——Qu Mo has been sitting motionless on his chair since he woke up. There is no previous excitement or tenderness in his eyes, but his fists are clenched tightly, as if he is still immersed in it.
If he hadn't woken up, he would never have thought about the story just now. It was an illusion, and everything was too real.
It seems,
He has been away with Qingyun for four or five years. After four or five years of hard work, what he got in the end was a person who he wanted to live with but Qingyun was unwilling to live with him.
Live together and leave your own ending.
He couldn't understand, and he couldn't figure it out. Just when he was preparing to give up his official position, give up his family identity, and give up everything for Qingyun, he got this kind of result. It was ridiculous, and Qu Mo's eyes were filled with tears.
Tears fell.
Qingyun was completely panicked, even her legs were trembling, and her tears kept falling. She looked at Qu Mo and wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare to get close.
Subsequently,
She raised her eyes and looked at King Jing again, always feeling that everything seemed like a dream and seemed real. She could clearly feel that she had really fallen in love with King Jing, deeply in love.
suddenly,
Qingyun wiped away her tears, rushed to Xiyue, knelt down with a plop, reached out and grabbed Xiyue's long skirt and cried.
"Master Murong, Master Murong, please weave a new illusion for the little girl. I don't believe it. I don't believe I would choose that way. There must have been some mistake in the process, right?"
Xiyue blinked her beautiful eyes, but her heart sank slightly. This Qingyun seemed to have some sense. She did not blame the matter on herself at all, but said in a very vague way that something went wrong, that is,
Said, she was saying that she had lied.
He reached out and patted the back of Qingyun's hand.
"Are you sure you can control your heart this time?"
"Except for the fact that I created this illusion, everything in it is under your control. I have no involvement. I can guarantee that every detail in the story is under your control. In other words, even if it happens in
What is in front of you is not an illusion, it is reality, and you will make the same choice."
Hearing this, Qingyun became even more disbelieving, shook her head desperately, kowtowed to Xiyue with her eyes widened.
"It's impossible. I love Qu Mo. I have always loved him. How could it change because of an illusion?"
"good--"
Xiyue knew that she didn't want to give up, and as her skillful hands turned like tapestry, a new illusion appeared in her hands. Qingyun felt happy and hurriedly sat down, and then the same characters, the same story, and the same happened.
Although there are some changes in the story, because they are in a fantasy world and are really alive, the main plot has not changed at all. Until the end, she left with King Jing and allowed Qu Mo to be beheaded.
Mr. Qu and Mrs. Qu walked towards their son together with red eyes.
"Son..."
Madam Qu burst into tears, while Qu Mo lifted up his front robe, knelt on his knees, and bowed deeply in pain.
"My son is unfilial and makes my father and mother worried."
Mr. Qu reached out and held his son's shoulders tightly, helped him up, and spoke in a deep voice with some seriousness.
"My father is opposed to your marriage, not because of her family background, because my parents have decided a long time ago that when you get married, they will let you choose the girl you like and will not force you."