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She also knew the entanglement in his heart... On the one hand, she had to play a scene and show it to all people, but on the other hand, she was afraid that she would be sad... She knew that every time he hugged those women and came back, he always had to clean them, came to her, teased her, and looked at her carefully.

In the eyes and words, there is guilt and worry.

He has always been romantic, leisurely and casual, but only at this moment, he is indescribably trembling. At this moment, although she was sad because of the dazzling scene, what was even more sad was his petty apology.

She felt sorry for his helplessness, so she deliberately welcomed him, as if she didn't care. However, because of this intention, she seemed to break through this unspeakable embarrasment and was speechless.

Does he want to relax her by clearly mentioning the past? And how can she put him in a dilemma?

However, when she was about to speak, he suddenly turned his head and looked at her seriously: "Cloud, I will never let you be one of my harems. You are just my cloud, my Shangyi, my... wife. I can't give you a decent reputation. I can only give you... My people, my heart, give you my lifelong love. It's just clouds, will you be afraid?

Luo Wen'er is a little strange. If any woman gets everything from the man she loves deeply, how can she be afraid if it's too late to be happy?

Seeing her puzzled, Qian Yumo smiled and stroked her little brain: "I'm already mediocre, and I'm not afraid of being more mediocre, and if..."

looked at her deeply: "I can still do it and finally become the kind of person I want everyone to identify with, but you... If the lord loses his harem and is entangled with Shang Yi, are you afraid of the name of this beauty disaster?"

Luo Wen'er's eyes condensed, and he said...

But when he saw Qian Yumo, he just looked at her in an instant: "Before, they all stared at people and knew that you and I were not real, but now... Yuncai, ruthless to people can also pretend to be true, and if they are really affectionate, how can they be indifferent to her? I think I can play and fake it, but for you, I can't hide my feelings for you. So, Yuncai, are you afraid of the crisis that my exclusive pet will bring to you? They will frame you by all kinds of means and say that you are a demon, a fox spirit. They will make a fuss about your origin and embarrass you everywhere. Even the courtiers will not like you and will be impeached. And those vassal states, as well as the Celestial Empire, will tell you that you are unbearable and will add many crimes. Once there is a natural or man-made disaster, these causes will be attributed to you. They will shout to kill you, and..."

His eyes flashed, just looking at her: "Are you afraid?"

Looking back at his gaze, there were expectations, worries, spoiling, and many things that she couldn't see for a moment. But she knows what kind of answer he wants her to give, and what she needs is that she can't let go of. He has given it. What is she afraid of?

She looked at him.

The long silence made him a little nervous. He opened his lips slightly and wanted to say something. However, he heard the best voice in the world: "I'm not afraid. As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything!"

The eyes flashed, and for a moment, the ink jade seemed to break, bursting out the most crystal beads of water: "Clouds..."

The crystal in those eyes also seemed to fall into her eyes. Luo Wener smiled and approached him. Her lips fell gently on his lips and looked into his eyes: "I will always be with you!"

"Cloud..." He only felt choked in his throat and couldn't say anything, so he hugged her and kissed her hard. He didn't think it was enough. He took a bite: "Madam..."

"Oh, you hurt me!" Luo Wener was angry and bit him back.

As a result, after a while, the fight became lingering, and the joking laughter gradually calmed down. Only the whispers and whispers of love between men and women emerged from the hanging curtain of the lilies, stirring silver bells, bells, jingling bells...

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It's still the endless green, or the blue and clear sky, but at this moment, there is a feather veil cloak piled up at Luo Wen'er's feet.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he took her into this fantasy and took off his cloak for her and left it here.

At this moment, she looked at the cloak gently swinging in the corner in the wind and suddenly felt that the seven days were like a dream, and she stood here as if she had never left.

And he was also a rare silence in seven days. He picked up the cloak and put it on her.

did not ignore the melancholy and nostalgia in her eyes, because his mood was the same.

hugged her and whispered, "Cloud, how about we stay here?"

