At this time, Chang Le, who was full of sadness, was walking numbly in the night, letting the autumn wind blow her long hair and skirt.
In this night sky, she walked quietly and indifferently under two rows of peach trees full of peaches. The fresh peach fragrance came in the air. The fruity fragrance was refreshing and very delicious.
Faintly, Changle could feel that there was a man following her behind her. His steps were very steady. When her jade fingers rubbed the fabric, she could feel that the fabric was very slippery, which proved that the material was of high quality.
This man should be Chu Wuyou, because she also smelled the fragrance of dragon birth that only he had.
Why is he following?
Just when she was about to speed up and walk forward, suddenly, the man behind her hugged her from behind. His big, well-joined hands were tightly holding her uncontrollable slender waist, and his whole body,
He hugged her tightly with great affection, but his body seemed a little embarrassed.
"Chang Le, don't leave!" Although he told her to go away many times, he really didn't want to see her leave. He was afraid of her leaving figure, because such a figure indicated that she would never come back.
He is afraid that if she doesn't come back, he will be heartbroken.
Chang Le lowered his eyes very indifferently, and did not let Chu Wuyou let go. Instead, he looked calmly at the swaying pink fruits on the peach tree in front of him, "What's the use of talking about this now? You've just ruined my life."
I want others to look down on me because of my reputation. Now that your subordinates and Wei Yangche know about it, I'm afraid they are all laughing at me secretly. Now, are you comfortable? Satisfied?"
"That's not the case, Changle, I'm sorry." As if he had made up his mind, the man behind him had thrown away his noble aura and was willing to lower his head and apologize to Changle.
But at this time, Changle felt as if his heart had died, and just looked ahead indifferently, ignoring his words at all.
"Who dares to laugh at you? As long as I am here, no one of them dares! Get married to me, marry me, and be my crown princess, okay?"
At this time, the man behind her had gently pushed her body, holding her face to face with him. He was much taller than her, but he lowered his eyebrows gently and looked at her with a gentle look on his face.
"Impossible! I will never marry you in this life." Changle raised the corners of his lips with a sneer. She had too much hatred with him that could not be resolved. How could she marry him?
After marrying him, are all those hatreds gone?
"Why? Changle, you are already my woman. If you don't marry me, who will you marry?" Chu Wuyou looked at Changle with great affection.
He didn't understand why all the women in the world wanted to marry him, even if they were just an ordinary concubine, they would be happy.
Changle, on the other hand, didn't seem to care at all, he spoke so easily and refused so freely, but the more calm and calm she looked, the more he couldn't help but fall in love with her.
"Who said that because I am yours, I must marry you? A woman does not have to marry to find a way out. You don't understand me, and I don't understand you. Forcing a union will only add trouble and pain."
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Chang Le's lips. The smile was relaxed, casual, and full of feminine and mature charm.
"Who says I don't understand you anymore? I like your stubbornness, your free and easy, your spontaneity, and your arrogance. Marry me and I will protect you and carry a sedan chair to welcome you into the palace.
Let you be the happiest woman in the world!"
He decided to put aside all previous misunderstandings, choose to trust her in the future, and live a good life with her.