Chapter 3893: Traveling Thousands of Miles, Knocking Into the Heart (End)

"Actually, you know everything, so why do you have to see me?" Luo Qingchen gently lifted someone up and said, "Song Zhizhi, I don't understand you."

She asked to see her, and no matter what she said, she would end up humiliating her.

Now that the world has been decided, she is destined to be protected by Rong Jing for the rest of her life, and she is destined to be favored for the rest of her life.

"Now that I'm dead, so are the Song family...cough cough cough..." At this point, she started coughing violently again.

After a long time, he controlled his strong coughing and continued: "The Song family has all died. I have been waiting for you to come to see me, but I just want to say one thing."

Luo Qingchen looked at the light in her eyes and was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

"You..." She said in a deep tone, with a mocking smile on her lips: "You want me to let Qi Ye go?"

Silence, silence, silence...

There was silence.

"I have been living for my family all my life. In fact... I know that he is a very proud person." Song Zhizhi's eyes softened a little, and he blinked slightly: "But even in the dead city At that time, I still couldn't disobey my father's wishes, and I still stood on the opposite side of him..."

"So you feel guilty about him?"

"No." Song Zhizhi closed her eyes and leaned against the cold wall. She was so thin that it seemed as if the wind could blow her down.

Luo Qingchen thought she would stop talking, so she turned to leave.

The next second she said: "Because I love him, please let him go."

"Haha..." Luo Qingchen not only felt it was a bit ridiculous, but shook her head and said, "You really don't know him well."

How could Qiye be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? What he wants is the world, and he can sacrifice everything.

That was the ambition in his heart, and that was what he gambled his life on.

"I don't understand him..." Song Zhizhi's tone was extremely self-deprecating, and he nodded slightly and said, "I just want him to live well."

After a long time, Luo Qingchen turned around and said in a cold tone: "I won't even kill you, do you think I will kill him? Song Zhizhi, maybe that's the most painful thing."

As soon as the sound fell, she took a big step forward and never looked back.

It was snowing in Qiguo, and Rong Jing was waiting for her at the gate of Dali Temple holding an umbrella.

He knew she didn't bring an umbrella and knew she was here.

"Let's go back." Rong Jing stretched out his hand and said, "The imperial kitchen has prepared white fungus and lotus seeds to drink while they are hot."

"Okay." Luo Qingchen nodded lightly and said, "The Song family will be buried properly, and everyone will be their own master. I don't want you to follow the truth."

Since ancient times, when a king takes office, he can win the hearts of the people only if he is tolerant to his predecessors.

"I only care about what you think." Rong Jing touched her head and said, "She has..."

"Not yet, but it will probably be in a day or two."

"Yes." Rong Jing nodded slightly and said, "Qiye wants to see you, but I don't allow it."

"No." Luo Qingchen took his hand and said, "I already said what I needed to say in front of the city gate that day. Let him leave! I will never see him again in this life."

"good."

"Rong Jing..."

"Um?"

"I don't want to have Tremella lotus seeds, I want to have iced plums."

Rong Jing looked at her eyebrows, and a doting smile formed on the corner of his mouth: "Tomorrow we will set off back to Rongguo."

She smiled lightly at him, as if she could see a flower in her eyes.

In this world, the person who knows her best is him.

One sentence, or even one word, can read all her thoughts.

"Rongjing, it's great to have you by my side!"

"Then please Miss Luo Qingchen stay with me forever."

(over)