Xingyueshanhe

He is the strongest among the six nations. In this world, he wants money, power, and sweethearts... She could have been together, gotten married, had children for him, and lived a happy and healthy life. [The heroine's perspective] "Xu Chen, I am the princess of a country, not to mention the lord of Xinling Mountain. You are just a foreign king, and your status is not half as good as mine. I have never really taken you seriously. Everything is what you think," she said while restraining herself from choking. He pinched his sweetheart's chin hard, his eyes filled with hatred, making it impossible for anyone to see any trace of reluctance. Under the influence of the poison, Xuan Chen turned pale. He used his last strength to pull the hem of her skirt and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Leer, you pretend very well, but you can deceive others but you can't deceive me. I can feel that you are still..." The feeling of getting revenge should be joyful and exciting, but why didn't she feel it at all at this moment? "You guys stand down first! He's already dead. Why should we doubt him?" Chang Le said to everyone. Ever since they found out that Chang Le was actually the strongest mountain lord of Xinling Mountain in Yuexing Kingdom, no one dared to criticize him anymore and had no choice but to retreat. Then Chang Le fed Xu Chen the antidote, "I can protect you, but we still..." Couldn't help sobbing. Chang Le looked at his originally fair skin and handsome features, which turned bloodless, and the knife marks on his face were shocking. Holding the pale face with his hands, he wiped the blood from the corner of Xuchen's mouth and shed tears. After that, every year on the anniversary of his death, Chang Le would return to the dome house where he died. This place should have been deserted except for her and the cleaning boy, but Changle discovered that in her boudoir, there was an extra white jade hairpin among the dowry on the dressing table, and someone seemed to have slept on the bed. Is it him? It's really him! This white jade hairpin was secretly stuffed into his clothes by Chang Le when he was leaving. Are you back... She took the jade blood blade that he gave to her, lay on the couch and looked at it dreamily... [Male protagonist's perspective] Hearing Chang Le's determination, Xun Chen's heart was as sharp as a knife. Compared to the shocking scars on his face, it was nothing... But then he thought about it, Chang Le wouldn't be like this. She must have some plan and she couldn't tell him. So he took advantage of the situation and "played out" the scene well with Changle... "Chang Le, when I first saw you, you were so dazzling. I fell in love with you at first sight and will never change it for the rest of my life. I got closer to you step by step, and finally the day of our wedding was approaching, but you plotted against me at this time." Xuchen looked up at Chang Le who was "condescending" and wondered if Chang Le could see that he had seen through it. Falling into memories... "I, Chang Le, will only have Xuan Chen as my companion in this life. If a husband is in trouble, his wife will never abandon her. I hope everyone in the world can meet their beloved in this life." Chang Le's voice was as clear and clear as jade. He smiled sweetly, looking at himself with tenderness and sweetness in his eyes. Chang Le yelled and everyone retreated. Xuan Chen was also pulled away from his memories. He caught a glimpse of everyone leaving... Because he was fed poison, the poison had been taking effect for a long time, and he was seriously injured. So he was so weak that he could still move his mouth and open his eyes half a quarter of an hour ago. But now I can't open my mouth, and I can't open my eyes no matter how hard I try. Suddenly a cold hand pinched his chin and fed him a medicine. He knew that Changle... Wouldn't do it! "Xu Chen, I can protect you, but we..." He guessed correctly, and sure enough... Chang Le was just showing off in front of everyone. Chang Le touched her face with a pair of cold hands. She was not afraid of her appearance. Xuchen knew why Changle did this, and she had her own reasons. If she protects herself for a while, let yourself protect her for the rest of her life! (I hope I will persist and keep writing) ps: Wuxia, joy is greater than sorrow, don't worry about being too sad, the beginning is a bit strong Purpose: I like ancient Chinese very much, so I will give it a try. Please give me more suggestions. This is my first time writing.