397. After the Storm: Everyone Has Their Minds 【5】
"Xuan Yinlan's master lost to the emperor's grandfather, and he swore that he would never be born again as long as he lived." Xuanyuan Zhirong answered Mu Jieyu's confusion, paused, and added, "The world is impermanent. Originally, the emperor's grandmother and Xuan Yinlan were
My master is a childhood sweetheart, and the two of them traveled across the world together. One is gentle and elegant, the other is as wild as the wind. Everyone thinks that they are a match made in heaven..."
Xuanyuan Zhirong's words have stopped, but Mu Jieyu can still imagine the lingering love of life and death that happened in the turbulent years and the turbulent times. Even though they are both amazing talents in the world, one of them is from the Jun family of Yanbei.
The legitimate daughter of the descendant clan, one is the helmsman behind the troubled dynasty. No matter what their status is, they know each other and fall in love. In the end, they have to separate because of the mission of the family and the responsibilities they are born with and cannot shirk.
To kill each other.
"Ah Rong, the world can change in the blink of an eye. No one can predict whether it will be windy or sunny at the next moment. Maybe you and I are still standing side by side at this moment, but after turning around, we will draw our swords at each other. I don't want to make promises, and I don't care about the future.
I only care about the present. Let you and I cherish the present together and cherish every moment we can be honest with each other." Mu Jieyu suddenly reached out from behind and wrapped his arms around Xuanyuan Zhirong's narrow waist, leaning against his back.
Although Xuanyuan Zhirong only mentioned the matter between Queen Chunyi and Master Xuan Yinlan lightly, it still deeply touched Mu Jieyu, and instantly reminded her of her and Xuanyuan Zhirong: She is
The princess of the previous dynasty, he is the prince of today.
She was really afraid that one day, they would go from knowing each other and falling in love to running into each other. Because what separated them was not just the barrier of identity. She always remembered the words of Mrs. Liao when she died, Xuanyuan Zhirong's biological mother, Empress Ouyang
Why did she die? Even if it was not directly caused by her biological mother, she could not escape her involvement.
If her identity is really exposed, how should she face Xuanyuan Zhirong, and how will Xuanyuan Zhirong, who loves Empress Ouyang so much, think of her?
Every time she recalled these things in her midnight dreams, she would feel frightened.
But even though she knew there was so much between them, she still fell in love with this man uncontrollably. As she said, in the vast sea of people, there is always one person who is the disaster of another person. Once they meet
, even though he knew it was like a moth flying into a flame, he still fought for that little bit of warmth without hesitation, even if his body was shattered to pieces.
Xuanyuan Zhirong was so sensitive. Mu Jieyu's emotions deeply affected him. He gently touched her little hand that was clasped on his waist with both hands. He wanted to turn around and hug her into his arms, but was blocked by those soft hands.
His hands were too tight to move, so he could only ask worriedly: "Min'er, what's wrong?"
"Ah Rong, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will never lie to me. If one day you hate me, please tell me and I will leave you far away." Mu Jieyu closed his eyes gently,
His tone was firm and he could not refuse.
"Min'er..."
"Arong, please promise me." Mu Jieyu didn't give Xuanyuan Zhirong a chance to speak, and locked him tightly, with a trace of prayer in his uneasiness and eagerness.
Xuanyuan Zhirong's heart softened upon hearing this, and he could only nod: "I promise you, but Min'er must believe me. No matter what happens in the future, no matter what I do, I will never hurt you."