"What did you say? Say it again." Ning Mengyao's eyes widened and she stared at the man opposite her. Her voice and body were trembling slightly. There was disbelief in her wide eyes.
Ling Luo looked at Ning Mengyao's disbelieving look and opened her mouth. The words that came to her lips seemed a little hard to say.
The person next to him gave him a gentle push, and Ling Luo raised his head again, with determination in his eyes: "Yao'er, you know my identity. In order to be the heir, I must marry Xiao Zixuan, so... so..."
Ning Mengyao smiled sadly, looking at Ling Luo who couldn't even speak to herself, and looked at him mockingly: "So you want me to be your concubine?"
Ling Luo shook his head quickly: "No... I'm not a concubine, I'm an equal wife."
"Haha, an equal wife?" Ning Mengyao swayed and took a step back, looking at Ling Luo: "It seems you still don't understand me well enough."
Who is she, Ning Mengyao? After two lifetimes, will she compete with other women for the man she likes because of changes in her environment
She and Ling Luo were a couple in their previous life. When they were about to get married, they accidentally came to this strange era. After arriving here, he was the young master of Lingyun Hou Mansion and was loved by thousands of people, while she was just a child abandoned by her family. orphan.
They met unexpectedly at that time, and he was as good to her as ever, regardless of status. She thought they would know and love each other just like in the previous life.
Six years, six years after coming to this place, she has not changed, but he has changed. For the sake of power and status, he actually wants her to share a man with other women.
When had she, Ning Mengyao, fallen into such a state of desolation
"Yao'er, listen to me, I love you, but..." Seeing Ning Mengyao's eyes gradually turning cold, Ling Luo walked up to Ning Mengyao and grabbed her arm, explaining eagerly.
"Love? The last person Ling Luo deserves to say he loves is you. Love me? You love your rights and status more. We have been together for so long and you still don't know me? I have my pride. Let me share another man with a woman. , That's impossible." Ning Mengyao reached out and slapped Ling Luo's hand away, and spoke coldly.
Ling Luo looked at the hands that were knocked down mercilessly, and his body became slightly stiff: "Yao'er, why are you like this? Three wives and four concubines are normal in this place." Ling Luo was helpless about Ning Mengyao's resistance.
Ning Mengyao's pupils shrank and she raised her eyes to look at Ling Luo: "Three wives and four concubines? Is that normal? Then just live a life that you think is normal and stop looking for me."
She thought she wouldn't feel uncomfortable when she said these words, but when the words came out, she realized that she was not as strong as she thought, and her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.
It's a pity that she doesn't know that his thoughts have become as pedantic and ignorant as people of this era.
"Yao'er, why can't you understand me? I'm doing it for our own good." Ling Luo looked at Ning Mengyao's increasingly heartless eyes, and became a little irritated, and roared loudly at Ning Mengyao.
Ning Mengyao walked towards Ling Luo step by step, raised her hand and slapped him hard twice on the face: "For our own good? Ling Luo, you are only doing it for yourself. From now on, we will never be sworn in, and we are just passers-by. .”
She took a deep look at Ling Luo. There was no love in those beautiful eyes, but only ruthless coldness. She was dressed in an ordinary white cotton dress, but she still had a sense of elegance and long hair. Her turn drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a flying black butterfly among the flowers.
Ling Luo covered his face and watched Ning Mengyao leave without chasing her or asking her to stay. But he didn't know that his letting go at this moment was forever, and things had changed when they saw her again.
Ning Mengyao didn't know how she got back to her home. She looked at the exquisite courtyard in front of her with a blank expression.
Looking at the small courtyard, Ning Mengyao smiled mockingly to herself. She thought he would live the life she wanted with her, but reality slapped her hard on the face.