Mo Yunzhao stared intently at Ling Jingyu, then looked down at the grapes he hadn't finished peeling.
"Go on."
Ling Jingyu felt her gaze was chilly, as if she were saying, "If you continue, you'll have to bear the consequences."
This made him afraid to speak out.
"Come on, tell me first, what kind of person were you in your past life?" Mo Yunzhao gave him a look that said, "You'd better know better."
Ling Jingyu thought for a moment, "Peerless demon, bloodthirsty and cruel, committing all kinds of evil, and also fond of white robes, a word worth a thousand pieces of gold, doing whatever he wants, anyway, just put the words for bad people on me."
These are the evaluations the world gives him, and also... the evaluations she gives him.
Mo Yunzhao crossed her arms and looked at him, "So, what do you plan to do now?"
"What are your plans?" Ling Jingyu was a little confused by her change of topic.
Mo Yunzhao raised his chin slightly. "You were reborn with only six months to live, and now you only have two months left. Don't you have any plans?"
Ling Jingyu: "Yes, we'll take care of Ling Yongnian and Mo Bilian, then destroy the three major sects, and then take the Tianluo Tower and the Soul-Stabilizing Pearl."
With all of that gone, Ah Zhao will be out of danger, and everything from her past life will never happen again.
Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Aren't you going to make arrangements for me?"
“You have your own opinions.” Ling Jingyu lowered his head; how could he dare to make arrangements for her?
Mo Yunzhao nodded in agreement, "That's right. By the time you've resolved all these issues, you'll be dead. Considering how much you've sacrificed for me, I won't wait until the day you die to get married. Let's get married on the seventh day after your death."
Ling Jingyu suddenly looked up, staring at Mo Yunzhao in surprise.
Mo Yunzhao glanced at him and continued, "Long Ye is too young to marry. Fengbang Kingdom is going to invade Xuantang Kingdom, so we will definitely have to arrange a marriage alliance. I'll go and arrange the marriage alliance instead."
"Oh right, in my past life, the marriage partner of Xuan Tang Kingdom was originally the Seventh Prince, but somehow it became the First Prince. I heard that the Seventh Prince is in love with me?"
Ling Jingyu chuckled twice, "Ah Zhao, you're overthinking it. The Seventh Prince is in love with Fu Meng, but Fu Chun is in love with the Seventh Prince, so he devised a plan to make her the First Prince for a political marriage."
Mo Yunzhao said "Oh", "If the Seventh Prince doesn't work, then how about the eldest grandson of the Emperor of Jinyuan Kingdom? He's in love with me, isn't he?"
Ling Jingyu choked.
The eldest grandson of the Jin Yuan Kingdom is handsome, strong, the same age as A Zhao, and has a sweet tongue.
"On your seventh day after death, I will marry the eldest grandson of the King of Jin Yuan. On your seventh day after death, I will consummate our marriage. A year later, on the anniversary of your death, I can hold my child and kowtow to you. On the third anniversary, I will have two children and then kowtow to you again..."
Ling Jingyu couldn't take it anymore, "Ah Zhao, are you even human?"
His words were like knives, cutting into his heart.
Mo Yunzhao slammed his hand on the bamboo table in anger. "You still know this isn't human? Then are you human? Knowing you only have six months to live after returning, you still came to provoke me. And after provoking me, you say, 'This is good'?"
"Didn't you say this was good? Yes, being friends is good, right? After you die, I'll get married and have children, two in three years, and I won't forget your kindness. I'll bring my children to pay respects to you and kowtow to express my gratitude. Isn't that good?"
Ling Jingyu looked at her with a resentful expression.
Mo Yunzhao slammed her hand on the table again, glaring at him angrily, "Just tell me, is this okay or not?"
"No good!" Ling Jingyu said angrily. "It's not good at all."
Just thinking about it makes me realize she'll marry someone else, have a wedding night, and have children—two in three years.
Can it get better?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com