Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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In the past few days, the snow in the snow country has continued.

I don't know why, crossing nine is sick, and there are fewer stars in the sky.

Even as she goes behind, she can only see a few stars.

After entering the Taihe Palace, Luo Dianchen never saw Mu Xier again, she never came.

But the size of the harem is still very good, and the whole palace is in order.

Although the body of Du Jiusheng was not as good as one day, but after stopping the national affairs, his face looked a little better.

It’s just that the dust is very clear, even if the face is good, there is still an unknown power, which is eroding his body.

He sat with her and played chess. She was thinking about his illness and was always in a free state.

"The chess game of the dust has regressed a lot..." Du Jiusheng looked at her eyebrows and smirked: "What do you think?"

"Don't you know?" Luo dusted his eyebrows, his tone seemed a little anxious, and he pushed the chess piece in front of him: "Do you know your own body? What happened!"

He was silent for a long while, and a faint stream of light flashed through his eyebrows.

"Actually, I don't like the look of your anger at all." Du Jiusheng took a sip of tea, his smile was faint, as if they had seen it when they first saw it.

He was careful not to move forward, not even her hand.

"I am not angry, is it important?" Luo Ding gently rubbed his eyebrows and bit his lip: "Forget it, after all, you will not talk to me."

She doesn't know what kind of identity she is in. He has always been good to her.

Protected in the most comfortable environment, but when it comes to good, it always feels something less, or something more.

"Dust." He raised his hand and touched her head: "This life, I am very happy."

She couldn't see the light in his eyes, but she could feel the darkness of the sinking, faintly flowing.

"What do you think is happiness because of it?" Luo plucked his mouth and pulled out a smile: "Is it with her or with me..."

"Because everything is going in the direction I want, it's enough."

She couldn't guess what it meant in his words, but he knew something in his heart.

Because she is still this country, or the owner of the Weiyang Palace?

She didn't know, she only knew that she was pale and fell asleep when she fell asleep, but she couldn't bear to ask.

In the past, there was something that she did not know.

Why is it that I have been left out for two years, and I am still particularly saddened to see such a nine-year-old.

She lifted her right hand and stroked his cheek, and the tears fell off the uncontrolled 簌簌.

Du Jiusheng grabbed her wrist and pressed it on her chest.

His chest is warm and he can feel the heat of his heart.

"Can I ask you a question?" She took a deep breath and her eyebrows fluttered.

Du Jiusheng did not speak, but the strength of holding her wrist was getting tighter.

"Do you like it..."

"No."

His low voice slowly sounded, and the words of conciseness smashed the heart of her dusty and secluded heart.

"Then why are you..."

"Because I have to do it again."

"Is it for the snow country?"

Du Jiusheng closed his eyes and whispered: "Tired, sleep."

Some people have lost in the flow of years.

Some things, the truth in time.

And her and his story seem to have begun.