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Chapter 287 Holy Monk, You Break the Precept! (42)

Nanhuang said with a smile on his face, "At that time, she was so bright and flamboyant, like a phoenix soaring in the sky."

"Hittingly beautiful, without the gentleness and virtuousness of a lady from a famous family, but rather eccentric"

"But because of me, I ruined my life. It's my fault. I blame me for not protecting her well." Nan Huang's face turned pale instantly.

Eyes full of guilt, Si Wuxin was noncommittal and did not express her opinion.

It cannot be said that he did not do well, because since that person chose to enter the palace, it meant that she really entrusted herself to him.

But the harem is not something a woman like her can survive, so this ending is already doomed.

You can't blame anyone, if you want to blame, you can only blame the untimely birth. If it is in the future world, maybe he and that person can be happy.

"Look at me, I only say some depressing words on such a happy day." Nanhuang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and became that kind old man again.

"She has no regrets, as long as you truly love her, she will have no regrets," Si Wuxin suddenly said speciously.

But when he turned around, he found that the man had already run into the sea of ​​flowers, breathing a fragrant breath.

"Don't you regret it?" Nanhuang murmured to himself, looked down at the peach blossoms everywhere, and sighed, "But I regret it!"

If it ever happened once, I would never let her struggle in the deep palace because of the throne, but accompany her wandering around the world.

Nan Liangye was in a complicated mood, his expression remained unchanged, the glint in his eyes flashed past, and no one saw it.

Regret, what does father regret?Do you regret not treating your mother well?
What about him?If you don't catch the person in front of you, will you regret not catching her in time in the future?

If she really left, would he be able to bear it?The thought of her leaving made his heart ache so badly that he couldn't breathe.

It seemed that she had left him so cruelly before, and there was a voice in her heart saying: You must not give up on her, or you will definitely regret it.

At the thought of never seeing her again, I panicked and sweated coldly on my back.

There are many thoughts in my heart, but there is still a look of compassion on the face, but there is something more in the originally clear eyes.

Si Wuxin went deep and saw a tombstone, which said the tomb of Nan's beloved wife.

I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, I just feel a little surprised, it seems that the emperor really likes this person.

Otherwise, I would not be able to write my beloved wife. How can a concubine He De be called a beloved wife, and this calligraphy is not a majestic running script, but Zanhua Xiaokai.

This was even more surprising, Si Wu kept staring at the tombstone intently, guessing the reason in her heart but didn't say it out.

"This is because she likes lower script with hairpin flowers." Nanhuang walked to the tombstone with a gentle expression, as if looking at the love of his life.

Her eyes were full of water, and she could no longer see other people. "Her favorite is Zanhua Xiaokai, but she can't write it"

"So I changed my old style and nominated her in lower script with hairpin flowers!"

So that's the case, she said how a man could write such a handsome handwriting, it turned out to be because of this man.

I have to say that he is indeed affectionate, but he is unable to give that person a bright future.

"Ye'er, come and see your mother, if she knows you're here, she must be very happy." Nanhuang stood in front of the grave, unable to hide the love in his eyes.

Mysteriously said, "Ye'er, there are flowers that can be broken straight, don't wait for no flowers to break branches, some people will not always wait for you in place"

"Sometimes if you miss a moment, you miss a lifetime!"

Nan Liangye didn't speak, but just looked at the tombstone quietly, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

I don't know what I'm thinking, the whole person is like a sculpture, standing there motionless, I didn't even notice the flowers falling on my shoulders.

(End of this chapter)