Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 979 Because I Have Love in My Heart, That's Why I Indulge Her So Much

She paused, looked at Shura carefully from top to bottom, and said pointedly: "For me, your complexion is not as good as before. In the past two years, in order to extend my life, your body Are you still able to eat it? Especially recently, how come you suddenly lost so much weight? And you are in a hurry to transfer all the property under your name to me, you don’t really have some terminal illness, do you?”

Shura's dark blue eyes flickered, he knew early on how bitter and mean she would be when facing him after recovering her memory.

He thought he was ready, but in fact he couldn't completely ignore her sharp words.

It is because of love in my heart that I can indulge her so much, and I can't be indifferent to what she says.

He looked at her, smiled secretively, bent his mouth and said: "If I have a terminal illness, wouldn't that be in line with your wishes?"

An Qiyue drooped her eyes, her slender eyelashes drooping down, blocking the deep light in her eyes.

is it?

If he had a terminal illness, would she relieve her hatred and anger?

Yes, she will definitely relieve her hatred and anger.

But, besides that, she still hurts!
She stirred the porridge that was no longer steaming, and said in a cool voice that seemed to be a smile.

"No no... If you got some terminal illness and died suddenly, wouldn't it be too cheap for you, because the relief is too easy, I feel very unhappy when I think about it. I would rather you live well and watch me live a happy life You are going to grow old, and you are doomed to be a loner. Oh~Of course, during the holidays, I will do what my disciples should do, such as bringing my husband and children to you to fulfill my filial piety and provide for you To the end. Think about it this way, master, are you looking forward to this peaceful day?"

The warm eyes in Shura's eyes gradually turned cold, and his heart wrinkled in unstoppable pain.

He endured it for a long time before smiling softly and slowly: "Okay. At that time, I hope that you will choose my cemetery for me. I don't have any special requirements. I just want to rely on the mountains and the water , I can hear the sound of morning bells and evening drums. Best of all, standing on that high place can see you grow old happily, which is quite satisfying."

An Qiyue's fingers shaking the spoon trembled.

The man looked cold and Confucian, the light in his eyes was like the darkness before dawn, and the gloomy look seemed to come from hell, but it gave people the illusion that he seemed to be silent in some kind of beautiful longing and couldn't extricate himself.

A few words popped out of An Qiyue's head subconsciously, what's wrong with him?
he's changed!
The change is no longer bloodthirsty, violent, or perverted.

He had changed from the cold-blooded and brutal past, and now he presented another beautiful image in front of her.

He is gentle and handsome, low-key and introverted, but he doesn't show his temper too much, let alone lose his temper casually.

What surprised An Qiyue even more was that she seemed to see a pious heart of redemption from his eyebrows and eyes.

She bit her lip halfway, this unconscious action made her bite the skin and taste a trace of blood.

An Qiyue was a bit chaotic, and it was a mess.

It was like a ball of numbness stuck in her throat, and it was difficult to even breathe.

She was silent for a while, and looked at Shura again, with a few more sincerity in her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Because of the shallow sincerity in the girl's eyes, Shura seemed to feel a little comforted in his heart.

He smiled, "Suddenly want to change to a different way of life, to wash away all the lead. It doesn't have any special meaning!"

The bright wind and moon that the other party smiled was indeed a look of indifference that sees through the world of mortals.

But An Qiyue didn't believe this statement, because it was too pale.

(End of this chapter)