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Chapter 117 The Second World
One is His Highness Ninth Highness who is aloof and invincible and has been loved by thousands of people, and the other is a brothel woman whose face has been completely disfigured and who has fallen into the world and suffered all kinds of hardships.

The distance between the two is at the highest point in the world, and the other is at the lowest point in the world. The two should not have met.

If not for that ordeal, he thought, maybe the two of them would really miss it like this, so he loves this ordeal.

His name is Zhao Mo, and he is the most beloved Ninth Prince of Muyun Kingdom.

In his world, as long as it is what he needs, someone will obediently give it to him with both hands, but slowly he discovered that no matter how gorgeous and rare a plaything, or how beautiful and talented a woman is, in his world It's all dull and uninteresting.

He felt like his heart was always empty.

At some point, he began to have a dream. The woman in the dream was wearing a weird costume, even showing her arms and long legs.

He frowned, surprised by the anger and possessiveness that rose from the bottom of his heart.

Later, he dreamed that a tall and straight man appeared next to the woman, and the woman who seldom smiled actually held the man's arm, smiling brightly.

He had only one thought at the time, and that was to kill that man.

But when the man turned his head slowly, a burst of cold sweat broke out, he was startled, panting heavily, he felt that the man looked very much like him.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, he looked at it for a long time. Slowly, he closed his eyes. He decided that no matter who the man was, he must find the woman in his dream.

Later, he was assassinated by Seventh Brother, his limbs were picked out, his face was completely ruined, and he could only be reduced to a beggar.

Zhao Mo hated his seventh brother, because of him, he was reduced to such a situation.

Zhao Mo also thanked his seventh brother, because of him, he finally met that person.

Zhao Mo will never forget the day he met Feng Qing.

She was wearing a white gauze skirt, standing in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella, and the veil occasionally fluctuated with the wind but firmly covered her face.

The dark black eyes are like obsidian, as if they have absorbed all the starlight in the world, making people intoxicated.

Zhao Mo held his heart in disbelief, where it was beating extremely violently.

Feng Qing saved herself, she gently stroked his ugly face, smiled and took his hand to take off her veil.

It was a face as ruined as his own.

But Zhao Mo felt distressed, very distressed.

And Zhao Mo will not tell Feng Qing that when she took his hand to take off her veil, what he thought in Zhao Mo's mind was that he personally took off the wedding dress sitting in a room covered with happy characters. her hijab.

At that moment, Zhao Mo found that his heart, which had been empty for many years, was filled, and he felt that he had found the woman of his dreams.

During the days with Feng Qing, Zhao Mo discovered that Feng Qing always had someone in his heart, and Feng Qing called that person Qin Mo.

How much he wanted to ask Feng Qing, is Qin Mo the man who was with you in his dream? !
But he flinched, he has no position to question Feng Qing, the current self is not worthy of her, but even so, he will never let Feng Qing find that Qin Mo, Feng Qing can only be his!It can only be Zhao Mo's!

Slowly, Zhao Mo found that Feng Qing seemed to be paying special attention to Seventh Brother's affairs, and he also found that Feng Qing seemed to be using him.

That day, in the 'Song of Feng Ya', he heard Seventh Brother's voice. It is undeniable that he was angry. Anyone who met his enemy would be angry.But he was heartbroken again, all of this was arranged by Feng Qing for him to hear.

He didn't know why Feng Qing arranged all this, he just looked at Feng Qing deeply, and finally put Feng Qing and his wooden mask on the bedside, left Feng Qing, and went to find the seven-year-old who wished to die. elder brother.

Qing'er, as long as that person is you, as long as it's you, it doesn't matter if you die for you, let alone...using it?But...Qing'er, I'm sorry, I can allow you to use me, but I can't allow you to lose me in your heart.

In the end, when the woman he loved so much appeared, Zhao Mo felt that his whole world was brightened, and he was in her heart.

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Qing'er left.

The faith in my heart collapsed.

Feng Ming told himself that Qing'er said that a dragon is a dragon, and I hope to see you next time, the young dragon has become a real dragon.

