Devil's Concubine

Chapter 331 How Can... Forget Her (3)
And those red lips, neither glamorous nor seductive, are just so delicious, and it seems that there is still that taste and temperature around the lips, which makes people dazzled and fascinated.

"Why did it become like this? Mother, tell me, why do you tell me this? Why, I can't be like a normal person!"

Ruthless, why be ruthless?

Swipe... Swipe... The long sword swam again.

"Too high to forget love, second to let love, and again hypocritical, too low to be merciless."

Forget about love!

How to be forgetful?

Big drops of sweat that fell down wet his eyes, making him unable to see.

However, even if the eyes can't see clearly, that figure is still lingering, wandering, and existing consistently in his mind.

The long sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a bang, but Mo Ranchen didn't even feel it at all.

He put his head in his hands and squatted down on his knees. At this moment, this outstanding man is like a wounded lone wolf!

At some point, tears were streaming down his face, his eye sockets were flushed, his eyes were rounded, tears poured out of his eye sockets involuntarily.

He didn't wipe the tears off his face, and stared blankly at the crystal coffin, as if he had lost his soul.

Just watching quietly.

"what!"

A few seconds later, Mo Ranchen closed his eyes weakly, then opened them, clenched his fists, like a wounded lone wolf with red eyes, howling up to the sky.

"No!"

Mo Ranchen's emotions were so turbulent, "Cough...", a mouthful of blood spewed out, his body was shaking, he staggered back two steps, and sat down on the ground.

On the floor in front of him, where the blood was soaked, only the word hypocrisy was left.

Hypocritical?

Mo Ranchen raised his hand, stretched out a finger, circled the two words lightly, and sighed suddenly.

Today's emotions are so out of control, is it hypocritical?

At this moment of sobriety, Mo Ranchen's eyes instantly regained clarity.

He stood up and bowed deeply to the crystal coffin.

"Queen, I love her, I'm sorry...I really love her!"

"Mother, you are so obsessed with your father, you can't forget your love in your whole life, so why do you want to forget your love?"

"Queen, I can't miss her, how can I relentlessly... forget her!"

Chu Yunshang, who was far away in the Qin Palace, suddenly woke up from the nightmare. She opened her eyes and looked around, her face was full of bewilderment, tears were streaming down.

At this moment, my heart, why is it so painful!

"Yunshang, what's the matter with you?" A figure in sackcloth ran in quickly with a gust of cold wind, instinctively hugged Chu Yunshang in his arms, and asked in a trembling voice.

Chu Yunshang curled up, mechanically hugged into his arms like a puppet, but it was difficult to find a trace of warmth from this man.

After a while, she gently pushed him away and shook her head: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

"Did you remember something?" Qin Shurong thought he had gotten used to Chu Yunshang's indifference, but when he was pushed away by Chu Yunshang again, he was still extremely disappointed.

He tried to impress her, but she didn't seem to respond at all.

His constant company for many days, to her, in the final analysis, is just a most familiar stranger.

Her heart is not in Qinhuang Palace, not in Qin Country, but in Mingyue City of Molong Country.

Even if it is amnesia, it is impossible to completely forget that person.

But, what's so good about that person? How can he not compare to her?

He is unwilling!

But when Chu Yunshang spoke, Qin Shurong's mood gradually calmed down again.

Chu Yunshang seemed to be talking about something unrelated to her. She bit her lip and said softly: "I had a dream. I dreamed that a man was crying. He was very sad. I asked him why he was crying. Then he told me that he was crying for me, and then he was going to come and hug me, but I couldn't see his face clearly!"

She seemed to be frightened. When she was talking about this, her body trembled and her eyes were extremely dull, which made Qin Shurong's heart ache.

"It's just a dream, it's okay, don't take it to heart." Qin Shurong asked softly.

"No!" Chu Yunshang suddenly puffed up his eyes and shook his head vigorously: "No, this is not a dream, I'm going to find him! You take me there, I'm going to find him!"

She spoke so resolutely that for a split second, Qin Shurong thought that the old Chu Yunshang had returned.

He stared at her blankly, and when he noticed two lines of tears on her cheeks, he sighed softly again, and asked softly: "You want to find him, do you know where he is?"

"I... I don't know." Chu Yunshang said hesitantly.

"Since you don't know, how do you find him?" Qin Shurong breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "This is a dream, and everything in the dream is fake. The person in your dream doesn't exist at all. , don't embarrass yourself."

"Really, doesn't it exist?" Chu Yunshang raised his head, looked at him, and asked to himself.

At this moment, Qin Shurong could hardly bear to tell the relationship between Mo Ranchen and her, but in the end, he just smiled gently, nodded and said: "Yes, it's all fake!"

"Is it fake? Is it really fake?" Like a nightmare, for the next day, Chu Yunshang's mouth was full of these words.

If so, all this is true or false, why is the dream so real, why, I can't forget that blush figure!

Time flies, and it's late October in a blink of an eye!
In the Qin Palace, although the court ladies cleaned the courtyard cleanly and there was not a single leaf on the ground, Chu Yunshang could still clearly feel that autumn was deep!
The sunlight falling from the sky, through the sparse leaves, leaves mottled light and shadows on the ground. This sunlight also seems to be covered with the murderous atmosphere of autumn, bright but gentle, faded from the threatening Here comes the heat.

(End of this chapter)