Chapter 1044 The princess of the Yan Palace is more expensive than the princess
Chapter 1044 The princess of Prince Yan’s Mansion is more noble than the princess
"Go back!" Feng Weihuan made a decision immediately.
"Huh?" The little guy still wanted to explore the entrance of the cave.
"This place is too evil, let's go back." Feng Weihuan threw away the bell, turned around and walked back with the little guy.
"Aunt, but-"
"No but, leave quickly." Feng Weihuan had a tough attitude and walked straight forward.
Nanming's eyes were filled with disappointment.
No use?
After that winter day in the Imperial Capital, he was in a coma for three days. After waking up, strange memories came to mind from time to time, including this cave.
He came here and found the statue of the goddess and this bracelet.
The goddess statue is an ancient thing.
The bracelet was once worn on "her" wrist.
In this cave, he recalled some old things.
He thought that when he brought her here and used the wind in his palm to make the bell ring, she would be able to recall the memories of her previous life just like him.
But obviously, she can't remember...
"Mr. Nan." Feng Weihuan turned his head and saw Nan Ming still standing there, so he called out.
"Yes." Nan Ming secretly activated his palm. When he turned around, he opened his palm and the bracelet fell into his palm silently.
The next moment, the wind from the palm swept forward in large and small directions.
When the two fell to the ground, he rushed over and hugged them both with one hand.
The little mushroom was casually placed on the ground. He carefully held Feng Weihuan in his arms and stared at her unconscious face.
He didn't know why he did this, but he just subconsciously didn't want to let her go.
Why could she carelessly treat him as a stranger when he was obsessed with the memories of his past life?
This is the relationship between the two of them. He is already in the play, and she can no longer be an irrelevant spectator.
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On that late spring day, in this cave, Nanming thought of the sweetest time between him and Yan Xiao in his previous life.
The memory is from the past life, but when the memory comes back, the heartbeat and palpitations will also be reborn. Looking back on those past times, his love for Yanxiao is like a seed, taking root in his heart, growing leaves and branches.
But he also understood that no matter how wildly the seed grew, it would not be able to bloom or bear fruit. After all, Yan Xiao was from six hundred years ago.
Until he met Feng Weihuan.
That day, his adoptive mother came to him and talked to him about marriage tactfully: "Ming'er, you used to say, 'A man needs to establish a career first before starting a family.' Your adoptive father and I thought it was reasonable. But now you are the top scorer in high school.
You have a bright future ahead of you, do you want to consider the big things in your life?"
"I have Yunxi." He said with a smile, but what he was thinking about was Yanxiao.
"If my stepmother tells you business, Yunxi can't be your shield for the rest of your life."
"According to your opinion, someone has been selected now?" Hearing what his adoptive mother said, he stopped joking.
"The old lady of Duke Ning's mansion leads the way, and the four princesses of Prince Yan's mansion."
"Foster mother, with all due respect, are we overestimating this marriage?"
"You are the number one scholar, and you are good enough to match the princess."
"The princess of Prince Yan's Mansion is more noble than the princess." He said with a smile, she is the sister of Feng Danyuan, the God of War.
He is also an arrogant person. Looking across Kyushu, the number of people he can recognize as his opponents is less than one hand, but Feng Danyuan is the first one.
"Then do you agree or disagree?" The adoptive mother was also short-tempered. Seeing his ambiguous look, she went straight to the point.
"If the adoptive mother feels good about it, she will do everything for her." He said with a smile.
