Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 2260: Love that spans thousands of years (4)

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Because without Feng Ling'er, there would be no soldiers and horses of the Feng Dynasty, so he couldn't force the palace.

In fact, even if he did not force the palace, the Mo Dynasty would already be in ruins.

The two major forces competed with each other and eventually both suffered losses. Mo Gongyi became seriously ill and was dying.

This was his chance, his only chance.

Only by standing at the highest point can the original owner stand beside him without any worries.

Eventually, he succeeded.

No matter how difficult it was for many years, he became the king of the Mo Dynasty.

When I saw the original owner again, she was standing alone under the peach blossom tree.

She is already a big girl, and the wind gently blows the corners of her clothes, making her look so pretty.

Mo Ye walked forward, hugged her gently and said, "I'm back."

"But you are already married, right?"

Naturally, it was impossible for the original owner not to know that he had brought Princess Feng Chao back, but she still wanted to come to him without hesitation.

Because she had been waiting for too long, every time she got drunk under the peach blossom tree, she always felt someone gently touching her head in a daze.

For her, it was a beautiful dream, a very beautiful dream.

"That's not important. From now on, I can protect you. I will never let anyone bully you again."

"Thank you! Brother Ye!"

But they don't know that women in the world are jealous, let alone Feng Ling'er, who has been pampered since childhood.

At first, she thought Mo Ye was cold and cold, but she admired such a man even more.

On the battlefield, he faced one against a hundred, with a face that was as if carved from heaven.

Everything about Mo Ye made her deeply obsessed, so she desperately wanted to marry him, and desperately asked her father to prepare an army for her to go to the Mo Dynasty.

But everything she did was not to make wedding clothes for others.

Then, the person who occupies Mo Ye's heart, the person at the top of her heart, must die.

When Mo Ye talked to her about the original owner's life, she always smiled and said, just like it.

In fact, she had secretly changed Mo Ye's diet. The Feng Dynasty had a kind of chronic medicine. If you take it continuously for more than a month, you will suddenly fall into a coma, and you will be in a daze for about half a month before you wake up.

Feng Ling'er prepared everything and planned to use these half a month to get rid of the original owner.

Method, she already wanted.

A month later, the emperor suddenly fell into a coma.

Zhongshu Province discovered the letters of collaborators and the villain of the witchcraft. The elder brother of the imperial censor, the uncle of the original owner, was an official there.

'Rebellion' and 'witchcraft' are such terrible words. Once they are contaminated, it will be the fate of being executed.

That night, the original owner was imprisoned in Dali Temple, waiting for his fate.

She thought that Mo Ye was now the most powerful person in the world. He said he would protect her and he would do it.

Last night, they drank together, composed poems, and danced while admiring the moon.

She firmly believed that he would come to save her.

Waiting is a long time.

But the scary thing is not the waiting, but the result of the arduous waiting.

"By God's decree, the emperor issued an edict. The Luo family is suspected of treason and practicing witchcraft. The evidence is conclusive. From now on, all the men will be beheaded and the women will be exiled to Bianjiang."

The original owner did not see Mo Ye. Even when she finally put on dirty prison uniforms, handcuffed her and sent him away from Moonlight City, she did not see Mo Ye.

That period was probably the most painful time in the original owner's life.

He finally broke his vow and left her.

Because of Fengling'er

she does not know.

She only knew that it was then that she truly understood what it means to be sad more than to die. (To be continued)