Madam let me die

As the former God of War, Anping Hou Bei Wenliang, his house is naturally very grand.

In front of the gate decorated with stone carving patterns, there are two towering old trees, and the courtyard is very clean. Even though the house has not been lived in for a long time, there is still no barren atmosphere.

This is due to the fact that the Supreme Emperor will send people to clean it frequently.

Ever since Bei Wenliang was rehabilitated, Bai Yaoquan, perhaps in order to make up for something, specially ordered the courtyard to be cleaned regularly.

They even sent guards to guard the place in shifts to prevent outsiders from entering at will.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Li Nanke and Luo Qianqiu entered from the backyard over the wall, avoiding the patrolling guards.

"Actually, I didn't stay here for a long time. I spent most of my time in Linggu."

Luo Qianqiu brought Li Nanke to the room where she slept when she was a child. Her eyes were filled with the sadness of memories, "Maybe it's because I was too young, and even my memory is not deep. I can't even remember what the maid who served me looks like." .”

The room was also cleaned and spotless.

Except for a few yellowed scrolls on the wall and a few empty vases on the wall, there is no other decoration in the room.

"You must not be happy at that time."

Li Nanke asked.

After all, his wife has lived in place of Princess Shanyun since she was a child, a complete substitute, and the only real thing is her identity as a ghost gun.

"Who knows, anyway, if you don't worry about food or clothing, there's nothing you can't be unhappy about."

Luo Qianqiu laughed at herself.

She opened the closet, stared at a few luxurious girls' clothes inside, stroked them lightly with her fingertips, and murmured: "I never remember that I still wear these clothes."

Li Nanke leaned over his head, took a deep breath, frowned and said, "It didn't smell good when I was young."

"Don't be so disgusting, please." Luo Qianqiu glared at the man angrily, "The clothes have been here for many years, it's fine if they don't get moldy, they don't smell good."

"My daughter-in-law's fragrance will last for 100 years." Li Nanke spoke earthy love words in a very cliche way.

Luo Qianqiu shook her head helplessly, didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and continued to look at other objects that were about to be blurred from memory.

"I was thinking, when Hong Yu traveled through time and space, my wife and I didn't hand you over to your father-in-law, maybe you would live a happier life."

Li Nanke had a whim.

"unhappy."

Luo Qianqiu gave the answer directly.

"why?"

Li Nanke looked at him curiously.

Luo Qianqiu closed the closet, looked straight at the man's handsome face with pure black and white eyes, and said softly: "The concubine will never meet you, my husband."

Li Nanke smiled, hugged his wife into his arms, put his chin against the other's head, sniffed the fragrance of his hair, and said, "It's not likely that we will meet under any conditions because of the fate of our husband and wife. In this life, It will be in the next life."

"In the next life..."

Luo Qianqiu's eyes were confused, "Is there a next life?"

Li Nanke was about to answer when he suddenly saw that the yellowed scrolls on the wall began to fade, gradually revealing a portrait.

A monstrous nun with one eye and wearing a monk's robe.

Mrs. North!
Li Nanke was quite surprised.

In the portrait, Mrs. Bei looked at Luo Qianqiu sadly and guiltily. Even though she was a monster, she only had human emotions at the moment.

Luo Qianqiu, whose back was turned, noticed her husband's abnormality, and turned around curiously.

But the picture scroll returned to normal, without Mrs. Bei's figure.

"what happened?"

Luo Qianqiu didn't know why.

Li Nanke shook his head, "It's nothing, I just thought that if I could travel through time and space again, I would see how good you were when you were young."

Luo Qianqiu's pink cheeks flushed, and she wrinkled her delicate nose, "At least I didn't remember you when I was young. It means you don't have such a chance."

"That's right, but our fate is already legendary."

Li Nanke counted with his fingers, "I hugged you when you were a baby, and we met each other when you were a girl, that is, in Hecun, and you killed me.

After that, you and I became husband and wife, and we have been together until now.With this fate, let alone the next life, no matter which life, we are destined to be husband and wife. "

Listening to her husband's statement, Luo Qianqiu's beautiful eyes were shining, and thick sugar juice was flowing in her heart, sweet to every place.

Yes, this kind of fate has already envied others.

What else is she not satisfied with?

No matter which reincarnation they go through, they are destined to be husband and wife.

Coming out of the room, Luo Qianqiu, obviously in a better mood, kept digging the places in his memory, and took Li Nanke to tell about the past.

Li Nanke listened carefully.

While listening, I tried to construct from my mind what my daughter-in-law looked like when she was young and the childhood fun that happened.

Occasionally, I will smile knowingly, play and be intimate with my wife, and savor this rare happy atmosphere together.

It's a pity that Luo Qianqiu has too few childhood memories worth remembering.

Soon, she finished recounting all the interesting things she could remember, leaving only her hesitant and thin figure in this empty house, reminiscing about the moldy family ties.

"I have never seen my father's body."

Luo Qianqiu stood in front of the main house in a daze, her tone indescribable loneliness, "I ran away as Princess Shanyun at that time, even if I wanted to see him one last time, I couldn't.

But when I heard the news of his death, I was not very sad. Maybe from the bottom of my heart, I didn't have much affection for this father. "

There's none?
Li Nanke looked at the pain in the depths of his wife's eyes, sighed, and said nothing.

At this time, he saw the nun monster appearing next to the rockery again.

The other party was still silently watching Luo Qianqiu.

Not only Luo Qianqiu is deliberately avoiding this biological mother who has no memory, even the mother dare not approach her daughter.

"I should have guessed."

Luo Qianqiu still turned her back, but the words she said carried a great deal of meaning. "I didn't dare to enter the house before, not because I was afraid, but because I was worried about meeting someone I shouldn't meet."

Shouldn't have happened?
Li Nanke subconsciously looked at the one-eyed nun.

It seems that the wife already knew that her mother was already here.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Li Nanke asked.

Luo Qianqiu shook her jade head, but still didn't turn around.

Li Nanke looked at the one-eyed nun again, who left quietly after a sigh.

Well, no one dares to meet this mother and daughter.

Coming out of the house, the sky was a bit hazy and dark, with thick clouds covering the moon and stars, making it a bit depressing.

"How about I take you to the main street for a stroll."

Li Nanke held his wife's hand, planning to go to a lively place to relax.

Luo Qianqiu didn't want to go, so she randomly picked a remote tree, snuggled up to the man and stared at the dark night sky, drinking tea in peace.

She wiped off the disguise potion on her face, revealing her original face.

With beautiful and delicate facial features and a graceful and slender figure, she is like a fairy descending in the dark night, enjoying the love in the world.

"Should I see her?"

Luo Qianqiu suddenly asked.

Li Nanke couldn't make a decision for the other party, so he said softly: "When you think you want to see me, that's when you should see me."

The seemingly nonsense reassurance made Luo Qianqiu fall into deep thought.

But in the end, the woman still couldn't make up her mind.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Luo Qianqiu sighed slightly.

Li Nanke nodded and said nothing, ready to go home with his wife.

But just as the two left, Li Nanke caught a familiar figure appearing in a dark alley, walking hurriedly.

It was a woman he had met once at a banquet.

Jing Benhai's wife.