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It was the mourning period, and the Nanyin Palace was gloomy at night with not much light.
Yan Ning came alone. She had lost all her grace and elegance. He only wore a simple white robe. He carried a dim candle in the snowy sky. After entering the house, he first blew out the candles in Yingying's room.
"What are you doing?" After falling into darkness, Yingying leaned her back against the wall and did not close the door out of precaution.
She was discussing with the system how to kill Yan Ning, but unexpectedly someone else came. A bit of cold wind blew into the room, and the falling snow outside glowed with a faint silver light under the moonlight, and the surroundings were quiet and eerie.
"Shh-" There was only the candle in his hand in the room. Yan Ning put her fingers to her lips and placed it on the round table.
"Come here, I'll tell you a story."
Yan Ning knew that she was still wary of him, so he took a seat first and looked at Yingying by the door with his chin on his head, "I don't mean any harm. If you don't mind the cold, you can sit by the door with the door open and listen."
Yingying was silent.
At this time, she suddenly thought of someone. In her previous life, she was locked in a golden palace and was helpless. Qiu Yu once smiled and said sarcastic words to her. He said, "The best way to destroy a person is to first understand her, understand her in her flesh and blood, and then crush her to the bone." Ash."
"Gu Yingying, you are too easy for others to see through, so anyone can easily destroy you."
?¡then, where is Yan Ning?
Looking at the man sitting at the table, Yingying admitted that she had never been able to understand him. He vaguely realized that the story Yan Ning told was related to himself. Since he gave Yingying a chance to get to know him, Yingying had no reason to refuse.
"Okay, tell me." With her back against the door frame, Yingying hugged her knees and sat by the door.
She would rather feel the cold wind than get close to him. To be honest, this is actually quite hurtful.
Fortunately, Yan Ning¡¯s heart was riddled with wounds. He smiled nonchalantly, blinked at the dim candlelight, and said with a casual attitude: ¡°Once upon a time, there was a young master who played games with the world.¡±
"He is the proud son of the emperor in the eyes of everyone. He is smart, arrogant, and arrogant. Even if he is ignorant and has no skills and is a mess in school, it doesn't matter. He still has a family fortune waiting to be inherited."
Yingying learned a new word, "family business?"
Yan Ning groaned. He couldn't tell whether Yingying really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand, so he playfully curled his lips and explained: "It's the throne."
"There is a throne in my family waiting for me to inherit."
But what about now?
Yan Ning's smile fell in the next moment. He didn't know what he thought of. His eyes were covered with gray. He stared at the fire and paused for a moment before speaking again: "An accident. After he woke up, the whole world changed."
"Everything he was familiar with was no longer the same, and he was no longer who he was. Conspiracy, cruelty, weirdness and danger were his first perceptions of this strange world. Only then did he realize that he, who was so arrogant, was also afraid of something. time, so he frantically searched for a way home, but found nothing."
Having said this, Yan Ning came back to her senses and asked Yingying: "So do you understand?"
Yingying was confused at first, so she was stunned for a moment and asked: "What do you understand?"
What should she understand?
Yingying didn¡¯t understand what Yan Ning wanted to express at all, but the system said ¡®Huh¡¯ and hesitantly said in her ear: [I seem to understand. ¡¿
The only candle in the huge room was the one on the table. When the wind blew in, the candle swayed twice.
Yan Ning leaned forward to protect her with both hands, frowning as she looked at Yingyingjian, the warmth in her eyes was getting lower and lower, and he confirmed again in a long tone: "You don't understand what I said?"
The candle flame was extinguished, and the shadow followed Yan Ning's face and swayed. Yingying suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart, and she didn't know how to answer. The system came to the rescue in time: [Host, please stop talking! ¡¿
¡¾Time is urgent, please listen to me. From now on, everything you say and do must be at my disposal. Don¡¯t ask why, just say whatever I tell you. ¡¿
¡¾Now, don¡¯t talk to him, look at him with inquiring eyes! ¡¿
Yingying frowned and had no idea what was going on. Although she was still outside the state, she still followed the system's instructions without saying a word, her eyes searching his face as if she wanted to see through his soul.
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Another gust of cold wind blew in, making the trees outside the house rustle.
In order to prevent the fire from extinguishing, Yan Ning pulled the candle lamp on the table closer to him. He lowered his eyes and protected it with his body. He waited for a moment before calling out: "Gu Yingying."
Yingying¡¯s heart was raised inexplicably, she was still staring atcan hear.
Not the Nanyin Prince Yanning in this world, nor the cunning and vicious Chifeng Tower owner Shen Xue.
His name is only Shen Xue.
?A name that was originally somewhat romantic and gentle.
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At the end of the Nanyin chapter, Yan Ning died, but also returned to his own world.
After that, we return to the sweet daily life of Qin Rong and Ying Ying. There are not many scenes in the last mission. As I write this, the main text is really coming to an end.
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