In the end, Murong Qiqi asked softly, "Grandmother, is the person you loved the most in your life, him or Grandfather?"
"Of course it's him. Whatever he brought me, be it happiness, sorrow, or sadness, they are all unforgettable. I will never forget him until the day I die! "
Dongfang Lan's words made Murong Qiqi's eyes water. After bidding farewell to Dongfang Lan and leaving Jinxuan Palace, Murong Qiqi's tears fell uncontrollably as she walked through the spacious palace.
Godfather, did you hear that? Grandmother has always remembered you. Be it as a lady, a bride, or the mother of a nation, you will always be in her heart!
Before the Demon Sovereign died, he repeatedly told Murong Qiqi that she must go to Beizhou and help him take care of a woman called Dongfang Lan.
Godfather had once said that the thing he regretted the most was killing Dongfang Lan's father, causing her to lose the person who loved her the most in the world. His biggest regret was not being able to be her groom and take care of her for the rest of her life.
He hated himself for being so cowardly that he didn't even have the courage to see her. He could only hide in the darkness and look at her from afar. Just one look was enough.
Now that she heard the story from Dongfang Lan, Murong Qiqi conveyed Dongfang Lan's words to the Demon Sovereign. She hoped that godfather would be able to let go of the knot in his heart. The woman he loved for so many years hadn't forgotten him. This must be a blessing for him!
After some time, Murong Qiqi felt a layer of warmth on her body. She turned around and saw that it was Feng Cang looking for her with the cloak.
Feng Cang was shocked to see Murong Qiqi's tear-stained face. "Qingqing, what's wrong? Did someone bully you? "
"No!" Murong Qiqi shook her head, but her tears continued to fall.
"What happened?" Feng Cang hugged Murong Qiqi, ignoring the servants around them. "I'll force you if you don't tell me. But you must know that no matter what happens, I will always be by your side. I will trust you unconditionally and will never leave you!"
Feng Cang's promise warmed Murong Qiqi's heart. If godfather had trusted Dongfang Lan like this, they wouldn't have been separated and so many tragedies wouldn't have happened.
On this side, Murong Qinglian carefully tried to figure out Misha's thoughts every day. She wanted to play the role of "Lotus" well and gain Misha's approval. Only when Misha acknowledged her and allowed her to stay, could she slowly get rid of her previous circumstances and start a new life.
"Lotus, look!" Misha handed a black iron object to Murong Qinglian. "This is my gift to you. Do you like it?"
Murong Qinglian weighed the black thing that Misha had stuffed into her hand. It was a little heavy and cold. It was made of iron, but she did not know what it was used for.
"Brother, what is this?"
"Lian, this is a gun! Didn't you like playing with guns? " Misha innocently looked at Murong Qinglian, her beautiful eyes twinkling on her fair and tender face, as bright as the stars in the sky.
"Gun?! Oh, I remember! Yes, I used to really like guns! Brother, did you do this? Great! Big Brother is so awesome! "
Murong Qinglian swore that she had never seen such a strange thing. It was black and had a strange shape. Was this something that 'Lotus' liked? How could she use it?
Although she thought so, Murong Qinglian did not show it. Instead, she showed great interest in the gun. She played with it in her hand and continued to brag about how awesome Misha was. This was a trick that she had used too many times recently, but it was extremely useful. Every time she said it, Misha would be very happy to hear it.
"Lian, do you really like it? Then try it! I made it according to my hand, but I don't know if it will be suitable for you! Next time, I will make one according to your hand, what do you think? "
"Okay! Thank you, Big Brother! Big Brother is the best! "Murong Qinglian said, but she did not know how to move her hands. This so-called "gun" was the strangest thing she had ever seen. What was the use of this thing?
Murong Qinglian wanted to find the answer from Misha's face, but Misha still had a gentle and clean smile. She could not see any problem. It seemed that this time, she had no choice but to give it a try!
Murong Qinglian grabbed the gun barrel, but her heart was in a mess. She had never seen this "gun" before. Was it some kind of smashing tool? Murong Qinglian grabbed the gun barrel and knocked it on the table with the butt. She was sure that it was something similar to a hammer, but not as good as a hammer.
Misha smiled gently, his expression unchanged. Seeing Misha like this, Murong Qinglian was even more sure that she had guessed correctly! It seemed that Shendu was on her side and was biased towards her!
"Big Brother, look, this is how I use it!" Murong Qinglian proudly waved the gun in her hand.
"Mm, very good!" Misha took the gun from Murong Qinglian and gently stroked the barrel with his fingers. "If the person who invented the gun saw you like this, he would definitely laugh …"
"Big Brother …"
No matter how stupid Murong Qinglian was, she could still hear the hidden meaning in Misha's words. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. "Big Brother, it might have been too long. I don't remember how to use it, so I'm rusty. Let me think again, let me try … "
Murong Qinglian wanted to take back the gun in Misha's hand, but he stopped her. Misha pointed the gun at Murong Qinglian and moved his wheelchair closer to her. "Even if you have forgotten everything, you should at least remember how you died!"
"Big Brother …"
Murong Qinglian did not know why, but she felt an unprecedented chill from Misha's body. Although he was still smiling, there was a storm brewing in his clear eyes.
"Pa —" Misha narrowed his eyes and aimed the gun at Murong Qinglian's heart. He raised his hand and coordinated with the sound of a gunshot. Murong Qinglian was stunned when she saw that he was a completely different person from before. She did not make a sound, afraid that she would make a mistake and anger Misha.
Seeing Murong Qinglian's submissive look, Misha laughed loudly.
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