Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 708 Let's get married, shall we?
Chapter 708: Let's get married, shall we?
"It's beautiful, just like a butterfly." Nalan Xueyi added a few words lightly, looking at her quietly with boundless black eyes, it was clearly a childish sentence, but it was so serious when it came out of this man's mouth .

Seriously, people can't bear to refuse, and even can't bear to treat it as a joke.

"Butterfly...knot?" After understanding what Nalan Xueyi meant, Ling Xiyue was even more surprised. What is this?

Suddenly, her body shook violently, as if a lightning flashed through her mind.

Ling Xiyue before, how could she know how to tie bows!

Something flashed quickly in Ling Xiyue's mind, but she couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that the previous she was also...

No no no!

How could it be such a coincidence that she was in the same world as her.

Ling Xiyue tapped her forehead, then shook her head violently, "How is it possible..."

It always feels like she's neglecting something very important, but she can't figure out what it is.

"Xiyue?" Nalan Xueyi just watched from the side, her eyes were quiet, pitch black, boundless and able to swallow everything, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the woman's tangled and troubled face.

"Ah?" Ling Xiyue was stunned by this sound, and forced a smile with the corners of her mouth pulled, "Oh, good."

Holding on to the smile on the corner of her mouth, she sat back beside Nalan Xueyi, untied the outer ring of the bound linen cloth, and then slowly tied a bow on the back of his hand, and finally blurted out a sentence, "Is this a free gift?"

After finishing speaking, she was startled, and the smile on her face disappeared, why is she so familiar.

Nalan Xueyi was also stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to meet Ling Xiyue's, the black pupils did not blink for a moment.

Ling Xiyue closed her eyes, leaned her elbows on the desk, pressed her palms against her forehead and rubbed her swollen temples, she was going crazy!

She slowly took a deep breath, and when she let it out a little bit, her whole body was trembling slightly.

What happened to yourself?
Could it be that it was the ghost from before who lingered?
If this continues, she is really afraid that she will have mental problems and split personality!
Nalan Xueyi curled her fingers slightly, her thick black eyelashes drooped slowly, casting light shadows on her eyelids, and said softly, as misty as mist and veil, overflowing her thin lips, "Xiyue, I am careful these days, I am always afraid that you will remember the past, but sometimes, I hope that you can remember the past."

The memories she lost were not only hers and Bei Chenyan's, but also his.

The contradiction is so extreme that even Nalan Xueyi doesn't know who he is now.

Ling Xiyue opened her eyes, completely unable to understand what Nalan Xueyi said.

What does it mean to be afraid that she will go back to the past, but hope that she can have the memories of the past?
Who can tell her what happened before!
"Xueyi, can you tell me what happened before?" Ling Xiyue raised her eyes and looked at Nalan Xueyi seriously.

She always thought that she was the soul of another world, and what happened in this body before was not important to her, so she never wanted to know about it, but now she suddenly wanted to know.

Even if it's not her own memory, it should be able to solve her current confused state!
But as soon as these words fell into his ears, Nalan Xueyi's body trembled indiscernibly, and his quiet eyes lightly lifted, and fell on the black cloak that Ling Xiyue was wearing, which had not yet eased the thinness of blood. Lips, lightly pursed into a tight lip line.

The warm golden light that fell on him gradually dimmed.

"Snow suit?"

Ling Xiyue's eyes were full of doubts.

"Xiyue, it doesn't matter what happened in the past..." The man finally opened his mouth, and he slowly stretched out his hand. The bandaged cold hand grabbed the woman's slender hand and held it tightly. The tearing pain is unbearable!
But he still didn't want to let go, "Xiyue, let's just keep going like this, okay?"

The man's voice trembled slightly, full of hope.

Ok?

The last two words were a cautious inquiry.

"Snow clothes..." Ling Xiyue's throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she was extremely suffocated. She tried to free her hand, but the man held it tightly. As soon as she struggled, the freshly bandaged wound bleed again Come.

"Don't use too much force, your hand!" She stared at the ever-expanding bright red, annoyed and reminded.

Does he really not want this hand?

Ling Xiyue was so weak that she had never felt so sad.

The corner of Nalan Xueyi's pale mouth hooked slightly, "Mother wrote to say that the extreme north snow region has already put on the wedding dress, Qianli Hongluan, the masters have already started preparing for our marriage, we will get married as soon as we return to the snow region, okay? "

marry?

Then she can no longer have anything to Xuan Ye...

Ling Xiyue's heart thumped, as if hit by an ice pick, her whole body was suddenly cold.

Her pupils dilated slightly, almost at the same time when Nalan Xueyi's words came to an end, she pulled out her hand abruptly, stood up from the seat, fell back a few steps, and walked away, her complexion also changed instantly. White.

The medicine bottle on the edge of the table was brought down by her violent action, and it fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound, and fell to pieces, everywhere, the fragments on the ground reflected the dazzling golden light of the morning sun, piercing people's eyes with severe pain.

She couldn't stand still when she suddenly let go of her hand, and quickly put her hands on the bookshelf next to her to stabilize her body, causing the bookshelf to vibrate again with a "crash".

This burst of "crackling" chaotic sound came from the extremely quiet attic, which made people's eardrums ache.

Seeing her movements, Nalan Xueyi's face, which had no blood in it, lost the last bit of residual warmth, and curled up weakly, as if trying to hold the air that could not be grasped.

Just after wrapping it up, the snow-white cloth belt also oozes light blood, which is so dazzling.

But this bright red color can be seen, and in the invisible place, the heart contraction almost stopped beating, and blood dripped drop by drop until it dried up.

After recovering, Ling Xiyue realized how hurtful her reaction was!
Although it was really unconscious, she wanted to escape and avoid this topic, this person, even she herself had no time to control, but seeing the man's bloodless face in front of her, the corners of her lips were frighteningly pale... Ling Xiyue felt guilty all of a sudden .

What did you just do?
She is Xue Yi's fiancée, isn't it natural for him to prepare for the wedding?

But when he was happy to tell her, she did such a hurtful act. The most important thing was that she was still thinking about other people, and she was still the son of an enemy who only met once, and even she despised herself a little bit!

Ling Xiyue walked back, the corners of her mouth that lost her color trembled slightly, "Xue Yi, I, I..."

But no matter how determined she was, she still couldn't say yes.

She even wanted to say...

(End of this chapter)