He was right, the entanglement between them was too deep, so deep that she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.
Even if she could run away without looking back, she would still inevitably miss him.
If she hadn't been thinking about it every day, she probably wouldn't have dreamed about her past life again after so many years.
Obviously, Lu Ziyan enjoyed her rare sweet words very much.
"Really?" The slightly narrowed eyes softened, but the tone still contained some disbelief.
"Of course it's true," Xie Wan Ning said seriously, "Didn't I just say that even if you didn't come over, I would still go back to Beijing in the next few days."
Lu Ziyan said "oh" lightly and just looked at her and smiled.
Xie Wan Ning felt inexplicably guilty when he laughed at her.
Indeed, such a statement was too coincidental, and it was understandable that he did not believe it.
But what she said was true.
"Whether you believe it or not, I really didn't lie to you," Xie Wan Ning sniffed and said honestly, "I really didn't think about returning to Beijing before, but... I had a dream last night."
The word "dream" has a special meaning to them, and they both know it well.
Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyan’s entire body stiffened.
The girl in his arms continued, "I dreamed of everything that happened after my death."
Thinking of the ending of this person in the dream, Xie Wan Ning's nose felt sore.
She wrapped her arms around his stiff waist, pressed her face against his neck, kissed him carefully, and said sadly, "Lu Ziyan, why are you so stupid..."
Becoming an emperor who holds the power of the world, there is no woman he cannot get.
Love her again, everything will get better as time heals.
Why be stupid and seek your own death?
Lu Ziyan looked a little dazed.
She actually dreamed about it. She dreamed about the five years in her previous life when he was alone in the world.
So, ... she had witnessed his morbid madness with her own eyes.
She knew that he was not a hero who defended his country, nor was he a wise ruler who loved his people like his own children.
He is just a war machine who treats human life as worthless and massacres cities and plunders the land.
He is a madman who has committed all kinds of evil and committed countless murders.
Not only did he massacre foreigners, he was also merciless to his own subjects.
There were countless civil servants and military generals in the court and the country, but if anyone displeased him, no matter if they were loyal or treacherous, he would kill them at will.
He is a real madman...
His most brutal and cruel side was known by his beloved girl, and Lu Ziyan's face gradually turned pale.
Xie Wan Ning had no idea what this man was thinking. She was still immersed in the tragedy of her dream. She wrapped her arms around his waist and tightened them lovingly.
"I was afraid that you would go to the battlefield and seek death like in your previous life, so after waking up, I decided to go back to Beijing to find you."
As she spoke, she choked up in her throat and her voice became a little hoarse. "Even though you pestered me so much during those two years that I got annoyed with you the most, I never thought of killing you."
The cold and unruly young man, strong and healthy, invincible, and full of pride, how could he die?
But he really died in front of her.
An arrow pierced the heart.
Thinking of that scene, Xie Wan Ning felt a sudden pain in her heart, and she opened her mouth and bit his neck hard.
The sharp teeth scratched the skin and flesh, and Lu Ziyan's breathing trembled slightly. Then, he slowly raised his hand and stroked the back of the girl's head in his arms.
Xie Wan Ning held the piece of meat in her mouth, rubbing it for a long time. Finally, she gently licked the overflowing blood before letting go.
She looked at the teeth marks she left and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Ziyan's Adam's apple choked up slightly and he hummed softly.
Very tempting.
But Xie Wan Ning had just been tortured by him for a long time, so of course she would not be bewitched at this moment.
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