Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1089

Cang Chu was stunned once again. Did he like her?

Did his friends.h.i.+p for her stem from that letter or from his true heart?

For a moment, Cang Chu was a little lost.

He thought of the many times he had interacted with Su'er in South Cang Mountain. He thought of the first time he held Su'er's hand, the time he looked at Su'er with a doting expression that he had never seen before.

He also remembered when he liked his princess consort. At that time, he had always thought of her, and since she liked Mu Jin, he had told her how to make Mu Jin like her, and taught her how to do it.

Whenever he saw something delicious, the first thing he thought of was the Crown Princess.

When the Crown Princess was sad, he would feel sad too. When she was sad, he would feel sad too. When she was sick, he was more worried than anyone else.

Isn't his feelings for the Su'er the same now?

If he didn't like it, how could he bear to leave and let her pursue her happiness?

He cared more than anyone about the future of the Su'er, cared about her happiness in the future, and worried about what she should do after he left.

"…" Su'er looked at Cang Chu in complete silence, and finally reached out his smooth and small hands to caress Cang Chu's face. "Either you accompany me to find my master, or you accompany me to find my future husband, or I die with you?"

Cang Chu was startled, he immediately raised his eyes to look at Su'er, and his eyes were filled with shock: "Su'er, you are still young."

"You're young, too."

Su'er's words made Cang Chu's heart ache even more, it was as if his heart was drilling through pain.

"Su'er, you are still very young right now, you really don't need to waste all your good time on me. This Southern Mountain State is filled with talents, and has many prominent families. How could he bear to let the Su'er accompany him to death?

"That's why you have to stay and accompany me in searching. If I find it, you can leave too. If I can't find it and you leave, then won't I have no one to rely on in the future?" Master, do you have the heart to let Su'er be alone? " Su'er's words were soft, her eyelashes were moist, and the light in her eyes moved slightly as she bit her lips.

Cang Chu's deep eyes quietly looked at Su'er, after a long while, her lips that were as beautiful as a cherry blossom quivered, and she felt a burning sensation in her throat, which made her sour. Finally, she held onto Su'er's hand and said softly: Alright, I'll stay behind, but you and I can only call me master and disciple.

Hearing Cang Chu's words, Su'er's lightly pursed lips suddenly flashed with a pure, cold smile that was like the spring water in the mountains.

She rested her little head against Cang Chu's body. The person she liked was right here, he wouldn't change now, and he wouldn't change in the future.

Mu Jin walked in wearing a moon-white moon-shaped embroidered robe. His white clothes were snow-white, his black hair was scattered gently, and his hair was fine and unblemished.

"Cang Chu decided to stay." Mu Jin walked over to Ai Lin and told him what had happened last night.

Ai Lin's eyes were originally a little sad, but after hearing what Mu Jin had said, his expression seemed to be as if it was within expectations, yet also seemed to be beyond expectations. "In the end, Cang Chu couldn't bear to part with Su'er, but Su'er …"

After saying that, Ai Lin pursed her lips and laughed again: "Since young, it's always been hard for people to grasp."

Mu Jin slightly nodded his head: "Su'er's character is compatible with us, and Cang Chu is truly moved, so when Cang Chu told me all of this, I wasn't too shocked, it's just that, in ten years, Cang Chu can only live for ten years!"

After saying this, Mu Jin's indifferent smile contained a hint of worry.

"If Cang Chu's curse can be removed, how nice would that be?" Ai Lin couldn't help but think of that red-clothed, angered youth. The first time she heard his name, she already felt that it wasn't a good name, so why did it seem like it had the intention of shortening her life?

But Ning Zheyan was not only as famous as she was, she had also experienced a lot of hards.h.i.+ps before she finally decided to rest underground.

She had always felt a deep sense of regret for him. Even though she had avoided what had happened in her previous life, she still couldn't bear it.

How she wished that this young man could stay alive and act so naughty in front of her. She wanted to angrily sit there and wait for others to coax him!

However, regret was regret after all.

And naturally, Ai Lin did not want to leave behind any more regrets in her heart.

She wanted Cang Chu to live a good life, not be tortured by that curse, be together with the Su'er, and give birth to a bunch of her grandsons.

Thinking, thinking, Ai Lin's long eyelashes moistened once again, and tears welled up in her eyes. But she pursed her lips, and stubbornly did not let those tears fall.

Mu Jin used his thumb to lightly touch that soft and tender red lips, and his warm voice scattered in the most tender part of Ai Lin's ear, "Don't even think about it, everyone has their own lives. When you live a new life, you can also do so much.

Ai Lin nodded his head before burying his head in Mu Jin's embrace, smelling the sweet scent of the plum blossom from's body.

