Quick Wear: The fishing beauty makes the villain obsessed

Luo Yi built the grave of her father and mother at the foot of Maple Leaf Mountain on the outskirts of the city.

It was early autumn, and the bright red maple leaves were like flames, turning Maple Mountain into a volcano.

A gentle breeze blew, and a rustling sound of flying sand and rocks was heard across the valley.

Luo Yi stood in front of the tomb, looked up and around. The clouds were clear, the wind was gentle, the leaves were red, the sky was blue, the colors were bright and dazzling, and the beautiful place was like a poem and a painting.

"Miss Luo, the wind is strong. Let me put a coat on you." While Luo Yi was admiring the beautiful scenery around her, Liu Sanniang walked over quickly with a cloak and gently put it on Luo Yi.

As Luo Yi obediently let Liu Sanniang help her put on her cape, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "Sanniang, is it beautiful here?"

"Beautiful, very beautiful!" Liu Sanniang followed Luo Yi's line of sight and scanned Maple Leaf Mountain. Then she smiled and affirmed, "I think if Master Luo and Madam Luo knew about this place, they would also like this place very much. Miss Luo, you found a very good place for your father and mother."

"When I was young, I was in poor health, so my parents rarely took me out of the house. But at that time, I was a child at heart, and I was eager to go out and see the outside world.

After Brother Gu found out about this, he secretly took me out of the house to play without telling my parents.

Later, my father, mother and brother Gu’s mother found out about this, and brother Gu was hung on a tree and beaten by his mother.

My parents didn't punish me, but from then on, they would take time out every year to take me out for an outing.

Although we have not been to Maple Leaf Mountain together many times, this crimson sea of ​​mountains has always been in my memory. "

Therefore, when Luo Yi decided to build a cenotaph for her father and mother, the first place she thought of was Maple Leaf Mountain, where her father and mother were buried.

"Miss Luo, don't be too sad. Master and Madam Luo love you so much. I think they hope that you can live well in the days ahead and not miss them too much." Liu Sanniang saw Luo Yi talking about the past calmly, but she felt inexplicably depressed and uncomfortable listening to her.

Some people like to show their sorrow on the surface, and shout it out to the world as soon as they feel uncomfortable.

Some people like to suppress their sorrow inside. The calmer they appear on the outside, the more turbulent their heart is.

Liu Sanniang has been getting along with Luo Yi for some time. The biggest impression Luo Yi gives her is that he is emotionally stable, calm and indifferent to everything.

Liu Sanniang knew that Luo Yi really didn't care about many things.

But today, Luo Yi stood in front of her father and mother's grave, and it was rare for her to talk to her so much. Although her face remained calm, Liu Sanniang knew that she was sad.

If a person doesn't cry when she is sad and can still talk about the past so calmly, it's not because she is really cold-hearted.

Maybe I was so sad that I couldn't cry anymore.

"It's so beautiful here!" Luo Yi didn't know what Liu Sanniang was thinking. She just continued to raise her head and appreciate the beautiful scenery around her.

Until suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from far away.

Luo Yi turned around slowly, and in the midst of the flying dust, she saw the tall, handsome, blue-eyed man riding on a tall horse.

Luo Yi inexplicably recalled that when they first met, he was also riding on a tall horse, galloping towards her.

But it was different from the first time we met that year when he looked cold, arrogant and defiant. Now he was speeding towards me with a face full of concern and his blue eyes were filled with tenderness and affection.

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing as building a cenotaph for your parents?" Wanyan Lie jumped off his horse, threw the reins to the guards behind him, then quickly walked up to Luo Yi and asked with a frown.

As Wanyan Lie approached, Liu Sanniang and others beside Luo Yi immediately knelt down respectfully and stepped back to make room.

"Your Majesty has more important things to do. You don't have to worry about these trivial matters." Luo Yi glanced at Wanyan Lie indifferently, with no sadness or joy on his face, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Your affairs are never trivial." Wan Yanlie said, turning around and looking at the two tombstones standing in front of Luo Yi, "Are these your father and mother?"

"Yeah." Luo Yi turned his head to look at the tombstone and nodded slightly.

"Your father and mother are my father and mother." After saying this, Wanyan Lie lifted the hem of his dragon robe and was about to kneel down.

"Your Majesty, no."

Wanyan Lie has become the emperor. No one in this world can make him kneel, even the dead. He does not need to kneel to anyone except his own ancestors.

Luo Yi pulled Wan Yan Lie's arm to stop him from kneeling.

But Wanyan Lie held Luo Yi's little hand, and said firmly on his handsome face: "Yier, we should adapt to local conditions. I am not the emperor now, I am their son-in-law."

However, Luo Yi shook her head firmly and she would not allow Wanyan Lie to kneel.

Wanyan Lie didn't understand where Luo Yi's persistence came from, until his eyes accidentally fell on a tombstone not far away.

"Late Husband

Gu Qinzhi.

Wife, Loi."

In an instant, his heart seemed to be suddenly hit by a sword. The rage that rose from the ground mixed with the excruciating pain of torn flesh rushed to all the nerves in his body, making Wanyan Lie, who always had a bad temper, almost unable to control his emotions.

He really wanted to question her and asked her why he didn't let him kneel down to her parents, but because she had never done that before, she didn't want her parents to know of his existence.

In her heart, that was the only man who was her husband from beginning to end.

If Gu Qinzhi is her late husband, then who is he to her?

Has she ever, even a little bit, taken him into her heart and eyes?

But looking at Luo Yi's increasingly thin face, and her extremely frail body due to her thinness.

In the end, he just clenched his fists and tried his best to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

He couldn't get angry, he couldn't get angry.

She is in poor health. What if she faints again like before?

Never mind. As a grown man, he shouldn't bother with her.

Wanyan Lie didn't realize that he was so humble that he started making excuses for her.

After a long while, Wan Yan Lie calmed down a little bit of the anger in his chest, gritted his teeth and said to Luo Yi softly: "Okay, I won't kneel."

Luo Yi knew that Wanyan Lie had seen the tombstone next to her. She said nothing, turned her head and pretended to know nothing, continuing to gaze at the beautiful scenery of Maple Leaf Mountain.

"Do you like it here?" Seeing Luo Yi looking into the distance peacefully, Wan Yan Lie took a deep breath and asked her again.

"Yeah." Luo Yi nodded slightly in response.

In fact, Luo Yi didn't need to answer, Wanyan Lie could also see that Luo Yi liked this place.

Her expression was calm, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her dark eyes seemed to be filled with sparkling stars as she looked at the beautiful scenery.

Although Wanyan Lie couldn't see how beautiful this place was, seeing how much she liked it, he immediately whispered a promise: "This place is not far from the palace. If you like, I can bring you here to visit your parents often."

Hearing this, Luo Yi finally withdrew his gaze from the beautiful scenery, turned to look at Wan Yan Lie, smiled, and said, "Okay."

The beautiful smile bathed in the morning light and mountain mist is so stunningly beautiful.

Wanyan Lie felt that his mind, which was shrouded in anger and jealousy, was suddenly freed by someone, and he actually felt a sense of relief as if everything in front of him was suddenly enlightened.

It turned out that as long as she was willing to smile at him, he would not bother with her about anything, even if it involved his dignity...