Chapter 1850: Nanzhao Wang's killer wife (31)

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For a long time, Luo smashed his eyes and shook his eyes. "It is indeed a desolate story."
Nan Yizhen looked at her nephew for a long time, and finally a pair of eyes like the sea gradually faded. There is a lot of things in his heart to ask, but he did not ask for an exit.
Because the girl standing in front of him seems to be...not thinking about it.
A large piece of snow fell with the wind, falling on his hair and falling on his shoulder.
Luo Dian Chen saw his half body outside the umbrella, raised his right hand and patted his shoulder and said: "But no matter how bleak the story is all right, now I am by your side."
If she guessed it correctly, the teenager in this story should be Nan Yi.
After all, the home of the emperor in the deep, from the birth to bear the fate of being framed, whether you eat or use, must be careful.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel that such a Nanyi 笙, from childhood to large, lived like a thin ice.
But his character is still so gentle, even if she has no bottomless scorpion, she often does not see it.
Nan Yizhen looked at his lips and looked at the dusty dust. In the sky, the bottom of my heart suddenly trembled unconsciously.
She is like the only person in the world who does not count on him and can stand firmly beside him.
A few lonely ice hearts, in such a snowy land, the first time deep shaking.
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Suddenly remembered the system prompt tone let Luo smashed a bit, but before she had passed, the original right hand was suddenly held by Nan Yizhen.
The next second, steadily fell into a warm embrace.
He didn't talk, but the strength of his hands around her was so profound.
"Nan Yizhen..." She whispered and called his name.
His slightly trembling voice line said: "Well."
Luo Dingchen seems to have a very special feeling in his warm arms, always feel that holding her now is the most authentic Nanyi.
Perseverance, tolerance, hegemony, deepness...
Not like he saw him on weekdays... gentle!
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After that day, Nan Yizhen was better than her before, and she was almost at her side.
Every morning, I came back to the temple and personally combed the three thousand hairs for her. In the afternoon, I always got a big heater and sat in front of the window to look at the snow outside the window.
He also likes to make some small snacks for her: sweet-scented osmanthus cake, peach bud, pear flower persimmon cake and so on.
When the sun sets, soak in a pot of hot tea and enjoy a quiet time.
On the day before the wedding, he took a sip of Biluochun, looking at the faint gaze: "Do you like such a day?"
Luo fell into the dust and heard the words, turned around and looked at his slightly deep eyes and asked some questions: "Who does this world dislike such a day?"
She couldn't see what he said in the bottom of his throat, but she knew that he must have told me a lot.
"If the time of ease is always short, do you like this ease?"
This question sounds contradictory, but Luo Dianchen understands what it means.
I saw her gently picking up the cup, and the refreshing tea exudes a leisurely fragrance. After drinking it, she said: "I am a person who likes the status quo, only cares about having it. Even if happiness and happiness are short-lived, I think that every minute is worth every time."