Chapter 567 Metamorphosis (Extra 4)
but.
The snow-white figure, with the sleeves brushed, and with a gust of wind, I was fanned aside.
He dropped his flat voice,
There is no tenderness, no euphemism, not even the kindness of the past,
He still smiled, but the wind in the peach forest became very strong,
It was so big that the peach leaves on the tree were blown over and scratched my face, which hurt like a knife.
"Fox demon, you should know how to measure everything."
"A demon is a demon. If you shouldn't think about it, you shouldn't think about it. Are you right?"
His tone is gentle, it should be a question, but it seems to be stating how good the weather is, and it is flat.
The beauty with a clear bone and beauty, in the peach leaves all over the sky, is like a supreme god, noble and sacred.
His brows and eyes are calm and elegant, and he doesn't seem to be angry.
But the peach leaves all over the sky scratched my face very painfully,
It seems to be bleeding, and it has cut my flesh deeply,
I was in so much pain that I covered my face, rolling and howling on the ground,
Beauty smiled and looked at my embarrassment, but didn't express anything.
Later, I was dying of pain, and was rescued by the Immortal Moon who hurried over.
The old man who always scolded me, knelt down in front of him, humbled,
"Young master, I didn't lock her up properly, and let her disturb your interest."
"Thousands of mistakes, all my faults, please let the young master let her go."
"In the future, I will never let her bother you again."
The beauty naturally helped him up kindly,
Peach leaves don't hurt anymore.
"In the future, take care of your pets."
He said with a smile.
"Tell me about you, why don't you listen to persuasion!?"
"I've told you countless times, the son is not someone you can imagine, don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have!"
"Have you suffered a lot now? Do you still dare!?"
That’s right, I’m dying, so naturally I can’t answer,
But then I was thinking, I still dare.
I have never failed to get what I like.
That day,
In order to break my thoughts, the immortal told me a lot about my son.
Including the identity of the son, the character of the son, etc.
The fairy said a lot, but I only remember one thing,
That is—there has never been a woman beside the young master.
The immortal said that the young master is not good at sex, especially hates women or females who deliberately appear in front of him.
So, my act of deliberately ingratiating the approach is actually a big taboo.
I remembered it in my heart, thinking—this recklessness was my fault.
But next time, I want to make the young master think that I am a perfect woman.
I want him to know that I am worthy of him.
The immortal seemed to see through my unwillingness to give up, so he sighed and brought me to the marriage book.
He handed me a red string and said, "Ayan, this is your marriage line."
"When the time comes, your marriage thread will automatically be tied to another one."
"It's destined, you can't change it, understand?"
"What about the young master's?" I asked quickly.
The immortal shook his head, pointed to the red strings all over the sky in the marriage book, and said,
"No one knows about the marriage of the young master."
"His marriage line is in his own hands, no one can arrange it."
"Ayan, you shouldn't think that your marriage line can be connected with his, because his marriage line is not here at all."
(end of this chapter)