The villain leader always likes to die

"I believe it," he said, "as I was probably destined to meet you."

Destiny... If he knew that the so-called fate was a deliberate arrangement, would he still feel that everything was a beautiful accident?

I said, "If it's just a dream, and you wake up with nothing, you're still you, but everything about things has changed, and it's changed beyond recognition."

"Then I pray I never wake up."

He buried his face in my belly and wrapped his arms around my waist.

He didn't want to leave Luo. A world without men was no different from a blank space. He couldn't even find a reason to live, so he couldn't live without Luo.Crazy or distorted, just can't do without each other.

I hesitated: "Then... are they all fake?"

"Fake?" Shang Wuqian leaned on my lower abdomen, "Why is it fake?"

"For example, everything about you is arranged, and your seemingly logical things are all composed of purposes and interests."

"It sounds very mysterious. Is there such a situation? You must become a god to arrange other people's lives. Is there a god in this world? I don't believe in this."

There is no God, but there are some reasons why you don't believe it.

I patted his head and told him not to press my stomach when he got up: "It's very mysterious, what if it really exists?"

Shang Wuyue grabbed my hand that slapped his head, and raised his lips: "Then I will pull that god down, and fall into the eternal hell with me."

It's not even good to be a god in love these days, right...

"You are very confident."

He raised his eyebrows without prison.

I patted him on the shoulder: "Don't keep pressing on my stomach, get up."

Shang Wuyu moved a position, resting his head on my arm: "Is it my illusion?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I think Luo's personality has changed a lot."

"People are going to change."

He held my face and looked at me intently: "Let me see what's different."

The other person's appearance was reflected in his pupils. Apart from that handsome face becoming more and more refined, he also felt that the distance between them was getting farther.

It was completely different from the previous feeling, as if the other party would leave at any moment, and it was the kind that would never come back.He faintly felt that the man had something hidden in his heart for so long and never mentioned it to him, but the man seemed to be accomplishing something all the time.He didn't know what it was, but it felt important to a man.

He smiled and said, "Luo was transformed from a fairy, right?"

"I dare not take on such a big title."

He moved closer: "How old is Luo this year?"

I don't know why he asked this question: "27."

"You're almost thirty."

"I'm getting older, time can't stand the consumption, I can't stand the toss." I said lazily, "Why, do you think I'm old?"

Shang Wuqian nodded my lips: "Of course not, Luo doesn't look old at all, how dare I despise it."

I smiled: "When I am really old one day, you won't say that."

I frowned: "Can you not get so close to me?"

Don't know it's easy to get cross-eyed?

"I just want to look at you like this forever."

I just slapped his face away, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

This house is very big, and there are so many small alleys, with many twists and turns. I lost my way several times in embarrassment.When encountering a servant passing by, you have to let the other party lead the way.Not long after I came here, no one knew me, and few people knew the leader or something, but my empty title was useless, and I just smiled when they called it.

Some thought I was a guest invited by their owner, chatted with me enthusiastically and said a lot, took me to the room I pointed to, and asked me what I needed, if I wanted someone to wait on me or something.

The servant said: "To be honest, our Patriarch is going to get married in two days. Everyone in the house is very busy, and they are all taking care of this matter! Time is tight, but how can Patriarch's marriage be neglected? Please forgive me if there is anything wrong with your hospitality."

I nodded, and he rubbed his head: "It is said that the head of the family married a man, and we as servants should not ask about it, but until now we haven't seen what the prospective 'madam' looks like, who is worthy of her." The owner of the house must also be beautiful."

The servant looked at it shyly and lowered his head: "It would be nice to be as good-looking as the nobleman!"

First, the corners of my mouth twitched when he said the word 'madam', I think he didn't know that I was the one who was going to marry Shang Wu Prison.

The servant thought that he still had things to do, and said angrily, "Look at me, I talk so much that I forget important things."

He returned the salute to me: "Your Majesty has nothing else to do, so I will step down first."

"Ah."

After he left, I realized that he had taken me to the wrong place. These houses all looked similar. Fortunately, there were begonias planted in the yard that Shang Wu Prison had arranged for me before, so I could recognize them.Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even be able to tell where I live, but now I have to find it by myself.

I looked at the high walls around me, the sky was a bit gloomy, the air was also very stuffy, the ground was damp, and I could still smell the soil.

There are quite a lot of small gardens in this house, each courtyard has one, the side room is where the servants live, and the west wing is for guests, but few guests visit, so it is usually vacant there.

The East Wing is the main room, but I haven't even figured out the route, so I began to complain a little about whether the layout of the yard was too complicated.It's like a mansion in a feudal society.

