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When Yu Mengyan handed the antidote to Thyme Cher, she looked at the potion in front of her and hesitated. She didn’t even have the strength to reach out and pick it up …
"Don’t worry, it won’t hurt you, and you will remember the former things … then if you choose to forget, then I will help you …" Yu Mengyan stared at Thyme Cher and flashed a pity and sympathy.
To her, it may be a relatively happy thing to know nothing, but to outsiders, it is … inexplicably sad.
Cheated, everything is like a doll, and the manipulator doesn’t even know if he is himself.
Yu Mengyan’s expression is very gentle. She sympathizes with this woman.
"I’m an outsider. What should I say? I think you really look like a doll now … Maybe you really had someone you loved and hated before, and you couldn’t let go … It was forgotten because of Bai Fengling … Is it unfair to wait? "
"I’m white …" Priscilla’s face was a little pale. She looked at the door and smiled. "At the end of the day, Prime Minister, I want to beg you, no matter whether I remember things well or not, no matter whether I will make a law to forgive things, please protect your report and my husband!"
She is afraid of what she will do if the person she loves is actually the person she hates the most … but she thinks of everything.
"You promise!" Na Lanqing said lightly
With Na Lanqing’s promise, Thyme’s expression was relieved. She looked at the potion in front of her eyes, took a deep breath and drank it slowly …
The bitter taste lingered on her lips and teeth … She put the bowl in her hand with anxiety …
Tears kept dripping in my eyes. I didn’t know what I would cry. I reached out and gently wiped my eyes with a smile. "I don’t know what I always felt very familiar with when I saw the Prime Minister’s adult … Although I used to be the Prime Minister’s fiancee, the Prime Minister seemed to love and hate me … What would be your fiancee?"
"After a while, you will think of it and it will be white!" Na Lanqing did not answer.
Thyme Cher sat there quietly. She put her head in the eyes of the desktop. Tears stopped falling. She said softly, "I really love your report … I love it very much … Now I’m afraid that your report is my former enemy …"
"He is not your enemy, but your lover!" NaLanQing still quietly watching thyme snow face changes carefully.
Thyme cher breathed a sigh of relief …
Close your eyes slowly …
"It is good not to be an enemy …"
At my desk, she seemed to be asleep for a long time with her eyes closed, but I didn’t see her movement … Na Lanqing put her eyes aside, and Yu Mengyan didn’t answer, but she looked at it quietly as if waiting for something …
I don’t know how long it took to fall asleep at my desk before I slowly opened my eyes … The innocence of my eyes swept away, and she looked up and quietly looked at Na Lanqing …
I haven’t spoken for a long time
"I had a dream!"
Thyme Cher’s voice is a little hoarse, and there is a trace of vicissitudes of life compared with the former innocence and evil … Her eyes are foggy, and finally her tears drop …
"A beautiful and sweet dream … makes people want to sleep forever …"
Stretching out his hand to cover his face, tears kept seeping through his fingers … Thyme bowed her head and wept gently … A very sad mood lingered all over her body.
"But the dream is still a dream … I’ve slept enough and woke up, and the dream should be scattered …"
It’s time for her to wake up.
But I didn’t expect it to be so sad
Thyme put her hand over her face, and tears kept dripping down her skirt, rendering it bit by bit …
Chapter 95 If the sovereign dies, NaLanQing must be buried with him (2)
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Chapter 95 If the sovereign dies, NaLanQing must be buried with him (2)
I don’t know how long it took Na Lanqing to quietly say, "Do you remember what you are my fiancee now?"
Thyme lifted her red eyes and tears blurred her face. She looked at Na Lanqing and smiled for a long time. "Well, I remember everything … thank you!"
"You should hate me!"
Thyme Cher quietly looked at Na Lanqing with a bitter face. "I should thank you for dreaming again … The longer you get drunk, the more painful it will be when you wake up … so I’m not qualified to accuse you of hating you … Maybe it’s a very happy thing to get drunk in that dream and never wake up, but for me, I can’t stand it …"