My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 127 128 Life after life, don't marry unless you are a king.

Yun Yifei smiled at her softly, as elegant as a lotus, gentle and tender, and walked in with her in his arms.

"I've already heard about what happened at the flower viewing banquet today. Is it because of Sun Sirou that you suddenly lost your mind?"

Shangguan Yanwan pressed her face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, let out a shallow "hmm" from her nose, feeling a little depressed again.

Yun Yifei's footsteps did not stop, her voice was soft and soothing, like poplar flowers in March.

"Wanwan, that's not your fault. You don't need to keep worrying about it. Everything will start over again now. Just treat your past life as a dream and stop torturing yourself."

Shangguan Yanwan nestled in his arms, like a wounded kitten, murmuring and feeling aggrieved.

"I don't want to either, but when I saw that little face, I couldn't help but see the images of my previous life in my mind, and my heart felt as if it had been split open with a knife, dripping with blood."

Yun Yifei had already walked into the hall with her in his arms, and walked straight towards her boudoir, familiar with the road, as if he had walked through it countless times.

He gently placed Shangguan Yanwan on the bed, stretched out his fingertips, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and kissed her faintly red eyelids again.

"Wanwan, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will be by your side. If you are in pain, just tell Brother Yifei. I am willing to be your medicine, your medicine for the rest of your life."

Shangguan Yanwan was soothed by his words, as if she had ascended from hell, her face was evenly stained with tears.

She didn't want to let herself be trapped in endless sadness, and she didn't want him to be sad, so she hurriedly changed the subject.

"Brother Yifei, when I went to see off Sun Sirou just now, I met Wei Guogong, and he wanted his father to give him a marriage."

As soon as these words came out, the whole body felt cold, and there was a faint chill lingering in the room.

Yun Yifei squinted his long and narrow eyes, his eyes were as cold as the frost outside the palace.

Shangguan Yanwan exchanged a glance with him, and saw a touch of sadness and lingering anger from the bottom of his eyes.

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

"Brother Yifei, are you jealous?"

"Wanwan, you agree?"

After asking, they looked at each other, feeling ridiculous.

Shangguan Yanwan twirled her fingertips on his chest, her red lips parted slightly, "You were jealous just now, weren't you?"

Looking at the delicate and charming little face like a begonia, Yun Yifei felt his heart soften, and couldn't help but hold her in his arms.

"That's right, I'm jealous, Wanwan can only be mine, and no one can make up your mind."

Speaking of this, his eyes were dark, with undercurrents gushing, "But, you didn't agree, did you?"

Shangguan Yanwan saw that his face was reddish, and he looked jealous for the first time, it was very fresh.

Who would have thought that the master of the state, who is as desireless as an immortal, would one day touch the mortal world and become jealous.

She twirled his hair with her fingertips, smiled playfully, with a sullen face on purpose, and replied solemnly, "Well, I agree."

Yun Yifei stopped moving her hands, her eyes locked on her sly eyes, and her voice was faintly angry, "Really?"

Seeing his nervous look, Shangguan Yanwan giggled.

"I did promise to give him a marriage, but it's not me and him. How could brother Yifei doubt my sincerity? As I said, in this life, the next life, the next life, life after life, it's up to you not to marry."

When Yun Yifei heard the words, the stone hanging high in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he kissed the red mark with some distress, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wanwan, you must keep your word, or I will punish you."

(End of this chapter)