The man's words fell, and the room was so quiet that there was no sound at all.
That sentence was like a thunderclap that swirled above her head, and for a moment, she felt dizzy.
I can't tell what I've heard.
The mistress of Nanqin?
That is the position of the noble queen in this harem.
"I want to spread five miles of red makeup, marry you as my queen, and mother the world."
The man's voice was very gentle, without a little fluctuation, as if what he was saying was just the most ordinary homely thing.
And not after Dingnan Qin.
Chongmen Huan raised his head and looked at him in confusion and panic, at this moment, the eyebrows and eyes of the man in front of him gradually became blurred in her eyes.
Memories receded rapidly, and the past was clouded with a pale yellow glow.
In that past, the man above the supreme in front of him once took her hand and said to her affectionately and sincerely: "I want to spread ten miles of red makeup, take the world as an appointment, and marry you as a wife." ” At that time, her eyes were hazy with tears.
I heard him swear in her tearful eyes: "My only wife." ” When she heard this, she longed to turn into a cinnabar on his heart, and he would never end forever.
At that time, it was true love, love to the heart, I would like to fight for him in the world, and give her the position of the supreme lord of the world with both hands.
So she really worked hard to pick the world off with her own hands and gave it to Yan Jiuming.
She gave him thousands of miles of splendid rivers and mountains, and he gave her corpses all over the field.
This hatred, this hatred, how to fill it.
The charcoal fire in the charcoal stove burned more and more vigorously, and the sparks that burst out made a crackling sound, which was extremely clear in this warm pavilion that was so quiet that there was no sound at all.
Her heart, in this crackling sound, slowly calmed down.
Some things have been experienced, and there will be no more waves.
This situation is so similar to before.
It's just that she is no longer her, and Yan Jiuming is still Yan Jiuming, who once gave her an oath, and now, he also gave it to others.
"Why don't you speak?"
In the silence, the man's eyes were like an open net, trapping her in his sharp eyes.
The man was getting more and more ruthless.
When I used to talk to her like this, I looked more or less affectionate, but now when I talk to her again, my eyes are gloomy.
I don't see the slightest affection.
At that time, she was moved, and now she is sneering.
She looked up at him, her eyes were warm, and she asked him quietly, "What do you want me to say?"
” Yan Jiuming's eyes deepened, and when he looked at her, he was a little more probing.
The woman's reaction was beyond his imagination.
"After I gave it to you, you didn't have the slightest joy?"
Yan Jiuming's tone was as gloomy as the dark and gloomy sky outside, brewing an impending storm.
This storm will sweep through everything.
She stood there with her hands folded and straight, her hands clasped under her sleeves crossed and pinched, the pain reminding her to stay awake at all times.
Then he was very calm, and said with a calm smile: "The courtiers thought that the emperor was joking with the courtiers, so they didn't take it seriously, and they calmed down a little." ” How could Yan Jiuming give her the posterior position to a concubine who had just entered the palace?