Ye Qian smiled frivolously: "I just believed his love words. I thought he was still the same as him. Since he promised, he would not disobey his words. It turns out that what he said when he was passionate is not true..."

"What did he promise you?" Luo Qingyu, who had been listening casually, interjected.

Ye Qian sighed softly: "He promised that I would marry me, that I would not take a concubine for three years, and that I would not have an affair with other women. He did disperse other concubines in his mansion for me..."

"After hearing that he agreed to the marriage of Princess Qirui Kingdom, he looked for him again and again just to prevent him from breaking his promise?" Luo Qingyu asked again.

Ye Qian closed her eyes slightly and didn't say anything.

But Luo Qingyu knew that he had guessed it right.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Most of what men say when they are passionate is unreliable, but it is just a means of seeking pleasure.

However, many girls take the love words they say at this time as real, and in the end they hurt their hearts and bodies...

"Why do you take three years? Not a lifetime?" Luo Qingyu asked again, feeling vaguely that there seemed to be some mystery in it.

Ye Qian's body shook slightly, and he looked up at the great master. The great master's expression remained unmoved, but a faint sympathy slipped through his eyes: "Things are irreversible. Ye Qian, the ancient mantra has been broken. If you want to say it, you can say it."

Ancient mantra, what ancient mantra?

Luo Qingyu felt that every sentence in the conversation between the great master and Ye Qian today had mystery.

She understood a little, but she didn't understand very well.

He glanced at Ye Qian and said seriously: "Cousin Qian, uncle, aunt, and ancestors are still thinking about you. They don't want you to have something to do, and they are still waiting for you to go home."

Ye Qian paused for a moment and finally sighed quietly: "The people I am most sorry for now are them..."

She turned to look at the great master and slowly knelt down: "Master National Master, after today - you can erase the memories of Ye Qian from their minds."

The great master spoke in a faint tone, but his words were cold: "It's undesirable. After all, they have raised you for fifty years. In their minds, you are their flesh and blood, and they will remember you forever."

Ye Qian's shoulders trembled, and a bitter smile fell on the corner of her lips: "Then-I can't do anything. I can only come to their kindness in the next life... No, I have no next life..."

Her long eyelashes covered her eyes and face lightly, like a butterfly's wet wings, and she could no longer fly.

Luo Qingyu's heart suddenly sank. She just now felt a hint of ominousness in the conversation between the two. At this moment, the ominous feeling seemed to be confirmed.

She looked at Ye Qian again and suddenly took a breath of air conditioning.

Light red corpse spots appeared on Ye Qian's originally white face, neck, and back of her hands. Under the reflection of the candlelight, she looked a little weird.
Chapter completed!