Let's go, villain Boss

Chapter 147 Memories
"About 1000 years have passed, Patriarch, I can order to investigate immediately, and I can give you a specific time."

"No, it's been 1000 years..." Wen Lanci repeated to himself, his eyes seemed to contain the whole world.

1000 years have passed, the smiling face in his mind has never disappeared...

·Weekly 15 years

"Hold your hand, and grow old together with you, and we will spend the good time together..." A young girl in the cardamom age wore a wide-sleeved pink dress, closed the book, and smiled at the boy in front of her, "Xiao Ci, you and I will get married. Let me have a phoenix crown and xiapei, red makeup ten li, no concubine's room, no tiredness, and only give it to me for the rest of my life!"

The young man in the ice blue robe blushed, looked at the cinnabar between her eyebrows, and nodded happily, even a little helpless.

"Yan'er, I will. I, Wen Lanci, swear that I will marry Shangguan Yan'er for the rest of my life. I will love you forever. I only want to spend this life with my son." With a straight face, he quickly raised three fingers to swear to the sky.

"Hmph, just a few words, I think Shangguan Yan'er is smiling. My mother said, sweet words, men can do it." The girl has a pretty face, with a scorpion head and crescent eyebrows, and her whole face is as beautiful as it is outlined. Even so, The corner of the mouth is a smile.

·Weekly 17 years

The blue waves are rippling, the weeping willows are supporting the Su, the distant mountains are like ink paintings, and the color of black is thousands of miles away.

"The world is far away and the road is far away, why don't you send me away?" The girl Jiji's appearance is even more open, with willow eyebrows and star eyes, her face is like a peach blossom, and her face is pink and black.

"Yan'er, don't be careless about this matter." The young man said, her reflection reflected in his eyes.

The girl frowned in displeasure, and tightly gathered the corner of the boy's clothes that had been blown by the wind, her eyes were pink with spring water in them: "Wen Lanci, let me ask you, if I beg you today, will you allow me?"

The young man's sword eyebrows slanted, and he paused slightly: "Yan'er, thousands of mountains and snow at night, my heart is still there, and it will not be shattered in the end of the world."

The girl's eyes were weeping, and she slapped the young man hard: "A heartless thief! Bullying me when I was young, I, Shangguan Yan'er, will never have any contact with you from now on!"

"Yan'er!" Standing on the boat, the young man who was as bright as Huayue was not angry because of being beaten, but said anxiously, "Is it possible that this line of love between you and me can be hindered?"

The girl jumped onto the shore and never looked back.

·Weekly 21 years

The night is still dark, the woman's red lips are like bandits, the phoenix crown and Xiapei, the begonia between the eyebrows, the graceful figure, a red dress with brocade phoenix ornaments, and complicated patterns on the corners of the long dress.

The red candles flickered in the twilight, and the mandarin ducks were adorned with red makeup. The man in the red dragon robe smiled and said, "Queen, it's dusk. It's probably time to exchange glasses and drink. It's time for the bridal chamber."

The woman holds an ancient sparrow jug in her plain hand and pours two glasses of wine.

He didn't touch the man, just poured a cup into his throat, the wine stained his red lips, his complexion was as rosy as rouge.

The man in the dragon robe was still dazzled by the woman's appearance, and he didn't realize that a sword was stabbing from behind him, and fell to the ground: "—Wen Lanci, do you think I will give her a normal drink? Hahahahahaha—— "

Cang Ran's laughter finally turned into a moan, and then he died.

"—Pfft" After a while, the woman spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the phoenix clothes brightly.

"Yan'er!" The sword-wielding man hugged her into his arms, his eyes were scarlet, as if piercing his heart.

The woman smiled and fell into his arms: "The red pill on the top of the crane dissipates the soul, Wen Lanci, I will keep you for four years, I have not drank the wine that I have crossed my arms, I have not entered the Zhou Emperor's bridal chamber, and you have not kept the promise, my soul will be with you for the rest of my life." you--"

(End of this chapter)