My Empress is My Bad Girl

When it comes to King Qin, both of them are a little silent.

The relationship between the two of them and King Qin is unclear and unclear.

In the end, Zhao Yuanjing spoke first: "It's a pity that we walked so many places outside, but we never found a third place."

Yundai reached out to her arms and drew out a small and exquisite compass.

It was exactly the same as the one that fell into the sea, but much smaller.

This was created by Yundai imitating the compass and invited the master of the workshop.

Unfortunately, this compass hasn't responded much since it was built.

She stared at the compass and muttered to herself: "Will the magnetic field in this room change?"

Zhao Yuanjing leaned against her and looked at the compass with her, "Dai'er."

"Um?"

"I have never asked you. If you find another opened channel, what are you going to do?"

He has been with her silently for so many years, walking southeast, northwest, and this question, he only whirled around in his heart, until today, he finally asked it out.

Yundai put down the compass, turned her head to look at him, and said with a smile: "People say that fallen leaves return to their roots. Although I have lived here for nearly 30 years, I am used to it from body to mind. But...I still want to be able to Go back there."

"Where?" Zhao Yuanjing asked lowly.

"My hometown." Yun Dai turned to face him, put her hand on his neck, "Zhao Yuanjing, I often dream of things like childhood, my mother and father. I don't know if my father is still there now. Not alive. I think if I'm lucky enough to go back and see Dad again, that's fine."

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her face and touched her lightly: "You are still young, what are you talking about?"

"I know I look young, but I know my own body. I often feel late and old." Yun Dai said softly, "Zhao Yuanjing, you are different from me. I just look young, but my age has always been Increasing. You are really young. Time flows in you much slower than others. You still have a lot of time. I don't have any."

Zhao Yuanjing was a little bit blocked when he heard it, but still comforted her with the softest voice: "No, you just have some discomfort in your legs, and you have no other symptoms. Don't think about it yourself."

"Do you remember Mingmin?"

"Naturally remember."

"She has been here for about thirty years. In the last few years, she was very old. You have seen it with your own eyes."

"She is her and you are you. You are not the same at all." Zhao Yuanjing shook his head, "If you are the same, why hasn't your appearance grown old?"

"But I..."

"Ah, you, you are always unreasonably worried and scare yourself." Zhao Yuanjing didn't want her to continue speaking, so he interrupted her with a smile, "You tell the truth, are you tired of being with me and want to escape sooner? Going home, don’t want to be with me anymore?"

"Yes, yeah, I'm annoying you." Yundai hooked his neck and said sweetly, "but don't worry, as long as I'm alive for one day, I won't leave."

Zhao Yuanjing's smile faded suddenly.

He pulled her into his arms, kissed her on the forehead, and whispered: "Dai'er, don't say those things, it makes me sad. You never thought about it, how could I just watch you walk by me? Front?"