I stepped over the threshold, when an elderly man walked up to me, and he saluted respectfully: "Surely this is Gu Jiaozhu, right? I have been looking for you for a long time, and I see that you are not in the east wing, so I will find you here." You bring the message."

"Mr. Lao is here."

The old butler waved his hand: "Hey, I don't dare to call you sir, but I'm just a servant of the Shang family."

I asked, "But he's looking for me?"

The old housekeeper said: "Exactly, the young master has something to discuss with you."

"Mr. leads the way."

The old butler saw that I would naturally address him as Mr., so he stopped explaining, otherwise he would appear uninterested.However, this leader really looks exactly like the person in the young master's painting, and he is astonished as a heavenly man, as if he walked out of that painting, especially the eyes, which are indescribably amazing.

This man is indeed good-looking, but Shang Wuqian is the master of the Shang family after all, he doesn't know what happened between this beautiful man and the young master.Since the young master is willing to marry a man regardless of outsiders' public opinion, it means that the young master really likes him.

It's actually not easy for the young master. His heart has been seriously injured, which was all caused by the old master and his wife.It is of course a good thing that there are destined people around the young master now.Although he is old, he also understands these things. He does not mind whether the young master marries a man or a woman, as long as the young master can be happy.

Thinking of this, the old housekeeper couldn't help but say a few more words: "Master Gu, forgive me for talking too much, but I hope you choose to be with the young master so that you don't hurt his heart."

He said: "The old man's time is running out... The young master is a person who attaches great importance to feelings. Although he is now the head of the Shang family, he seems to have great power. But the young master did not have a good life in the past and it was very hard. The old man can accompany you The young master doesn't have much time around... It's a good thing to have someone to accompany him for me."

The old housekeeper suddenly held my hand: "Gu Jiaozhu, can you promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will not leave the young master's side?"

I was so blocked by his question that I couldn't speak for a long time. I didn't plan to spend the rest of my life with Shang Wu Prison, forever?How can it be!

I reacted: "I can't guarantee other factors, even if I don't leave him, he won't necessarily leave me."

The old butler said affirmatively: "I know that kid's character. Once he likes something, he won't let it go. He won't give up on you."

Because of this, the young master's revenge mentality is also very strong, otherwise the master and wife would not have died so badly.

I can't give him this guarantee, and I don't want to lie to an octogenarian: "Sir, many things are not what you see."

The old butler shook his head: "I'm old... I don't understand young people's affairs. If you can't help yourself, I can't force you with the cheek."

I patted the back of his hand: "This is really serious, I have my own measure."

"Even so, I still hope that you can treat the young master well, which is also my wish."

This bone of his did not know the day before it would fail and collapse. He had made preparations for this earlier, and he was only short of burying himself in a coffin.

The old housekeeper apologized, "I'm talking too much."

"It's okay, sir is also thinking about his own master."

He stopped at the door and bowed his head: "The old man will be sent here, the young master is in the room, you just go in."

I nodded, and when I opened the door, I saw that Shang Wuqian was tossing the big red robe, some accessories were placed on the table, and a pile of cut-out happy characters.

Shang Wu Prison saw me coming in, so he immediately stepped forward and pulled me over, and gestured to me with the wedding dress.

"Do you like it or not?"

I looked at the mandarin ducks embroidered on the clothes, and the shading drawn by gold threads, and said, "Isn't it too fancy?"

Shang Wuqian took a good look: "Is it fancy? Otherwise, I'll order someone to change it."

I think it's troublesome, and the day is getting closer: "Since it's a happy dress, it's fine."

"Don't force yourself if you don't like it."

"I like."

He smiled and said, "It's fine if you like it."

Shang Wuyu hooked my arm: "Otherwise, give Luo a try, I want to see how Luo wears it."

I patted him on the head: "How can you try on wedding clothes casually, you have to wait until the wedding day to wear them."

Shang Wu Prison is a bit disappointed, but more of looking forward to it. After waiting for so many years, isn't this what he is doing for such a day?

In order to be able to be with a man under the name of husband and wife.

I looked at the densely packed names with a headache: "Who did you invite?"

If I guess correctly, this is Qu Bai...it seems to be a monk from Yanyang Temple...or it is the head of the XX sect, with a lot of unclear identities.

Shang Wuqian smiled and said: "I asked someone else to write it, and I don't know it anyway."

I slammed the booklet full of lists on Shang Wuyu's face, and growled, "If you don't know me, you're going to invite people randomly! Cross out half of them!"

"But all my posts have been sent out."

"..."

Let's go!At that time, the threshold of your house will be crushed!