Chapter 2950
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"Song Nanmo ….." Luo Qingchen had never seen him like this before.
That pair of eyes that were as deep as ink were suffused with streaks of blood, making one's heart ache when looking at them.
She saw him close his eyes and slowly raise his right hand to grab her wrist, pulling her in his direction.
This was the first time she had felt his broad chest after coming here.
A faint sandalwood scent came to her nose, it was very light and very pleasant to smell.
But his arm holding her was trembling, as if he couldn't hold onto the person in his heart even if he used all his strength.
"I won't let you go." He said in a low and hoarse voice as he said in her ear, "Unless I die, I won't let you go ….."
He didn't know what method he could use to keep her, but he knew that he had no way of watching her leave the forbidden city.
Going to such a far place to marry another person.
"Fool." Luo Qingchen gently rubbed against his chest and said, "I'm stronger than you think. Let's make an agreement, alright?"
Song Nanmo trembled slightly. Looking at her clear as water eyes, his heart felt very uncomfortable.
This kind of uncomfortable was not a normal kind of uncomfortable. The person he loved was right in front of him, but he couldn't do anything to send her away.
"I won't die, you can't die either," Luo Qingchen looked up at him and said, "There are so many bad people still alive, how can we die?"
Some kinds of love didn't need to be together forever, but they needed to be connected in their hearts.
That meant that you understand me and I understand you.
"I'm sorry ….. I'm sorry ….. I'm sorry ….." Song Nanmo apologized three times, but he didn't say what he was sorry for.
I'm sorry that I couldn't be by your side and spend the rest of my life with you.
I'm sorry that I couldn't make you happy and I had to watch you marry someone else.
I'm sorry that I have this kind of identity in my life. Even if I die, I can't exchange it for your freedom and happiness.
Luo Qingchen's lips curled into a smile and she shook her head as she said, "It's fine."
She knew the sorry that he didn't say out loud.
Because it was Song Nanmo, it was fine. Even if they were in different countries for the rest of their lives, they would look at the same starry sky.
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On the day Luo Qingchen got married in the name of Princess Royal, Song Nanmo did not appear.
In fact, no matter what agreement they had, his heart would never allow himself to watch her leave.
He took the imperial sword bestowed upon him by the late Emperor and planned to kill all gods and Buddhas.
But before she could walk out of the mansion, she was surrounded by the people sent by the emperor.
In the end, he couldn't do anything for her. Instead, she had to protect him … and his family.
No one knew what happened in the backyard of the Song family residence that day. They only knew that when he came out, Song Nanmo was covered in injuries. Feng Yu ordered him to be grounded for three months. He would be reinstated after his injuries had healed.
In these three months, Song Nanmo had changed into a different person. He was still gentle and disciplined, but the books he read had changed from the Analects of Confucius to military books.
Some said that his body was too weak, while others said that he was crazy.
But only he knew that he was more clear-headed than anyone else. He had never been so clear-headed in his entire life.
Three months later, there would be unrest in the small country. He took the initiative to resume his post and asked to lead the troops to quell the unrest.
Feng Yu looked at his eyes for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't understand the young man's thoughts.
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