"Do you still hate me?" Nangong Xuan asked.

"Then you think I should forgive you?"

Nangong Xuan was speechless for a moment. She should hate herself for doing so many cruel things to her.

I don't know what kind of madness he is suddenly going crazy, but it doesn't matter. What's the point of two dying people saying this.

"What can I do to forgive me?" Nangong Xuan felt that he had reached his limit. He had never begged a woman for forgiveness in such a low voice.

Grudge calmly looked at Nangong Xuan: "you haven't changed at all for so many years."

Nangong Xuan asked her, "what do you mean?"

"I mean, you've always been so selfish. I hope everyone will live according to your wishes, so you've repeatedly blocked Qingxue and Yaner from being together. Do you have to accept your apology? A simple word of sorry can erase everything you've done to me? Nangong Xuan, do you think things too simple."

He poured out all his words with resentment. Nangong Xuan's face was not good: "that's how you thought of me?"

"It's what you've been doing that makes me think so. Do you want to apologize to me now to ask me for peace before I die? I tell you, the reason why I don't do it now doesn't mean I forgive you. I just figured it out and don't want to waste my little time on you."

Chu Yushang is dead, and she is a grudge. Ji Qingxue is right. She should live for herself.

After hearing what she said, Nangong Xuan's face became more and more ugly: "I have only one month left, but you don't even want to give me a chance to make up."

"I can have today thanks to you. You don't have to think about compensating me because I don't need anything. Nangong Xuan, let's stop here. I hate you for so many years and tortured myself for so many years. The only thing I thank you is that you gave me Yan'er."

I hate to see that he has been standing there in a trance, and I don't know whether he has listened to what he said. Anyway, it doesn't matter. I'm much more comfortable to speak these words from my heart.

Just when the grudge was about to leave, Nangong Xuan spoke a little difficultly: "even if you don't forgive me, can you let me hold you again?"

Resentment frowned: "you..."

In the middle of the conversation, Nangong Xuan quickly came over and circled her in his arms.

Sometimes Nangong Xuan would think that if he hadn't done something like that, he would be very happy now.

But man's ambition and desire are always unfathomable. He knows that even if he is given another chance to start over, he will choose to do the same thing.

Nangong Xuan hugged her tightly. After struggling a little, he leaned quietly in his arms. Everything in the past seemed to emerge in front of him.

You and I have been entangled for so long and are tired. It's time to put you down.

For a long time, Nangong Xuan reluctantly let go of her. He pretended to be calm and said, "you came to kill me, but now you make me safe. Don't you think you've lost a lot?"

The corner of his mouth turned: "no, I've come to see Yan'er."

Meng Yue hid outside Weiyang palace and his face was blue. He didn't know what they were talking about, but he saw Nangong Xuan holding a grudge.

How he hoped that the grudge could push him away, slap him hard and tell him to go away, but she didn't, but let him hold her.

At that moment, Meng Yue finally understood that even though he had been guarding silently for many years, he could not compare with the person in her heart.

Meng Yue left quietly. He suddenly felt that it was meaningless to stay here. He gave up revenge and had a harmonious relationship with nangongyan. He should be the only outsider.

Nangong Xuan in Weiyang palace suddenly asked, "Yushang has been here for so many years. Your heart is no longer with me, right?"

Somehow, when Nangong Xuan asked this question, Meng Yue's face appeared in front of his resentment.

She smiled: "of course, Nangong Xuan is that you are too confident. Who cares to hang from your crooked neck tree."

In a trance, Nangong Xuan seemed to see the naive girl again, and his heart was hanging all over him.

But he pushed her away and almost killed her.

Nangong Xuan, what the hell did you do?

The grudge turned and left lightly, leaving Nangong Xuan alone in the same place.

His low voice echoed in the huge Weiyang Palace: "in fact, what I fear most is that you don't even have the idea of revenge for me."

Because that means that the last trace of your feelings for me have disappeared. Yushang, although I don't want to admit it, you are the only woman I have loved in this life.

But what I don't want to accept is that you have fallen in love with other men. Maybe it's better. Anyway, I'm a dying man. It's enough to see you again. I shouldn't expect anything more.

Ji Qingxue is very worried. What if they suddenly fight again? It won't end well at that time.

At that time, Nangong Yan's face was calm: "ah Xue, don't worry, they won't fight now."

Ji Qingxue raised her eyebrow: "are you so sure?"

After Nangong Yan coaxed Xue to sleep, he carefully held him in the cradle. Looking at his sleepiness, Nangong Yan felt very peaceful.

"When they see both sides, they have no murderous spirit. They shouldn't want to fight. Besides, if they fight, it's their business. What's the matter with you and me?"

Ji Qingxue said with a black line on her face, "it's none of your business. Are you sure you won't intervene?"

Nangong Yan reached out and pinched her nose: "silly ah Xue, sweep the snow in front of her house and don't care about the frost on others' tiles. They are not children anymore. We don't need to tell them what to do."

I'm afraid she's worried here alone. Ji Qingxue whispered, "I know. Sweep the snow in front of your house and don't worry about other people's nosebleed, right? I remember."

Nangong Yan couldn't help pinching her face: "what ah Xue said is what he said."

Ji Qingxue pouted discontentedly, "don't pinch it. It hurts."

"No, ah Xue is so cute."

"Hey, I'll bite if I don't let go." Ji Qingxue said with a mouth.

Nangong Yan's heart is unprecedented relaxed. Just when Ji Qingxue was about to blow up, Nangong Yan suddenly let her go, and then a light kiss fell on her red lips.

Ji Qingxue froze: "you, what are you doing?"

Nangong Yan kissed again: "this is a thank-you gift for ah Xue."

Ji Qingxue is very sad and angry: what kind of thank-you gift? It's obviously for your own benefit, okay?

I've never seen such a brazen man