Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo - Chapter 777

There were bursts of cold body sensations from the shoulders and arms, and Xia Chu felt that she and Yuefeng were pulling together, not knowing when their shoulders were leaning against each other.

At such a time when spring was blooming, the coldness on his shoulders passed through her sleeves and spread to her skin.

And this body cold penetrated into her blood again, and it rushed into her heart, reminding the people beside her that her life was not long, so she couldn’t bear it any longer, so she moved to the side.

But Yue Fengwan blurted out such straightforward words just now, and Xia Chu turned her face to the other side.

Dot Dian crawled outside the cave, neither playing nor leaving, as if guarding the two of them.

The whole world is extremely calm, and there is no trace of the past or future. There is only a small place deep in the jungle in the countryside. The color is beautiful, and there is no trace of the past.

They sat shoulder to shoulder in the cave, she looked out and he looked at her.

The leaves above his head were blown by the wind, Xia Chu couldn’t bear his last life, leaving only the blank space for the two of them to sit, and finally whispered: “According to the few time we spend together, even the regent Wang Houai is not going to save his life.”

“Since I promise one person to be partial, I am willing to be generous for the rest of my life.”

Yuefeng Wanyou still remembered the day when she first saw her, the Tianlu capital was dimly lit.

She stretched out her hand to stop her, and the moment she raised her head suddenly, the lights of thousands of houses condensed in her eyes, like a bright galaxy, radiating all kinds of brilliance.

Although Xia Chu’s face turned away, his eyes were always fixed on her profile, looking at her graceful curves and outlines, as beautiful and elegant as ink lines.

He also watched her and Xiao Mubai together, and couldn’t help but feel jealous, all the bad water in his heart was thinking about how to find a way to separate her from Xiao Mubai.

But all the intrigues and tricks were defeated in front of the sincerity, and they were completely defeated.

When she raised her eyebrows, she occupied the upper half of his heart. How could he have calculated her.

The slanting sunlight gathered and scattered on them, scattered and chaotic.

Xia Chu couldn’t help but turn to look at Yue Fengwan again, watching those scattered halos, jumping erratically on his body.

His face was pale, and he could see weakness even in the light of the fire, but she still couldn’t give the answer he wanted, her eyes were filled with a mist of guilt.

Yue Fengwan seemed to be burnt by the guilt that was about to overflow in her eyes, but she felt that the cleansing ripples in her heart subsided in an instant, leaving only the suffocating pain that hit her.

He turned his body slowly, raised his hand to cover the pain in his heart with Xia Chu’s back on his back, pressed hard to try to relieve it, and after a while, he joked in an almost relaxed tone: “I didn’t plan to say it, right now…more It’s not your responsibility.”

Even if he knew that her heart was full of Xiao Mubai, he would use his own way to occupy a place.

He has his own halo, and he won’t take it off humbly because of her, making him bleak by her side instead.

He is willing to use this last moment to burn into a blazing flame and become a beam of light that will remain in her heart forever and cannot be forgotten.

When Xia Chu saw his splendid back illuminated by the firelight, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of grief in his heart. He said in such a relaxed tone that he was not responsible.

And it was true, he didn’t put her in a dilemma.

Because she didn’t have to choose at all.

Xia Chu’s voice was choked: “Don’t laugh, I want to cry.”

Yuefeng’s long eyelashes covered his eyes, which gradually turned to dark blue, but he couldn’t hide the smile on the corner of his lips, the traces that were light and distant but pampered.

“From now on, we only have to say goodbye to each other, and we will never part again. Ah Chu, I am happy to laugh, don’t cry, and don’t be afraid. After I die, you only need to summon Fei Lian to come over, and then go and say goodbye to Meng An. Let’s go.” Yue Fengwan’s fingertips stretched out to her eyelids but retracted.

He was afraid of the cold fingertips, and the ice reached her warm cheeks.

The small cave was instantly filled with thick and inextricable sentimentality, Yue Fengwan coughed lightly: “I used to feel strange.”

Xia Chu knew that he was deliberately diverting the topic and wanted to resolve his sudden sadness, so he asked him, “What’s strange?”

Yuefeng smiled lightly, and the corners of her lips were very gentle: “It’s strange that you always inadvertently show a stubborn look that is incompatible with this turbid world.”

He leaned slightly towards her, and looked at her from top to bottom: “There is also an old man who doesn’t match his age.”

Yue Fengwan had indeed been curious about how her personality came about. According to Lan Yuying’s words to him, Xia Chu’s childhood should be carefree and pure.

But she has never been involved in the world, why is she able to navigate between the two countries with ease just after going down the mountain, and she can still live so transparently in the interspersed identities.

“Yuefengwan, I’m the one who died once.” Xia Chu looked at his magnificent blue eyes and told a secret she had never told anyone.

She didn’t even mention Xiao Mubai, because it was too absurd.

But facing Yue Fengwan, who only had half an hour to live, she seemed to blurt it out without hesitation.

Yuefengwan’s face was slightly startled, and then she smiled relievedly: “Yes, Ziluo is daring in private, you don’t have to blame her, it is considered dead once.”

“No! I really died once.” Xia Chu finally spoke out the secret that was sunk in his heart.

She seemed to be just telling Yue Fengwan a story, a past life that seemed like a nightmare.

In that dream, the Zhao family’s army was wiped out, Hou Ye was imprisoned, Xiao Zimu’s arrows pierced through her heart, and she held a man whom she had truly loved for many years, cut off the meridians of her hands and feet, and finally pierced her with a sword.

In that dream, there was no Xiao Mubai, no Yue Fengyun, no redemption, no liberation, only endless hatred and strong unwillingness.

She was a little excited when she described the whole thing, but Yue Fengwan was only at the last moment of her life, quietly listening to her pour out all her dissatisfaction, and listen to her heartily telling a secret that could not be shared with others.

Even if the secret is true or false, he has no way of knowing.

Xia Chu vomited quickly, but did not notice Yue Fengwan’s increasingly pale complexion.

The choking pain in his chest kept attacking, his breathing was getting weaker, and he even felt unable to support himself.

But the expression on his face changed with the flow of Xia Chu’s narrative, as if he felt sorry for her in the story, far more than the original suffocation in his chest.

“If you don’t believe it, just treat me as telling you a story of a woman’s revenge after her rebirth.”

There was a coldness on Xia Chu’s shoulder, and Yue Fengwan put her head on her shoulder weakly. He didn’t care whether what she said was true or not, he only cared that she didn’t meet him in her last life.

The sunset rises from the west to the east, and he loves her with a beginning but no end.