She stood up and took Yue Qianshang's hand: "Dad, you think too much. Am I not doing well now? I won't blame you, and I won't remember the past. No matter how I lived in the past, I just want to
In the future, I will only look forward. The Mingyue Empire is completely unfamiliar to me, but I have relatives here."
Although I only met Yue Qianshang a few times, I didn't even say a few serious words.
However, if there is a blood relationship, it feels even more intimate.
Now she is also the child's mother, even though she still doesn't know how to love her child, but the love is there.
"You mean, have you forgiven me?"
"Dad, we are parents, there is no such thing as forgiveness or unforgiveness."
Yue Qianshang was very pleased that his child was Luo Yunli. He had not experienced her tenderness yet, but he had already seen her grow up and become a graceful beauty.
Time flies.
"If your mother sees you, she will definitely be proud of you."
Luo Yunli has too many things in common with her mother, but she also has too many things that her mother doesn't have.
Luo Yunli smiled and suddenly said: "Dad, how did my mother die?"
Yue Qianshang's expression turned painful, and she shook her head in pain: "I don't know."
"have no idea?"
Luo Yunli frowned.
"Yes. I don't know. When your mother and I were together, she violated Luo's saintly rules and was imprisoned in a saintly cave to think about her faults. I didn't know about it later. However, your mother is a saint.
You should know……"
Yue Qianshang looked at Luo Yunli heartbrokenly and did not say any more.
Luo Yunli followed it naturally: "The saint could not live to be twenty-five years old, so she should have died in the saint's cave, right?"
Yue Qianshang didn't speak, but his heartbroken expression spoke for him.
He looked at Luo Yunli, with a feeling of helplessness in his eyes.
Luo Yunli smiled slightly: "Dad, are you worried that I won't live to be twenty-five?"
Yue Qianshang was silent.
But Luo Yunli said very easily: "No. I still want to live longer. Before the age of twenty-five, no one can take away my life. Without my permission, not even God can take away my life."
Will not work!"
When Luo Yunli said these words, her eyes were shining, and her eyes were filled with light. Her brilliance could never be concealed.
Yue Qianshang was shocked by her light, but...
"But you are a saint, this is your destiny..."
"You are thinking too much." Luo Yunli interrupted her worries, "The saint of the Mingyue Empire is just a cursed fate. As long as the curse is lifted, there will be no saint and no destiny. What's more,
, only I can control my destiny, no one else can control it!"
The snow girl is a legend.
It is also a tragic curse.
The tragic fate of generations of descendants is used to satisfy the ancestors' promise of loving each other.
Snow is there, love is there.
But all this is so ridiculous.
Everyone is dead.
Where is the love from?
What kind of love is it if we can't stay together?
Love means cutting off all thorns, rushing forward desperately, and grabbing the hand of the person you love.
Let’s grow old together.
Ancestors who are dead have no love.
Their love can only be praised, but it cannot imprison others.
And to unlock the secret of Xue Nu, it must be in the Luo family.