It's a pity that Nan Changfeng doesn't know that in the near future, he will be separated from her, and they will meet again after countless lifetimes...
It is precisely because it is not clear yet that he can say such things.
"What are you still doing here?"
The Nine Emperors looked at the young man standing in front of him with a smile: "It's getting late, you should go."
Now, it's too late.
It's time for her to fall asleep, and it's time for Nan Changfeng to leave.
"Is it possible that you really want to stay here and sleep with me?" Nine Emperors took a few steps closer to the young man and narrowed his eyes with a smile on her face.
The young man's handsome face was slightly flushed at the moment. He put his fist to his lips and coughed dryly to hide his beating heart.
The Nine Emperors smiled even more.
At this time, she looked like a villain who made fun of women from good families.
"However," the Nine Emperors tilted their heads and looked at the young man, "I'm a little sleepy. If you want to stay here and sleep, that's okay..."
"It's just..." Her eyes narrowed quietly, "You can just sleep on the floor. Don't disturb me. When I rest, I don't like people around me. It will prevent me from sleeping peacefully."
She has always been used to being alone.
Normally, Dongfang Yu and the others would not disturb her when she was sleeping.
But for some reason, facing Nan Changfeng, she could never drive him out.
Maybe a lot of things were already destined from the beginning when she brought Nan Changfeng back...
"good."
Nan Changfeng smiled and brushed the Nine Emperor's hair: "I'm here to accompany you."
“…”
She said this as if she wanted him to stay.
The Nine Emperors shrugged and went to bed without saying anything more.
She slept very peacefully these days, perhaps leaving behind what she had been worrying about, making her sleep a little quiet.
Compared to her, Mu Yi could not sleep during this period of time.
He drank wine every day and every night, and he no longer had the same splendor as before. He seemed to have lost all his high spirits, and was as decadent as a beggar...
The Prince Consort's Mansion was also empty, except for him, no one else existed.
Mu Yi was drunk, lying in the yard, facing the moonlight, vaguely, as if he saw the stunning figure from back then.
That made him so addicted that he never let go of it over the years.
"If you were still here, wouldn't all of this happen? Jiu'er is still our daughter, and I can treat her as my biological daughter. There is no Princess Qingluo, and there is no Qingya. What's more, my mother will only be a An old lady who only knows how to make trouble will not be in such a situation..."
He closed his eyes, and heavy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. His face was dirty, and his original appearance was no longer worthy of his appearance.
Mu Yi covered his eyes with his hands, as if doing so would stop the tears.
Unfortunately, his tears were like spring water and could not be stopped.
After a while, he opened his eyes. Under his blurred vision, he saw the stunning girl approaching him again.
The girl had a beautiful smile and was extremely beautiful, and her every smile could capture his whole soul.
He stretched out his hand, trying to hold the girl, but all he got was a chill.
"If... there is an afterlife, I will never let you go again."
His hand slowly fell down, and finally landed on the ground, and his eyes closed gently. Perhaps at the last moment, he saw the long-lost figure, and an An Ran smile appeared on his lips.
Even if he knew that the figure was just a figment of his imagination, the real her was no longer there...