"I really want to find that Cang Chu who has teleported here. I have something to ask him."

"What is it?"

"After I left, what about you? You saw that the Su'er was also drawn into that forbidden door and that Cang Chu had followed you here, so you can't possibly let the Su'er not do anything. "

Mu Jin thought about it for a moment. That was something from his previous life, "I think that I should have gone with you then, right?"

When Ai Lin heard this, she immediately raised her head from Mu Jin's embrace and looked at Mu Jin seriously. She recalled the scene when woke up at the airport and recalled everyone else, "But, I didn't see you!"

"If he had come with you, you wouldn't have chosen me, would you?" Mu Jin lowered his voice and blew next to Ai Lin's ear. The warm air swirled around her ears with a hint of itch.

Ai Lin's pupils contracted, and then, she looked at Mu Jin. "Do you think that he's the same as Cang Chu, will he be hiding in the shadows and watching me?"

"Nope." Mu Jin said with absolute certainty.

"Why?"

Even if it's the end of the world, even if it's the end of the world, even if it's the end of the world, even if it's a year later, even if he meets you, how old are you, he would still keep you by his side. That him, was himself. He admitted that he was unable to be like Cang Chu who had teleported here, and had to hide in the shadows all the time, to be the man behind Wei Yuanwei.

When Ai Lin heard this, she sucked in a breath of air and like a quiet cat, she curled up in Mu Jin's embrace and stopped moving.

Now that all the dust had settled, even though Ning Zheyan and Cang Chu's matter was a little regretful, but in the end, wasn't it still better than my previous life?

She and her Mu Jin would always be together, and they still had two sons and a daughter. Even her daughter from a previous life had returned to her side.

And in the end, the Su'er also fulfilled her childhood wish, so the master that she had liked since she was young would always be by her side. Even though he could only accompany her for ten years, Su'er's wish was finally granted.

As for Ning Zheyan, he did not need to suffer as much as she did in his previous life. Although he was going to die, his life was still going to be quite good.

Thinking about that, Ai Lin closed her eyes, quietly leaning on Mu Jin's wide and warm chest, listening to Mu Jin's strong and forceful heartbeat.

This made her feel incomparably serene and beautiful.

In this world, there was no such thing as perfect beauty. Now that she and Mu Jin were able to do this, she was truly satisfied.

"There was a big snowfall this morning. The snow was pressing down on the tree, making it seem even more beautiful compared to the alluring plum blossoms. Let's go take a look, shall we?" Mu Jin hugged Ai Lin's body, her tone was light, but her pair of eyes that were as indifferent as mist was actually filled with deep love.

Ai Lin gave a light grunt in Mu Jin's embrace, then recalled the fiendish Ning Zheyan, "He must be very beautiful!"

From afar, they could see that in the majestic palace, it was shrouded in a world of ice and snow. The white and red figures were nestled together, and slowly walked towards plum garden, leaving behind a series of footprints behind them.

Afterwards, many years later, a group of field explorers accidentally discovered a well-preserved ancient tomb.

This was a tomb that belonged to a couple. How many years ago was it? Archaeologists hadn't noticed it yet, but they had noticed that there was a mural on the wall of the tomb chamber that vividly depicted the tomb's owner's entire life.

The male owner was one of the emperors of the Southern Mountain State. He had had many mishaps in his previous life, but he had been in high spirits the latter half of his life. He governed the entire Southern Mountain State to the point of prosperity, and only married the empress.

The mistress was the granddaughter of the Eastern Chu State's prime minister. She was born humble and was despised by people, and when she was sixteen, she met a male master who lived on his other's ident.i.ty, so she accompanied the male master the entire time. She accompanied him to seek revenge for his grievances, accompanied him through wars and wars, and accompanied him to ascend the n.o.ble throne.

When he saw the last two pictures, the professor of archaeology with a magnifying gla.s.s and gla.s.ses couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

These two paintings were the portraits of the male owner and mistress before they died. The male owner had a faint smile in his eyes, had a world-shocking appearance, a long body, a jade body, and a vigorous and domineering aura, while the female owner had fragrant sleeves, an exquisite appearance, an exquisite appearance, a calm temperament, and clear blue eyes that faintly revealed an otherworldly indifference.

It was as if they knew that the archaeologists who came before her frescoes knew that their tombs would be discovered thousands of years later.

"What a perfect pair!" He picked up the telescope in his hand and continued to study the engravings on the mural. Suddenly, he saw something carved on the lower right corner of the portrait of his mistress. It was something that belonged to a modern man.

For a moment, the archaeology professor was stunned. His expression became complicated and unpredictable. He once again raised his head to look at the mural's mistress and the expression in her eyes. Those moving and angry eyes seemed to tell him something …