Therefore, from the day she married him, she was ready to protect him forever and never allow anyone to hurt him in the slightest.
Including herself, and all the subordinates she recruited, if she disrespected Bei Che, she would rather not keep them than do anything stupid.
Ruowu heard the warning in her words and flattened his mouth in aggrieved tone, "My lord, I have not forgotten it."
She is just worried.
Xiang Wanwan had a hint of coolness in her eyes no matter who she looked at. Only when she looked at Bei Che, a dark light flashed in her eyes. People who didn't know her would have a hard time noticing that she seemed careless.
In fact, he was listening to Bei Che's words very seriously, focusing on every word.
If you don't see it in your eyes, you will be quite worried about it.
She understands too well that the more she cares, the more she will be hurt.
Things between men and women are like a protracted tug-of-war. Whoever is tempted first will lose half the first.
Xiang Wanwan was her recognized master. If Wanwan was willing to watch her suffer, she knew that talking too much would make Wanwan unhappy, but she still spoke out.
Just die.
It is better to be punished than to watch the Lord cry afterwards.
Huh? What would it be like for the Lord to wipe his tears like a delicate noble lady? Ruowu found that she could not imagine that kind of scene at all, but the scene of being chased by Wanwan became her eternal nightmare.
Wuji Lingling shuddered and patted her chest to breathe.
Her worries are probably unnecessary.
The royal prince seems to be very easy to talk to, but based on his face, he should be the kind of simple guy who would foolishly pay for his money after being sold.
He was raised in a deep palace since he was young, and had no worries about food and clothing. He could only learn a few intrigues and intrigues, and those thrilling tricks, both open and covert, were equivalent to the quarrels and fights of children in the face of powerful strength.
If you don't stand there in a daze, you can figure it out yourself.
Xiang Wanwan glanced at her and visually judged that this girl would have to wander for a while, so she returned to the bedroom with bare feet.
After struggling for a while, the food has already become cold.
The maids cleaned up the leftovers and held a pot of fruit tea every night, reading ancient books while drinking.
She was a mercenary in her previous life, and she was used to doing her homework before going on a mission. Now that she has traveled back to ancient times and been reborn, everything around her is quite unfamiliar to her.
Xiang Wanwan needs to find a proper entry point and gradually integrate into her current life.
Therefore, books became the most appropriate medium. Everything she wanted to find seemed to be hidden in that room of thick ancient scrolls.
In the past eight months, she has read most of it, and the North Country is no longer a stranger.
She just can't restrain herself from thinking about everything in modern times. Are those brothers and sisters who live together day and night, grow together, support each other, and rely on each other okay? Without her presence, will some people be sad or timid?
Senior sister, I will definitely cry non-stop again.
If her passing only brings pain and sadness to everyone, she prays to God to let everyone who loves her forget her existence.
She would rather never appear in their lives and keep the regrets to herself. She also wants them to live happily and not have their lives clouded because of her.