Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 1147, Shu Nv is the end of the painting

Qingcheng sighed.

"Sorry, I can't promise you, you are Nan Yu, but I am no longer Shushu!"

Pausing and hesitating for a moment, Qingcheng looked at Nan Yu and told him everything.

Nan Yu's face turned pale in an instant, with disbelief in his eyes, he pushed Qingcheng away violently.

"No, you are lying to me, you are Shushu, how could you not be Shushu, I know, you must have empathized, you said that on purpose, deliberately misleading me!"

Nan Yu turned around and rushed out, the door was closed with a bang.

These days, Qingcheng is like being imprisoned. Although every day is the same as usual, the quality of life has not declined at all, but she can only be locked in this room.

Qingcheng didn't even think about going out. For her, every place in this world is the same.

Yes, she chose to tell Nan Yu the truth, which means she chose them.

Abandoned the task.

Because of Nan Yu's obsession with rebirth, when Nan Yu's body was weak, he pressed the souls of Shi Yi, Nan Jiu, and Shu Qing into that body in one fell swoop.

Although Nan Yu's suppression did not damage their spirits in the slightest, they could only sleep deeply.

If they want to wake up their spirits, Nan Yu needs to think clearly for himself. He really regrets the harm he has done to Shushu, and wants to continue the relationship with Shushu. The power of this obsession and love is extremely heavy of.

Of course, if Qingcheng took action against Nan Yu, Nan Yu might not be able to suppress them, but this body always belonged to Nan Yu herself, no matter what the reason was, she couldn't be so selfish.

For several days, Qingcheng sat in front of the window. Sometimes, she could see Nan Yu looking at her with complicated and incomprehensible eyes.

"Miss, you should go and see the master, he suddenly vomited blood, he really loves you, the subordinates don't know what happened between you and the master, miss, but, the master misses you every day Yes, these days, he has been staying in the study room without sleep, drawing portraits of you, miss, all over the room!"

Suddenly one day, Nan Yu's subordinates ran over eagerly, knelt down in front of her and begged.

A flash of surprise flashed across Qingcheng's eyes, she paused, and finally followed her subordinates to the study.

The strong and pungent smell of wine permeated the study.

in a dim room.

Wine bottles were scattered all over the place.

Qingcheng frowned, and vaguely saw a man in black lying drunk on the desk, whispering a name.

"Shu Shu, Shu Shu, I'm sorry..."

Qingcheng opened all the windows of the study, and a cool breeze blew in.

The sun shines on the drunk man on the desk.

The glare of the sun made Nan Yu slightly uncomfortable, and he opened his eyes with difficulty. When he saw Qingcheng, his eyes were dazed and helpless.

Stretching out his hand, his voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Shushu, you came to me, did you forgive me? Shushu, I was wrong at the beginning, can you forgive me, forgive me, okay!"

Qingcheng saw the blackness under the man's eyes, and sighed, "Nan Yu, are you really sure that you really love Shushu?"

Nan Yu's eyes drooped, and he said bitterly, "Shu Shu, until now, do you still not believe my feelings for you? I know, you like sweets, orchids, black, and tea, I know I know all your preferences and everything about you... I know that she is not you, but what should I do? Compared with this world without you, I hope that you will always be by my side! "

"I can let you see her, but you have to leave this world completely and give up what you have now, are you willing?"

For some reason, Qingcheng looked at Nan Yu, and suddenly felt a little soft in her heart. This was the first time she violated her own principles.

Perhaps, this is the feeling of heart?
"I am willing, Shushu, as long as I can see you again, no matter what I am asked to do, I am willing!!"

After Nan Yu finished speaking, Qingcheng waved her hand in front of his eyes.

At that moment, Nan Yu seemed to smell a strange and mysterious fragrance.

The chaos and noise in my mind instantly calmed down.

The woman's voice was distant and ethereal, "Go to sleep, wake up, you will be able to see him!"

Shushu, I'm sorry.

I love you!
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The sky gradually cleared.

This day is the wedding day of King Xiaoyao and his beloved wife.

When they were newlyweds in the prosperous age, red silk was spread all over the streets of Kyoto. After the sedan chair circled around the capital for a full circle, the man on the tall horse had a gentle and happy face, and stretched out his hand to the woman in the sedan chair.

"Shushu, I'm back!"

Through the red hijab, Qingcheng could vaguely see the handsome outline of the man.

"I've been waiting for you all this time, so you're finally back!"

Since that day, Qingcheng sent Nan Yu to the world where Shu Shu reincarnated, his body has been in a deep sleep, until these days, he finally woke up.

After waking up, the three men were preparing for the big wedding. It was not until today that Qingcheng saw them actually appear.

The bright fireworks bloom in the sky, and the beautiful scenery, like a picture scroll, will never fade.

And love is the colorful colors on this picture scroll.

In distant time and space.

The man held the woman in his arms tenderly.

Looking at the familiar mole under her eyelids, my heart is soft and tender.

"Husband, I've always been curious, why do you like me? There are so many noble and beautiful women in the capital, why do you just fall in love with me who has an ordinary family background and an ordinary background?"

The woman tilted her head and asked puzzledly.

The man smiled and looked at the white clouds in the sky outside the window. There were orchids of various colors blooming in the yard.

"Because, lady, you are my lover in the previous life. I have been looking for you for a long time, and finally, thanks to the help of a goddess, I can see you again!!!"

The woman didn't believe the man's words at all, "Husband, you are joking again, I see, you just fell in love with my face, otherwise, why would you draw me every day, look, this study is all It's my painting, I can't fit it in this study!"

The man said dotingly, "Who told my wife to be as beautiful as a flower, and she will be fascinated by her husband and me, and I must be you in this life!"

Yes, I don't want anyone but you.

The breeze blew up some waves.

A painting on Ling's desk floated out of the window.

The woman in the portrait is holding an oil-paper umbrella, her face is peachy, and she is beautiful and delicate. She is standing at the head of the bridge, with a slight smile on her face, and a mole under her eyelids, which makes her a little smarter and more charming. .

——For my heart, for your heart, I know and remember each other deeply!

(End of this chapter)