She leaned her head on his shoulder and slowly swept over the vitality... She wanted to keep all this in mind.

Closed his eyes and hugged him back: "Even if you leave, won't you come back often?"

He smiled: "Yes, in fact, it's better to leave. I want to spend more time with Yuncai..."

She only felt that this was strange, but he had let go of her and looked into her eyes: "Madam, we are going out..."

looked back at his eyes, clenched his hand and nodded.

Qian Yumo smiled, kissed her forehead, took her hand, and took a step forward...

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As if it was just this step, the white and bright space suddenly walked into the dark.

It was night when I left that day, but now it's still night?

Luo Wener was a little confused for a moment, but when her eyes adapted to the darkness, she saw the pigeon egg-sized beads flashing slightly in his palm. But as if to sink into a dream, the faint light gradually darkened.

"This bead is amazing. Where did you get it?"

Qian Yumo looked at the bead that slowly regained his composure and smiled at the corners of his lips: "I still remember the year we first met, when I went to the cool threshold. I was dedicated to choosing a gift for you, so I got this purple pearl..."

"Zi Tianzhu?"

Luo Wener looked carefully and found that the beads really glowed with a layer of purple light, but extremely light, like a night gauze.

"It is said that if you give the purple pearls to your heart, you can be close to each other and set three lives." He close his palm and said, "How can I work hard, but people say 'not rare'..."

Luo Wener also recalled the past, but at the beginning, she didn't know his identity, let alone that he was in a hurry. She just wanted to come back to see her. She only knew that he was convulsed as soon as he appeared, which embarrassed her and Bai Li. After returning to the other courtyard, she saw him playing with eight flowers...

"Heart to heart, fate for three lives..." She tilted her head: "So you were thinking about me at that time..."

"Isn't it?" He spread his palm again, as if looking at Zi Tianzhu: "Now that you think about it, you have learned to be jealous of me at that time..."

Who is jealous? Who is jealous?"

"Okay," he restrained her little fist: "I'm jealous, can I be jealous?"

Luo Wener was more satisfied with this answer and continued to think about the bead: "But since it is related to marriage, how can it be..."

Think of the previous fantasy... No, it is the real place, and how can a small bead tolerate a whole world?

Qian Yumo just smiled and approached her: "This is a secret!"

"Fal the mystery!" She curled her lips and suddenly remembered the strangest figure in the palace: "Is this the bead that Mr. Jiu always wants to take for himself?"

Qian Yumo's face suddenly became ugly: "That guy, don't pay attention to him in the future!"

"Why, you want to eat his vinegar? Isn't he your favorite little brother?"

"I found that I have made you look bad these days. It seems that I have to clean it up."

"Qian Yumo, this is in the palace..."

"I don't care! I have to give you some color..."

Luo Wener smiled and dodged him, but he grabbed him back and pressed it on the tree trunk to "clean up".

"Amo..."

She couldn't stand it and began to beg for mercy, but her waist suddenly tightened, and her whole body seemed to fly up. Then she heard a loud noise. When her eyes were slightly fixed, she saw that the palms of the two palms were facing each other. Qian Yumo took her back and took several steps before stopping.

The palm at her waist is still tightly stuck to her, and now she is unconsciously trembling. She knew that although he tried his best to keep calm, he must have suffered a serious internal injury.

Who is it, unexpectedly...

"Thousand wings..." She exclaimed.

Why is he here?

But she didn't allow her to think about it. The man had already flew over, and the cloak rolled over, like the wings of an eagle, straight down to them.

The wings swept the branches, making the branches and leaves rustle and fall one after another. So, the dim moonlight fell into his eyes.

The dark eyes that were as deep as night were bleeding at this moment, which was the murderous spirit she was most familiar with.

"Thousand Wings..."

She hurriedly appeared in front of Qian Yumo, but was pulled back by him.

However, the wind swept the fallen leaves, and the cold wrapped in gravel, covering it like the top of Mount Tai under the sweep of huge wings.