Feng Ruqing stretched out her hand and pressed her head tightly, trying to recall all the forgotten things.
But the man in front of her looked at her with affectionate and nostalgic eyes, and then gradually disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
At this moment, inside the wing.
Nan Xian slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and his face glowed with warmth under the cold moonlight.
"Master, how is the princess?" Xiaoqing asked anxiously.
"My Qing'er is very strong, no one can hurt him."
"oh."
Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked in a mean tone, "The soul that wanted to take over the princess's body is gone. Fortunately, the princess is stronger. Otherwise, what if that bitch man uses the princess's body to seduce a girl? After all, the princess
It’s so popular with girls.”
Nan Xian glanced at Xiao Qing coldly, "I only know that Qing'er is fine, but I don't know exactly what happened. Everything the main soul sees will not be known to me, but"
He paused and said, "One thing I'm sure of is that you will become Snake Soup."
Xiaoqing ""
It only cares about the princess, why is its master so cruel every time.
Nan Xian had no time to talk to Xiao Qing anymore because Feng Ruqing had already woken up.
She rubbed her temples where she had a headache, and slowly opened her eyes. What came into her eyes was a face as handsome as a fairy.
"National Preceptor"
Feng Ruqing suddenly stood up and hugged Nan Xian tightly. Her arms were very strong, for fear of losing him.
Nan Xian was suffocated by his embrace, and his bones were almost falling apart.
But seeing Feng Ruqing's appearance, he still didn't bother her, and just put his hand gently on her back.
"What's wrong"
"I don't remember exactly," Feng Ruqing raised her face, "I just remember that I seemed to see someone who looked very similar to you, and then someone kept shouting a name in my mind."
"What name"
"Southern Changfeng"
This name seems to be engraved deep in her memory, and it hurts every time she hears it.
Nan Xian's fingers trembled slightly and he calmly held the woman into his arms. He lowered his head and rubbed her head with his chin, "Qing'er, no matter what happens, I will always be with you."
"National Master," a smile appeared on Feng Ruqing's face, "Those people have been calling you Nan Changfeng before."
Nan Xian lowered his eyes and remained silent.
"Fuchen and the others all said that I was the Nine Emperors. He once told me that the Nine Emperors had a lover. She left the mountain gate to save her lover and disappeared after that."
"Qing'er"
"So, when I first saw you, my first feeling was that I wanted to sleep with you. Maybe the Nine Emperors didn't sleep with Nan Changfeng back then, so in this life, I will inherit her long-cherished wish."
She didn't know what the story was between the Nine Emperors and Nan Changfeng.
But Nan Changfeng's eyes lingered in her heart for a long time.
Only if you love someone to the extreme, he will not be able to let her go even to death, and he will be so sad even to death.
People all over the world say that when two people love each other, the one who is alive suffers the most.
This is not the case.
The sorrow of living, the dead person will still be sad when he thinks of the loved one left in the world.
Nan Xian lowered his lips and left a soft kiss on the girl's forehead, "You are Qing'er, I am Nan Xian, that's all."