He locked himself in Fengqing's room for seven days. He used seven days to let himself cry and suffer. After seven days, he would wipe away his tears and return to the palace to get back all that belonged to him. things, to fight for everything that should be his.

He understands that only being strong can make his beloved woman no longer suffer a little harm. He wants his woman to be admired by all people, and everyone who has bullied his woman before will crawl under her feet and never be able to raise their heads.

And his woman can only be Feng Qing, and must be Feng Qing!
Finally, he became the emperor of Muyun Kingdom, and he was finally going to meet his Qing'er...

Juanjuan's lonely singing is still so beautiful, the long and pleasant piano sound is still so intoxicating, and the woman behind the curtain... still fascinates him so much.

When that Qianqian's thin hand covered his face again, when that Qianqian's thin hand took his hand again to remove the mask on that face, at that moment, time was slow, Zhao Mo cherished it very much.

It is a face that can make people obsessed, those deep black eyes, those red lips that can make Huayue dim with a slight smile, Zhao Mo wants to block all these, all these can only be his.

He finally kissed the woman he loved the most, and he wanted this woman to know that she belonged to Zhao Mo.

He finally wanted the woman he loved the most, and he wanted this woman to know that she couldn't escape him, Zhao Mo.

But at the moment when he saw the tears of the woman under him fall, Zhao Mo knew that he had lost.

He was distressed.

He... fell in love with this woman so much.

So he gently kissed away the hot tears, a little frustrated and a little pleading: "Qing'er, even if it is a substitute, I am willing, I love you, don't leave me...don't leave me..."

"Idiot, the Qin Mo I was looking for is you, and you are my A Mo, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I kept you waiting..."

Zhao Mo stared blankly at Feng Qing, he kissed Feng Qing over and over again, asked Feng Qing over and over again, his love, finally...

His redemption can only belong to him...

Qing'er, I swear, I want you to be happy, life after life.

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In the Lunian year of Xuanqing, Emperor Xuanqing married Princess Qingfeng of Fengye Kingdom as his queen, and named him Empress Qingmo.

His name is Zhao Mo, and he is the emperor of Muyun Kingdom. He has a woman he loves the most, and now she is his queen, his woman.

Gently stroking the stunning woman in a fiery red wedding dress lying in an ice coffin big enough for two people, her quiet and indifferent face seemed to be just asleep because the wedding dress was still slightly reddish.

"I finally married you, Qing'er." Zhao Mo said softly.

Sitting sideways in the ice coffin, raised his hand to pick up the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp, then gently tied his black hair and the woman's black hair in a knot.

Satisfied, Zhao Mo tightly held that cold little hand. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spewed out. Zhao Mo smiled very happily.

He raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood he spit out, and gently kissed the cinnabar-painted lips, "I'm here to accompany you, don't be afraid, Qing'er."

If possible, Qing'er, walk slowly, wait for Amo, Amo has a lot to say to you.

For example--

"From the moment I saw you, I knew you were mine."

"You left before, I told myself, it's okay, as long as I am strong, even if you don't come back, I will take you back, even if I break your wings and make you hate me for life and life, I am willing."

"Qing'er, I love you, I love you so much."

"Do you know how happy I was when you said that I was the Amo you were looking for, my Qing'er was finally my Qing'er alone."

"The current emperor of Fengye Kingdom is Feng Ming, and the empress is Yun Qing. They are very good, don't worry."

Most importantly, he wanted to tell her—

Even if we die and don't know each other, my heart will tell me, I love you, life after life.

It doesn't matter if you are Feng Qing or Ning Jiu...

You can only be mine...

　Hahahaha, I brought you New Year's Day presents and a small episode. To be honest, Qingxuan really likes Zhao Mo. This should be Zhao Mo's monologue. I don't know if you like it or not?Happy New Year everyone~
　　That's right, Qingxuan has published a new article, the ancient style "The No. [-] Dude in Jingmen", if you are interested, you can go and read it~
　　
　
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