He was still struggling to keep that bottom line. Seeing his painful and entangled look, Mo Zihan wanted to punish him.
"How could it be! Yuchi Haotian is my husband. I don't know why I didn't want to marry him before. But now that I have lost my memory and got to know Yuchi Haotian again, it seems that he is not so unacceptable."
Mo Zihan's words made Mo Xuehan's heart suddenly sink, as if someone had held his heart with their hands.
"Han'er, you can't love him!"
"Why?"
Mo Zihan opened her big eyes and asked questions knowingly. She was inexplicably looking forward to the next words.
"because……"
I wanted to tell Mo Zihan what happened, but I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it. After careful consideration, I gave up.
"Anyway, you can love anyone, but you can't love him. Even if you follow him, you must not fall in love with him."
"Can I really love anyone?"
Looking at Mo Zihan, this is the woman he has loved since childhood.
But he is incompetent, he has no ability, he can't even protect the one he loves, so what qualifications do he have to express love to her?
She felt extremely uncomfortable, but Mo Xuehan nodded against her will.
Mo Zihan was really defeated by him.
It was obvious that Mo Xuehan's affection for her was true, but he was always unwilling to say it out loud, preferring to feel uncomfortable in his heart. Mo Zihan really couldn't stand it.
"What would you do if I fell in love with someone else?"
Mo Zihan's question made Mo Xuehan's body tremble slightly, and a burst of ecstasy came over her. She held Mo Zihan's shoulders and asked excitedly: "Han'er, do you remember me?"
Mo Xuehan's joy more or less infected Mo Zihan. In fact, the man in front of her was really good, wasn't he? In order not to burden her, she would rather bear all the blows and pain alone.
"I only remember that you like me and I like you, and I don't remember anything else. Brother, if two people love each other, shouldn't they be honest with each other?"
"Han'er, call me Jin."
Mo Xuehan's voice was a little hoarse. He didn't expect that Mo Zihan could still remember him and love him again even if he lost his memory. If he could get the love of such a girl, what else could he hide and what else should he worry about?
"Jin?" Mo Zihan repeated doubtfully.
"My real name is Nangong Jin."
"Nangong? Then you are from the Nanyang Dynasty..."
"I am the prince of Nanyang Dynasty."
I had already guessed that Mo Xuehan might be a descendant of the Nanyang Dynasty's royal family, but I didn't expect that he would actually be the prince.
"Then is my father also from the Nanyang Dynasty?"
"Dad is from the Chaoyang Dynasty. I was saved by my father, and the two of them became sworn friends. However, due to their special status, we could only communicate in private. When my father, the emperor, and my empress were killed, I just
Not long after I was born, my father found someone to rescue me, but my mother had an abortion because of me when she was about to give birth, so I have always existed as the young master of the Mo family."
Seeing Nangong Jin clenching her fists when mentioning the past, Mo Zihan's heart ached slightly. At a young age, he had to endure the fact that his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed, and he had to restore his country by himself. No wonder Nangong
Jin always has a melancholy and aloof temperament.
She hugged Nangong Jin's waist with some distress and buried her head in his arms. Mo Zihan comforted her softly: "Jin, don't worry, I will help you."
Stroking Mo Zihan's soft hair, Nangong Jin said quietly:
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