Nangong Wushuang smiled after hearing Chu Yi's words, but the tears on her face were swayed by the moonlight. She said slowly: "That's right, all you men care about is your face. If I die tonight
Well, Prince Jing doesn’t look good on his face, so I can’t die tonight no matter what, and if I die like this, I’m afraid I’ll have to cause trouble again and cause trouble to Tuo Yin and Da Zhou.”
Chu Yi's brows frowned even more, but his face became a little colder.
Nangong Wushuang added: "But apart from your face, I really can't die. If I die like this, wouldn't I fulfill their wish?"
"Them?" Chu Yi's eyes were a little confused, and he asked unhurriedly: "Them? Who are they?"
Nangong Wushuang straightened her waist, but did not answer his question. She just smiled and looked at Chu Yi and said: "Prince Jing does not have me in his heart. I am afraid that if he gets married in the future, I will not exist in his heart.
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Chu Yi didn't expect her to say this, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Nangong Wushuang looked at Chu Yi and said, "But I already have Prince Jing in my heart, so this marriage is unfair to me."
Seeing that Nangong Wushuang spoke so directly, Chu Yi felt a little confused on his face and coughed lightly.
Nangong Wushuang stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears. She didn't want to do this but it hurt the wound. She took a breath of pain, and then said slowly: "Since it was unfair from the beginning, then it should be fair in the future! I know
Prince Jing has always had great ambitions, and the position of leader of the Jingji Guards will definitely not be appreciated by Prince Jing. And I may still be of some use to Prince Jing, so why not do this, wait until Prince Jing succeeds in his big event, and then I will be unparalleled.
Let it go!"
Chu Yi knew that when Nangong Wushuang spoke to him like this, it meant that she had seen through some of his thoughts. The two of them got married, but it was just a contract.
He glanced at Nangong Wushuang, with a hint of inquiry and a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Why did the princess say this?"
Nangong Wushuang did not answer his words, and only said slowly: "After you and I get married, I will play the role of your prince and won't cause you any difficulties, and you don't have to give me anything to Tuoyin.
I can do whatever I want to save a little bit of face, even if it means destroying Tuoyin's country, I won't mind. The only requirement is that Prince Jing can protect me when I am in Prince Jing's Mansion."
There was a hint of confusion in Chu Yi's eyes. He was not sure what was going on with Nangong Wushuang. The only thing he could be sure of was that the abnormality of the girl in front of him must have something to do with the man on the ground.
Abi was wearing very ordinary clothes and could not tell his identity, but his facial features gave him away.
After all, the facial features of the Tuoyin people are different from those of the ordinary people of the Zhou Dynasty. Their noses are much higher than those of ordinary people, and their faces are also more pointed.
Chu Yi's eyes were deep. He pondered for a moment and then looked at Nangong Wushuang and said, "Did something happen to Tuo Yin?"
"No, my mother is dead." Nangong Wushuang said slowly: "From now on, my dead mother, Princess Tuoyin who doesn't know who her father is, is no longer a Tuoyin!"
Chu Yi saw the coldness in Nangong Wu's eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The despair in those eyes shocked even a person who had always been cold-hearted.