Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 1862

[Chapter 1862 Nanzhao King’s Killer Wife (43)]

She didn’t know that she returned to Mu Xue Palace, she didn’t even know how to face Nan Yisheng.

To her, it didn’t seem so sad, but her mood was so low.

The candle lights in the hall were flickering, and he left a light behind, as if waiting for her to come home.

Suddenly, Luo Qingchen felt that she knew Nan Yisheng a little bit. In fact, he is not as peaceful as he imagined, those deepest secrets will always be hidden in his heart, and he will not tell outsiders.

“I’m back.” He stood with his hands behind his back, under the candle lamp, dressed in white as snow, as if he was waiting for something, or afraid of something.

The vague uneasiness in his heart came from the bottom of his heart. He looked at her eyebrows and frowned slightly.

“En.” She responded lightly, and walked forward step by step in the direction of the light.

Nan Yisheng looked into her eyes, squinted slightly, looked into her deep eyes, and knew that she knew everything she should know.

“You…”

“I have a few questions I want to ask you.” Her tone was cold, and Nan Yisheng could immediately hear the deliberately distant tone.

“You ask.” He looked at her eyebrows and eyes, and her clear eyes looked so beautiful under the reflection of the candlelight.

He was slightly taken aback in his heart. Underneath his powerful heart was an extremely fragile heart that only he knew.

“You know that I’m a saint of the witch clan, right?” She said in a low tone, and there was a faint gleam in her eyes when she raised her eyes.

“Yes.”

“You know my name is Luo Qingchen, right?”

“Yes.”

“Nanwang agreed to me marrying you because of my identity, right?”

“Yes.”

“Nan Yisheng, you really know everything.” Luo Qingchen closed her eyes and her right hand trembled slightly, and a self-deprecating smile was unconsciously drawn at the corner of her mouth.

It turned out that this was the reason why the degree of dislike had remained at 50%. It turned out that she had never entered his heart.

“Qingchen—” He switched her softly, as if he wanted to explain something. But all the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn’t say a word.

In an instant, the candle light flickered, and the entire Mu Xue Hall was plunged into darkness.

The window behind him was shattered with a ‘bang’, and a man in a black night suit attacked in Luo Qingchen’s direction.

She could hide, but she didn’t hide…

In the blink of an eye, a figure in white clothes like snow stood in front of her, quickly took the long sword from the assassin’s hand, and sealed his throat with a sword within a millimeter.

He raised his eyes coldly, and said with thin lips and light teeth, “Who ?

”

An Guang looked at her and said, “It’s time to go home.”

It’s time to go home!

Time to go home!

Time to go home!

If the original owner could hear these four words, how touched it would be.

It’s a pity, she can’t hear it anymore… She has never regretted falling in love with Mu Hanche, even if this man’s indifference reached a desperate point.

Nan Yisheng froze, looked at Luo Qingchen’s calm eyes, and instantly understood what the assassin who appeared just now meant.

But so what? Even if he knew, even if time came again, he would still let her go.

Because I can’t do it…Let her suffer any harm…

“I have one last question.” She turned around with a light mist in her eyes, pursed her lips and said, “You know my Mu country’s killer, right?”

“Yes.” When the

cold wind blew outside the window, Heavy snow was blowing into Mu Xue Palace. They just looked at each other like this, as if if they looked at each other for one more year, it would be ten thousand years.

[End of This Chapter]