The young man who cultivated the truth returned to the city

That picture came to mind again, and the conversations went from acquaintance to marriage, from not caring to being unforgettable, from extreme disgust to deep love...

"Ning Huanxi, what's wrong with me? Why do you hate me so much?"

"Mr. Ji, please get out of the way."

She threw away the bouquet he gave her.

"Hey, you didn't bring anything I gave you and threw it away in front of me. Where can I put my face here?"

…

"Hahaha, madam, tonight... I'll go. It's the wedding night, okay? Why don't you let me go to bed?"

"If you come here again, I'll die for you!"

On their wedding night, she picked up a knife and put it to her neck.

"Okay, okay, you are great, you are great, put down the knife, put down the knife, don't hurt yourself, I just won't go to bed."

…

"You have always liked Mr. Xu...Okay, then I will just become the next one. No, I have to surpass him."

She didn't speak, didn't look at him, she hated him.

…

"Huanxi, I'm going out for a trip. I'm afraid it will take a month to come back."

She still ignored him.

…

Suddenly one day, she scolded him angrily, and he left the house angrily. He came back in the evening with wounds all over his body, and passed out in front of the door.

The figure who used to practice swordsmanship hard every morning and light up the lamp and read every night suddenly no longer repeated those things and no longer wanted to become the person she loved.

He stood by the pavilion, looking at the lawn motionless. With her face swollen and her body bruised and bruised, she could no longer touch his gentle gaze on her.

"Are you... okay..."

For the first time, she took the initiative to care about him.

However, he remained stunned for a long time and did not say another word.

That night, when she was lying on the bed, she deliberately removed the other bed in the room, waiting for him to ask as usual: "Madam, can we sleep together tonight?"

For the first time, she was ready to agree to him and offer herself up, but she never waited for his habitual question.

He left the room and slept in the study instead of the newlywed's bridal chamber.

When she exhausted her courage and asked him: "Why don't you ask me... that sentence again?"

The answer that came was: "Let's get divorced."

While she still thought he was angry, she never heard a greeting from him or even met him once.

Only when he didn't leave the study for two months did she feel the sadness.

When she took the initiative to change clothes for him but was thrown away, she realized what it meant to be disappointed. When she took off her clothes and hugged him but was pushed away, she realized that this person's heart would never return to her.

When he left home in white clothes, she realized that the world had collapsed.

After three years of deep love, I practiced the art of lovelessness, just to get back the man who longed to sleep with me in the same bed...

If she had agreed to share his bed with him that day, if he had not scolded him for the death of his pet that day, if she had not gone to see Mr. Xu that day...

Is everything different?

Maybe he would still become heartless, but at least when he didn't recover his memory, he would sleep with her and love her.

She was unwilling to give him her body at the beginning, but now she is disdainful of him in every way.

"call……"

Sitting on the steps, Ning Qiandu sighed heavily again.

"Forget it, let it be. I shouldn't have accused him so strongly yesterday. He must hate me in his heart..."

"Why bother?"

Just when Ning Qiandu sighed helplessly, a very familiar voice came from behind.

She turned around and saw Zhao Shiyao, dressed in a black skirt, standing on the steps and walking towards her elegantly.

Seeing Zhao Shiyao, Ning Qiandu's heart, which had just been sore from the memories, became even more uncomfortable. Who could not be tempted by such an outstanding third princess of the demon clan?

No wonder Ji Mo loves her so much.

"It's okay, I just miss the past a little bit."

Ning Qiandu secretly used Qi to heal her red eyes, turned her head and said with a smile.

Zhao Shiyao sat next to her, looked at the steps extending into the distance below, and said, "Have you ever heard of the Demon Clan's Morden Steps?"

"Modeng Steps? Is that the step where no matter who goes up, he will become an ordinary person?"

"Yes, this is the step we step on. It's just not that exaggerated. It just suppresses most of the energy in the body of the person who goes up the step, so that he will look like an ordinary person. However, this kind of thing is useless to the strong." Zhao Shiyao said.

"Then am I just like a normal person now?"

"Absolutely, there will be very little Qi that can be used."

Zhao Shiyao pointed to the steps extending for a kilometer and said: "As long as someone falls on this step, that person will roll down from the highest point, and because of the suppressive force on the steps, he cannot use any energy and can only let his body roll. fall."

Listening to what Zhao Shiyao said, Ning Qiandu couldn't help but fantasize in her mind. If a person suddenly fell from the highest place, wouldn't it mean that he would roll thousands of meters?

“There was a time when I liked coming here very much, because this step is like something, you are already within reach, if you are still one step away, if you fall, you can’t help but get hurt, and you will roll thousands of meters in embarrassment. " Zhao Shiyao said.

"Are you trying to tell me that feelings are like that too?"

"Absolutely. No matter how powerful you are in love, you will still become an ordinary person just like standing on this step. You should feel this deeply."

"Within reach... It was true in the past, but it's really embarrassing to give up your personality and life... It's really embarrassing." Ning Qiandu said.

Zhao Shiyao asked again: "Do you know what the deepest love is?"

"What level?"

"Love what he loves. Accept everything about him and tolerate everything about him."

"Including his women?" Ning Qiandu was stunned.

"Of course."

"Then, did you do it?"

Zhao Shiyao smiled: "I think it should be about the same. At least I care about every woman who loves him now."

"..."

Ning Qiandu was silent for a while and said: "I seem to understand why he loves you so much."

"Really?" Zhao Shiyao smiled: "Am I very lucky in your eyes?"

Ning Qiandu also smiled as he said: "I always feel that you have a little... feeling of the master of the harem, yes, I think you are like this."

Zhao Shiyao smiled again and said: "Then you have to Please me well, or I will plot against you. "

"Okay, no kidding, whether he accepts me or not is a problem, how can we talk about the harem of intrigue. "Ning Qiandu said: "Besides, I think the harem... is not suitable for him. It is too inconsistent with his image of being so devoted in his previous life. It always feels so disgusting to talk about opening a harem. "

Zhao Shiyao said again: "Okay, then let him marry me, and you will all be mistresses."

"What is a mistress...?"

Ning Qiandu, who has never been in the secular world, heard this term for the first time.

"It's... the object of a man cheating on his wife behind his back."

"Ah? Then let's open a harem..."

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