Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 731 [Qian Qianshang] Wooden faces should smile more

"Do you really believe that the Ximu Sword is in his hands?"

"I don't believe it. I'm just looking for clues. Even my mother doesn't know the whereabouts of Ximu Sword. She was already missing when she was captured in the palace. Now that I have a little clue, I won't give up. .”

There was a hint of persistence in Qian Xia's eyes.

She was ashamed of her selfishness this year, and for the sake of her love, she always put the matter of finding the sword in second place.

And now, she had to go find it.

"But the young master has found clues before." He couldn't help but said, not wanting her to get involved in Leng Wanyue's affairs.

Qian Xia frowned, "I understand, but I can't just sit there and wait, and I'm leaving him now to find the sword, and when I get the Ximu Sword, I'll go find the hand-wraith, the last thing you have to do The matter is not to protect me, but to find Dugulie's handwriting."

Hua Li was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

Everything she does is always for the son.

Also never, do not understand his mind.

Anyway, Huali, your fate will never allow you to really get entangled.

As long as I can be by her side, even if it's only for a second.

"It's getting late, and you have to hurry tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."

He said, turned and walked outside the house.

"Hua Li!"

He turned around, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't speak, as if he was afraid that his voice might reveal something.

"Well, don't think too much, at least before you take revenge, you have to be happy. Pain is a day, and happiness is also a day. It's better for people to be optimistic."

Qian Xia walked a few steps closer to him and said softly.

In ancient times, the only people she could make friends with were those around Dugu Shang.

As for Huali, his former indifference turned out to be just a protective cover.

Knowing his life experience, faintly, a little heartache is spreading.

Some things are destined to be unchangeable, and some good things can be stolen in memory.

"Thank you." He stared at her blankly for a long time, then nodded lightly, but the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Qian Xia also laughed and reached out to pat his arm.

"That's right, the wooden face should smile more, uh, I forgot that you don't like this name."

(End of this chapter)