She is so ugly that she has no best friends.
He is so handsome that he has no friends.
She is a good-for-nothing daughter of the Feng family from a prominent family in Nanjin. Because of her ugly appearance, she is ridiculed as the fifth ugly girl by the world.
The favored son of heaven, he is the exiled prince of Beiyi. He hides his identity in the Feng family. His profound talents are called "Qinglong Gongzi" by the world.
After the golden hairpin, she was the "ugly duckling" on Valentine's Day for two years in a row, and no one cared about her.
In the past fifteen years, her only peach blossom was cut off by him.
He deliberately made sure that there were no men around her.
He wanted her to have no desires and desires for the rest of her life, to be an old aunt until she died of old age... But why would he do this?
Asking what love is in the world, teach people directly, and promise each other in life and death.
Falling in love leads to death. In this life, it turns out that she is his only life and death calamity.
The grudges and entanglements passed by like clouds. In order to quickly gather his soul and return to her, he asked Tathagata Buddha for help and got closer to her at the cost of losing the memory of his previous life.
It was just his wishful thinking that made her fall in love with someone else. What went wrong in this, and who would tell him?
(Note: This article is a love story about this and past lives, divided into two volumes: Fengqing Weiyang (Mortal World Volume) and Fengqing Weiyang (Immortal World Volume). The male and female protagonists are clean and one-on-one.)
[1. Captive clips]:
He held her chin, turned her head, met her gaze, and said, "From now on, if any man asks the Feng family to marry Ali, I will refuse it for you, okay?"
Feng Qingqing was in a daze.
Do you want to keep him by your side forever?
In May, the apricot blossoms bloom to full bloom.
A summer wind filled the sky with petals like rain, and several petals slowly fell to the window, blurring her eyes.
As if she heard wrongly, she looked into those black glazed eyes for confirmation, and what she responded to was the smile in his eyes.
That moment was quiet and beautiful.
In the flower room, the boy in her eyes smiled so warmly.
She couldn't help but stare at him blankly, lost in his warm smile.
As if she was bewitched by him, she murmured: "Okay!"
[2. Ambiguous fragments]:
Flowers stuck in cow dung? According to her claim that he is cow dung, does she mean that he is a flower?
Yi Qingliu shook his head and sighed: "It's such a metaphor..."
Feng Qingqing hurriedly answered the words and said sincerely: "Three points into the wood... Three points into the wood!"
A certain woman's self-deprecating words always sounded a bit awkward to Yi Qingliu's ears. Are they really so incompatible? ?
[3. Emotional clips]:
For the sake of all the people in this world, he actually destroyed his love with his own hands.
Yi Qingliu stood quietly in the main hall, staring at the farewell letter that Feng Qingqing left for him in his hand. His veiny hands clenched and loosened, then clenched and clenched...
The more my heart shrinks, the tighter it gets. The tighter it gets, the smaller it gets. The smaller it gets, the more painful it is...
Pain, pain, pain...
In addition to pain, it was still pain. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. The pain burst out and made him unable to suppress the pain...
He firmly grasped the piece of paper that stung his eyes, and stared at it until warm liquid flowed out. He suddenly realized that he raised his hand and touched it, and a shocking red color came into his eyes.
Poof——
A gush of blood came out of his mouth, and he vomited three mouthfuls of blood.