Chapter 567 Why can't I feel at ease?Maybe they will live happily ever after

later--

The welcoming procession continues.

The groom's Qingjun face returned to the previous gentle smile.

Even the corpse lying on the ground was cleaned up mercilessly. The bride was helped into the sedan chair by the nurse, and everything returned to normal.

There was a din of people all around again, congratulating loudly.

For a moment, the whole street was full of joy and firecrackers were fired, as if the scene just now was just an illusion, an illusion that did not exist.

Murong Wan looked at the welcoming team going away: "Could it be that Zhao Yu's death was really in vain? How did they live with peace of mind?"

If it is said that Zhao Ling is ruthless, and for the sake of his own selfish desires, he has long ignored those family ties whose blood is thicker than water, what about Lin Jue?

His love for Zhao Yu is real, why.
"Why can't they feel at ease? Perhaps, they will spend their lives happily together, have their children, and never leave them."

Behind him, Shangguanjing gently shook his folding fan, and Wen Sheng spoke.

"Often, living in one's self-righteous fantasy is much crueler than facing reality."

Murong Wan: "."

The corner of the mouth twitched and turned back to stare at him: "Master Jing seems to know a lot?"

The man chuckled and nodded.

"Has it happened before?"

Shangguan Jing: "."

The man remained silent, and a self-deprecating smile flashed across the corner of his warm mouth.

He has not experienced it, but his deceased mother
She had, and had, a twin sister who both fell in love with the same man.
Murong Wan was very upset about going back to the palace.

I don't know if it was because of Zhao Yu's matter just now, or because she really didn't want to go back to the palace, so much so that when she boarded the carriage, she just shrank herself in a corner silently.

Shangguanjing had something to say goodbye and left.

The man carried her into the carriage.

During this period, he wanted to sit with her on his lap many times, but Murong Wan avoided them far away, and huddled in a corner by himself.

Pain flashed across Pei Qilian's eyes, and he stroked the girl's head with his big palm, "What's wrong?"

"Baby, tell me, if one day I also have a twin sister or younger sister who also falls in love with you, pretends to be me, and is with you, can you recognize it?"

"There won't be such a day."

Hearing the man's firm tone, Murong Wan raised his eyes and looked at him: "Zhao Yu asked Lin Jue the same question back then, and Lin Jue answered so confidently. In the end, it's not that he couldn't recognize him, even if he finally recognized him. I'm still blindly living in my own fantasy, spending my whole life with other similar women."

Speaking of it, it's really sad.

Sometimes, she felt that she and Shangguanjing were the same kind of people, but when she heard what Shangguanjing said, she really couldn't accept it.

To love is to love, not to love is not to love, how could it be possible that because of the similarity, he would plunge himself into an illusion, thinking that this is what he expected and wanted.

Pei Qilian silently hugged the whining girl into his arms: "How can he be compared to me? I am sincere to you."

"It makes Lin Jue not sincere to Zhao Yu!"

"If it's true, how can you still be with Zhao Ling and treat Zhao Ling as her?"

No one can replace the woman he loves in this life, and no one can. No matter what happens, no matter how similar the face is, no matter how similar the manner is, as long as it is not her, he will not love her.

(End of this chapter)

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