Chapter 603: Not before

Huang Ling snorted. "A drunk person will say this, just like a mentally ill person always says that he is not ill."
"..." Shepherd, listening to the mouth, can not help but pumping, he really did not get drunk!
Mugo looked at Huang Ling. "Do you know where there is no worries?"
Huang Ling listened and nodded: "Know."
"Want to hear about her story?"
"I know, she is like me, the soul crosses, forming an intricate relationship."
"Not these."
Huang Ling coveted, "I only know this."
"My aunt and I have been in the X dynasty."
Huang Ling listened, his eyes groaned and looked at herd in amazement.
She thought that she was joking with her.
But when he saw his serious expression and a sorrowful grief, she felt that he was not joking with her.
What makes Huang Ling even more surprised is that Gu Yu’s past life is also from the X dynasty?
She is looking forward to Huang Ling, "I want to hear it?"
Huang Ling gave him a blank eye. "I have come up with you. You said I want to hear?"
"Look at your sincere share, I will tell you. I am carefree, aunt in the X dynasty..."
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The wind in the winter night is blowing.
In the middle of the night, the moonlight was pretty.
In the middle of the night, it was dark everywhere.
The moon seems to go back to sleep, looking up, the whole sky, black like the bottom of the pot.
Time, as if the past half century -
No, it seems like the past millennium.
Huang Ling is a little embarrassed, just like she is also wearing a tunnel...
She sat there, her hands on her knees, her eyes faintly and quietly looking at the oil lamp in front of her eyes.
Under the faint light, her face looked very pale.
After the "story" is finished, she will not say more.
He was there, drinking wine bit by mouth, eating meat bit by bit.
From time to time, a sigh is made.
"Hey..." Huang Ling followed him and sighed. He picked up the wine next to him and poured it.
The wine was very hot, so hot that she frowned and her face was wrinkled.
"I feel that I am pitiful. It turns out that you are more pitiful than me." Huang Ling turned her head and glanced at her.
She loves Gu Yu, only loves eight years, and this man, loves a woman, loves to travel through time and space.
After suffering a painful cycle, I ended up not being with the beloved woman, but also watching her with her good friends.
"No." Shepherd laughed and said: "I can't. This is what I chose. If I die, I still don't drink Mengpo soup."
He looked at Huang Ling, and his voice was a little choked. "I am not pity, you are not pitiful. Poor is Song Guifei."
"..."
"You just loved Auntie for eight years, but she spent eight years of youth for her aunt, and she was half-scarred and covered with scars. After building the prosperous palace, she was just a beggar, a beggar who was abandoned in the cold palace. You Unimaginable and unable to understand the painful life of her in the cold three years. Deep Palace, it is a world full of infighting and darkness."
"It turns out that everything is really destined." Huang Ling felt.
"So, Auntie will make atonement in this life and pay off the debt."
"..."
Mugo looked deeply at Huang Ling. "Do you think that Auntie is still a former aunt?"
Huang Ling looked at Mugo inexplicably. For a long time, she was shocked by her own thoughts, her eyes widened and she looked at shepherd with horror. "You mean..."