Chapter 2939
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Ci Ning Palace.
In the side hall, Luo Qingchen carefully applied medicine for Song Nanmo. The air was filled with the smell of sandalwood mixed with important herbs. It was a very comfortable feeling.
But at this time, Luo Qingchen's eyes unconsciously turned red.
"What's wrong?" Song Nanmo saw her wrist suddenly tremble. He could feel that she was not feeling well.
Luo Qingchen shook her head. She raised her head and took a deep breath, "Nothing, I just feel that you are a bit stupid."
Song Nanmo slowly got up and buttoned his clothes. He looked at her and said, "I just can't do it."
He could not watch his beloved go to another person because of power. He could die, but he could not let go.
"But have you thought about it? If you die, the emperor will still do what he wants to do. "Luo Qingchen looked into his eyes and said," The ending will not change. "
"Qingchen … …"
"So you have to live." Luo Qingchen looked at him firmly and said, "There is only hope if you live. You want to protect me, I also want to protect you."
Actually, to a certain extent, she liked this feeling very much.
They protected each other, they trusted each other, they endured each other for the sake of each other, they were stubborn for each other.
It was very silly to say, but it was an indelible love.
Song Nanmo slowly raised his right hand and touched her cheek. Her fingertips were slightly cold, but the palm of her hand was boiling hot.
His personality was very gentle, just like when she first met him. He was not overbearing or black-bellied, but upright and self-disciplined.
"If you were not so outstanding and were chosen by the emperor … …" Song Nanmo's eyes were slightly misty as he said, "Qingchen would be Nanmo's wife by now."
After all, he had already confessed to his sister. He had even thought of how to tell his mother.
He would only marry one wife in his life. He would never have a concubine.
"Pu — —" Luo Qingchen raised her hand and gently knocked on his forehead, "Song daren wants to marry a wife. Why didn't you ask the wife? I didn't even say if I was willing."
Song Nanmo was stunned. A dark light seemed to flash in his eyes as he asked in disappointment, "You don't want to?"
"I — —" Luo Qingchen pretended to shake her head, and then smiled: "I'm willing! Luo Qingchen is willing to marry Song Nanmo. "
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, like a beam of light, deep but not ostentatious.
In the next second, he slowly approached her, and the air seemed to be filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Luo Qingchen slowly closed her eyes. Her mind was a little empty, but pink bubbles of anticipation still flashed through her mind.
Unbeknownst to her, Song Nanmo quickly kissed her cheek and then quickly sat up straight.
Her beautiful face was flushed red, and she looked incomparably shy.
"Song Nanmo — —"
"Ah?"
Luo Qingchen cleared her throat and looked at him with a serious face, "Do you know how many palace maids in the palace admire you?"
"No … … no … …" Song Nanmo gently shook his head and said, "I don't walk around the palace often. Even if I walk around, I only go to the imperial study and sister's Yi Xuan Palace. There shouldn't be many palace maids who have seen me."
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