Singled out the enchanting highness: the enchanting queen

Chapter 290 Don't Go Back (2)

And it was really tiring to come all the way.

There was also that person who clearly said he was waiting for her answer, but he didn't show up on the second day, and they left Xiaocheng on the third day.

Maybe it was really just casual talk.

After all, no matter how you say it, it would be extremely incongruous for me to stand with that person today.

However, she actually took it seriously.

She planned to go back to her room and sleep first.

Originally, she thought that such a peaceful life would be fine, even if she didn't have the beauty to charm others, nor the skills like before, but with their love and care, then it would be fine to be an ordinary person from now on.

It doesn't matter if you are obese, and it doesn't matter if you are called ugly, as long as you live a relaxed life, isn't it all right?

But from the moment she knew her life experience, from the moment Nangong Longyan said those words, she knew that she could not stay calm forever, and one day she would have to face her own destiny.

So maybe it's really time to solve the original sequelae and restore my original appearance.

It might be safe to hide under someone else's wing, but it wasn't her style.

She also doesn't want to watch others get hurt because of her.

Is it the Jiuli nationality?

Even if she didn't ask, she knew that it hid too many secrets.

Her hand touched her chest involuntarily, she knew that there was a mysterious totem of the Jiuli tribe inside, and she also knew that this was a fact that could never be changed.

Before she knew it, she had already reached the door of her room, she waved off the accompanying maid, and walked in alone.

Forget it, let's get some sleep first.

It's just that when she walked to the bed, she found that someone was ahead of her.

The person who thought he would never appear again fell asleep on her bed at this moment. He still had that kind of face, but at the moment he was a little less charming and more peaceful.

It was still the same white dress, the hem of the clothes was scattered on the red brocade quilt, the interweaving of red and white was particularly conspicuous, and the black hair at the other end was also scattered behind, and a few strands fell from the ears to the cheeks.

Such a person is perfect, the only fly in the ointment is that his eyes cannot see.

(End of this chapter)