As the only bloodline of the Murong family in Jiangnan, Murong Yan has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, standing above all others.
However, with such a glamorous appearance, she also had to bear the responsibility to save the Murong family and eliminate the catastrophe. For this reason, she left the Murong family and looked for a woman with Xuanxue bloodline. However, she never thought that this time, it would not only be a disaster for the Murong family, but also a disaster for her love.
She is a cold-hearted girl who stepped on many bones to become the head of the family. She is a pure white young girl with a bright and worry-free smile. Destiny has destined the two of them to be parallel. However, just because of her hasty smile, the fate has changed, and the love will continue in this life and will not end until death.
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Under the beautiful peach blossom rain, she was wearing a pink shirt. She bit her lip and looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, not afraid of the ice that seemed to have accumulated for thousands of years. Her eyes were full of stubbornness and perseverance. She said, "Murong Yan, right? Why are you always like this? There are thirty people in my Qiao family, and you can't bear to do it."
She didn't say that she had never been a soft-hearted person. She carried the burden of the Murong family, but she didn't have the world.
She once massacred a city, but she didn't care at all about the blood that filled the city. Her red dress seemed to be the blood of tens of thousands of people. She stepped on the corpses just to delay the catastrophe of the Murong family.
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"I wanted to kill you before, but I changed my mind after seeing you." There was confusion between her brows, her head was tilted, and there were beautiful flowers in the corners of her eyes. It was such a warm color, but it didn't feel out of place on a cold person like her. "Later, I followed my own thoughts. Protecting the Murong family was just my belief since childhood, but it didn't let me decide in what way."
"If possible, Xiaorou, I want to stay with you until we grow old."
"You never say gentle and affectionate words. What happened this time?" Even so, she rarely smiled sweetly and shyly.
She lowered her eyes, and her eyes, which had always been emotionless and desireless, suddenly showed fluctuations and turned into sighs like dust and smoke.