Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 200 One Hundred Days, I Let You Go! 1
This time, he didn't answer.

He walked out of her sight.

Unresolved Soul...just a title...is it really that important?
He walked into the courtyard, stopped in his tracks, her desolate words were still echoing in his ears, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.Is it really that important?he asked himself.Immediately there was a silence that spread to the bottom of my heart, and at the end of the silence, it turned into a slightly painful sigh.That piece of my heart is always missing, empty.

Is it important?Maybe, he just knew that after that person disappeared, the last trace of fetters in his heart also disappeared.

Memorial building, memorial building.What is commemorated is nothing but the thoughts hidden in his heart.No one knew his original intention of building the building, even he did not know, until the day when the bottom of the building was completed, Yan'er woke up from his lethargy, and suddenly realized that what he was going to build was an empty building , is a person who can't keep it, who he spent three years but still can't find.

Even today, the memory of that day collided in my mind, still able to stir up thousands of layers of waves, just like yesterday.For a moment, I was regretting, and after regretting, I was panicking like never before.

I feel bad that I killed an innocent baby, and some innocent people.

It always seems to be like this, thinking that I am right, but in fact I am constantly hurting others.

When you are hurt, you can’t hurt others in the same way. Because you know it will hurt, you want others to hurt too. This kind of thinking is wrong, are you right?
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There is no release of the soul.

do you have heartDo you have the flesh-and-blood thing that hurts, feels uncomfortable, and generates heat?
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I miss my days in Windy Dale.

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Soulless, I love you.

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I will never let go of my soul, I will forget you, for sure.

When she was pretending to be stupid, she liked to call him husband, and with those innocent eyes, she couldn't hide the sly light in them.

When she was angry, she would call him by his full name, but at that time, she would not be angry for long.

When she is happy, she will narrow her eyes slightly. She is not good at being coquettish, and when she hooks his neck, she occasionally shows shyness, which is probably the beautiful scenery that only he has enjoyed alone.

In the past three years, every time I think about these clips, my heart feels warm and sweet, and only at this time, that biting longing will not haunt him.

to her.

From surprise at the beginning, to strangeness, to temptation, to acting, to... sinking bit by bit.

silly girl.

How could it be possible not to know, how could it be possible to hide it.

From the first time I saw it.

Raising the curtain of that day, she panicked the guard behind her, hugged her, it was the familiar body, she nestled in his arms, and timidly called him husband.

You have defined your identity with such calm rationality.

But how can not expect.

Yan'er, she never called me husband, from beginning to end.

How could such a meticulous person fail to see what kind of entanglement there was between her and that high-ranking person.She has never had him in her heart, even if she pretends to be crazy and tells the whole world that she loves him, she can't deceive her heart.

He just didn't say anything, and watched all these developments with cold eyes and calm expressions, and watched those people's self-righteous schemes and plans. He only needed to wait quietly, waiting for the time to come, and then he would be able to achieve his ultimate goal.

throne.

The throne should have belonged to him. .

(End of this chapter)