Emperor Wuxian frowned slightly, stared at her stubborn and cold face, thought for a moment, and said coldly, "Okay, if you have anything that you can't solve, you can come to me at any time." ” "Hmm."
After speaking, the Northern Dance turned around and went to get something.
Now she just wants to finish what she has here, and then leave Sihaitian early.
Later them Thinking that she couldn't get close to him again like before, her chest was a heart-rending pain, and her eyes were a little sore and a little painful.
Suddenly, she regretted why she had asked him if he had ever had a heart for her.
If she doesn't ask, he doesn't.
At least they can get along the same way they used to, and now they can't go back The Northern Dance was not absent-minded, but turned her grief into motivation and swept away all the valuable things in the palace.
She once said that even if there was nothing, at least she still had money.
When the time comes, she can do whatever she wants.
But now she is not happy at all, and she does not like these valuable things at all.
Those truths are deceitful It's all a lie When you really fall in love with someone, when you lose him, no amount of money can eliminate the sadness and pain in your heart.
After that, she and Emperor Wuxian never had a trace.
Emperor Wuxian stared at Beiming Dance quietly, watching her pack up her things quietly and neatly, and her chest was a heart-wrenching pain.
Although she looked like a normal person and there was no emotion on her face, he knew that she must be in pain.
Because he's also in pain.
When he liked her, he didn't know.
He only knew that she was becoming more and more important in his heart, so important that he was used to her presence, longing to see her every day, to watch her laugh, to watch her angry, to watch her eat polyma, to watch her depressed, to watch her anxious "We're done, let's go."
Beiming Dance walked in front of Emperor Wuxian with no sadness or anger on her beautiful face, just a calm face.
She wouldn't let him see her cowardly side.
Even without him, she would have lived just fine.
"Hmm."
Emperor Wuxian nodded, they should indeed find a way to get out now.
"Wait, I'll get some books."
The Northern Dance suddenly walked towards the bookshelf.
Those books are all skill books, and although she doesn't understand witchcraft and formations now, it's always good to learn when there's nothing to do.
As the saying goes, you can go all over the world with skills She still has a long way to go, and she may encounter all kinds of things in the future.
Her only regret now is that she doesn't know mantras.
If she knew, she would be able to help him break the spell.
Even if he already has someone in his heart, even if he doesn't like her, he will keep her in his heart for the rest of his life.
When Emperor Wuxian saw her holding the book, his eyes flashed slightly, but fortunately he put away the book about spells.
If only let her see it As to whether the other spell was on her, he would go to find out.
Naturally, he longed not to be on her.
When the time comes, he kills another cursed person, and he will survive Emperor Wuxi's bloodthirsty red pupils suddenly burst out with a fierce cold light.
Who spelled him?
When he was a child, his memory was a little vague, and he couldn't remember too clearly whether he was born with the disease, or whether he was one, two, or three years old.
He only knew that since he was sensible, the heart-rending pain on the fifteenth day of every month has never been less.
Until that night he inadvertently drank her blood.
Her blood was like a savior, able to alleviate his pain. t1706231537: