Ye Huang's words were like spring thunder, which made Nangong Qingyin understand something. His beautiful eyes looked at Ye Huang for a long time and nodded.
"Don't worry, I know what I should do. In fact, speaking, my father and I just had a misunderstanding, but everything I have done over the years has really made me grow up. Speaking of which, I have not lost anything.
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As he spoke, Nangong Qingyin, who originally had a hint of sadness on his face and was in a gloomy mood, broke down in tears and smiled.
"You're right to think about it this way. Both your grandfather and your father are the people closest to you. It's not worthwhile to have a cold war because of some misunderstandings. I guess your father will be very happy to know that you are thinking about it."
"He won't. Most of his heart is focused on the Ximen woman."
"Haha, don't worry, your father is such a wise man and will handle all this well. Besides, family affection and love are two different things. He will not weaken his feelings for you and Che'er just because he falls in love with a woman.
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Hearing what Ye Huang said, Nangong Qingyin smiled and did not accept the words. She knew that no matter how much she said, the man in front of her would be able to find words to comfort her.
Leaving Ye Huang's side, Nangong Qingyin picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the lake, surprising a small ripple.
"Ye Huang, can you tell me your story? I want to hear about your past."
Perhaps because he didn't make any mistakes, Nangong Qingyin's pretty little face looked a little unhappy. He puffed up his mouth and muttered something, then turned to look at Ye Huangdao with a smile again.
She wants to know the lover in front of her.
When you fall in love with someone, you don’t have to care about your lover’s past, but you need to understand your lover’s past, so that you can love him better and care for him in the long journey of love in the future.
Nangong Qingyin didn't want to inadvertently hurt the other party on the road ahead because he didn't understand Ye Huang's past.
Even the slightest frown from Emperor Ye would make her heartache.
A woman is born to be a sad character. On the long road of life, you never know when you will dedicate your heart that you have saved for a long time to a man with whom you once thought you have no intersection. Later, it will even include your own body.
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Similarly, a woman is a lucky character. Because of her efforts, she sees her lover’s laughter, and she only needs to absorb a little nourishment to be as happy as honey.
For Nangong Qingyin, a long time ago, both Emperor Ye and the missing grandson of the Ye family were people who had nothing to do with him.
You have your own life path, your own life trajectory.
But when the compass of fate began to move, everything changed again.
The person whom I didn't know at first became my love, and now I love him so deeply.
Nangong Qingyin never thought that one day he would act like a moth to a flame as shown in the TV series, but in fact he was already doing it.
Fortunately, the fire did not destroy him, it just made him feel a burning sensation because there were other women in the latter.
And every one of those women was actually the same as himself, they all chose to move forward for the light in front of Emperor Ye.
Some women like to live their lives in an ordinary way, caring for their husbands and raising children, while some people would rather bear the pain than spend their lives in such an ordinary way.
Whether it is herself, Qin Yue, Chen Yan, Xiao Lin, or Yu Mo, in Nangong Qingyin's eyes, they all belong to the same kind of women.
You can give up worldly concepts for the sake of the one you love.
Memories are a double-edged sword. They often make you laugh, but they also often make a person cry.
When Nangong Qingyin told him that he wanted to hear his past, Ye Huang felt a stab of pain in his heart.
For Ye Huang himself, in his first twenty years, there was really nothing that could make him laugh happily. On the contrary, whenever he recalled it, he would be hit by waves of pain.
My first twenty years were not unsatisfactory, but rather unbearable to look back on.
Nangong Qingyin naturally saw the change in Ye Huang's face just now, and said softly with a hint of sadness on his smiling face.
"If you don't want to, then forget it, I'm just asking casually."
She wanted to know everything about Ye Huang, but she didn't want to see Ye Huang in pain.
"Nothing, can you tell me why you want to know my past?"
Reaching out to gently stroke Qingyin's hair in front of him, Ye Huang's expression returned to a smile after a brief gloom.
"I just want to understand your past. I don't want to cause you pain because I accidentally mentioned your pain."
Nangong Qingyin said quietly.
"Actually, I don't have anything to say about my past, but since you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it."
While talking, Ye Huang took Nangong Qingyin and sat by the lake, looking up at the sky with a look of pain in his eyes.
For himself, he didn't want to recall the past things, but many times those things would wake him up from his dreams at night.
It's as if God doesn't want to forget these things.
"Actually, just like you, before this, I also had great prejudices against the Ye family, including my own parents, because I felt that I was abandoned and an unwanted child."
"So in the past twenty years, I had almost zero understanding of the concepts of parents and relatives. In the first ten years of my life, I was a little beggar that everyone despised, and in the middle period, I had no idea.
He was an orphan wanted by others, and for the next eight years he was a killer that everyone saw and photographed."
"Aren't you from Yanjing? Why did you come to Yucheng?"
"Grandpa Beggar brought me here, so this became my hometown."
Ye Huang smiled and continued.
"I was picked up by a beggar grandfather from a garbage dump in Yanjing on a snowy day, and then I was raised on the corn paste that the old man picked up every day in exchange for the rags and the leftover milk that he drank. Then one day the beggar
Grandpa felt that his time was coming, so he took me and left Yanjing."
"Grandpa Beggar's hometown is Yucheng. He said that regardless of status, people must return to their hometown when they die. As an old beggar, he is no exception."
"After the beggar grandpa returned to Chongqing, he passed away not long after. After burying the beggar grandpa, I continued to be my own beggar. The beggar grandpa once told me that beggars also have the dignity of beggars. If you don't steal, you can't steal.
Grab it, don’t!”
"I could still understand the first two sentences, but I didn't understand the last sentence. At that time, I was thinking, if I don't go out to ask for things, can I still be called a beggar?"
"But I still listened to the beggar's words. After the beggar left, I picked up rags for a while. You may not believe it. Being able to have a full meal at that time was a luxury for me."
Ye Huang said sadly, while Nangong Qingyin and Yan Jing beside him turned red.
