There was no expression on her face, but she was harboring concerns in her heart. Because of his life-saving grace, she would not kill him, but she would never be able to be with him.
"Yun'er, I am your savior." He mentioned this deliberately, stroking her long black hair hanging on her chest with compassion, "I have been waiting for you to repay your life-saving grace. You and Jun Mo Shangzhi
There is only the past, and the past is destined to be buried. And you and I..." The palm of my hand was placed on her round belly again, "We have a baby."
She had no intention of trying to rob him of his words. No matter how much he pestered her, nothing would change.
The carriage had stopped, and the young man Yuanzi opened the carriage door. Feng Jingyun stepped out of the carriage with Yuanzi's help.
The cold wind howled, causing my face to hurt like a knife.
The night sky is blue, and the stars add beautiful embellishments to the night like gems.
On the ground and in the mountains, the entire land is covered with white snow. As far as the eye can see, it is an endless expanse of silvery white.
The river, which was almost frozen by ice and snow, shone brightly under the moonlight.
Feng Jingyun walked across the open ground and walked towards a big tree by the river.
After walking for a while, she discovered a person standing on the river.
He was a slender young man, alone, dressed in white clothes, handsome and elegant, with eyebrows like ink paintings, as if he had gathered the brilliance of heaven and earth, leaving behind the world and being independent.
He just stood there so quietly, as if waiting for the most important person, so patiently and silently that it seemed difficult for others to notice.
There is no one else in the world except Murong Che for such a man who has wasted his youth.
Feng Jingyun's footsteps stopped by the river, and she looked at him steadily with cold eyes.
He is really good-looking, so beautiful that it is hard to describe with words.
Even she, who has long been accustomed to seeing handsome men, has to admit that from the modern times before time travel to the present, there has never been a man with better looks than Murong Che.
pity……
His figure is transparent.
He is a ghost.
A ghost that is so beautiful that it can make the heaven and earth eclipse, and the sun and moon lose all light.
He looked over. To be precise, from the moment the carriage appeared, he had been staring in her direction, his clear and traceless eyes filled with deep longing.
He misses her.
Thinking about it makes my soul almost disappear!
He had no memory. It was her blood that could reunite his soul at the bottom of the Soul-Lost River. There was always only her shadow in his blank mind.
Although, he remembered a few fragments and something about him in Huanyue Kingdom. He was the crown prince of Huanyue Kingdom. He remembered that Jun Youqi said that they were close friends.
But his memory was filled only with Feng Jingyun.
After moving her lips, she realized that she missed her so much that she couldn't even make a sound.
She locked the jade pendant he was living in into the jade gourd. He actually expected that she would do that from the beginning, but that was her decision. He was just a ray of soul and could not help her. Even because ghosts are Yin, he could not even get married.
Getting close to her will only bring disaster to her.
So, he stayed quietly in the jade gourd with the soul-trapping curse while concentrating on practicing the mind power of being a ghost to make his own abilities stronger, while waiting for her.
She had locked his soul in her purse once before, but this was the second time.
He stared at her intently, as if he had been waiting for a long, long time after countless years of baptism.
She stared at the deep affection in his eyes, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable and sad in her heart.
