Chapter 388: Once upon a time

Ye Qiangiao smiled suddenly: "I just-believe in his love words. I thought he was the same as he was, and since he promised he would not violate it, it turned out that what he said when he was in love was not real ..."
"What did he promise you?" Luo Qingyu, who had been listening beside him, interrupted.
Ye Qian sighed lowly: "He promised that I would marry me as a wife, and he would not be convicted for three years, and would not be affiliated with other women. He did distribute the other aunts in his house for me ..."
"You heard that after he promised Princess Qi Ruiguo's marriage, he sought him repeatedly, just to keep him from breaking his promise?" Luo Qingyu asked again.
Ye Qian closed her eyes slightly and did not speak.
But Luo Qingyu knew he was right.
I could not help sighing secretly.
Most of what men say when they are passionate is not credible, but it is a means of seeking favor.
However, there are many girls who take the love words they say at this time seriously, and in the end they are sad and hurt ...
"Why three years? Not a lifetime?" Luo Qingyu asked again, faintly feeling that there seemed to be some mystery in it.
Ye Qian's body shook slightly, and he looked up at the Grand Master. The Grand Master did not move, but there was a touch of pity on the bottom of his eyes: "Things are irreversible. Speak, you can say it. "
Ancient curse, what ancient curse?
Luo Qingyu felt that there was a mystery in the dialogue between the Great Master and Ye Qian today.
She faintly understood, but did not quite understand.
I took a look at Ye Qian and said earnestly: "Cousin, aunt, aunt, and old ancestors are still thinking about you. They don't want you to be in trouble and are waiting for you to go home."
Ye Qian paused for a moment, and finally sighed, "I am most sorry for them now ..."
She turned to look at the Great Teacher, slowly kneeling down, "Master Teacher, after today-you will erase the memories of Ye Qian from their minds."
The Great Teacher's tone was light, but the words spoken were cold: "They can't be erased. After all, they have raised you for fifty years. In their mind, they are their own flesh and blood, and they will always remember you."
Ye Qian's shoulders trembled, and the corners of his lips slipped with a bitter smile: "That-I can't help it anymore. I can only pay for their kindness in the next life ... no, I have no next life ..."
Her long eyelashes lightly covered her face, like the wet wings of a butterfly, and could no longer fly up.
Luo Qingyu's heart sank suddenly, just now she felt a hint of ominous in the dialogue between the two, and the ominous feeling seemed to be confirmed at this moment.
She looked again at Ye Ye, and suddenly took a breath.
Ye Qian's original white, jade-like face, neck, and back of hand ... all appeared reddish corpses, which looked a little weird under the candlelight.
Luo Qingyu took a breath and looked at the Great Teacher. His eyes were sharp: "Master, what's the matter of cousin? What ancient curse? She will die?"