately lead to words that would break his heart.
"You returned to Nanyang just to visit your parents, right?"